Thursday, June 17, 2010

the last hunt

when we searched
for light, for the worlds
where only power lives
screaming glee with no harbor
lit by gasoline
with flaming sparks coiled
around life within the hour
for a present of eternity
no waits no needs
it seems so effortless
when you reach a hand outside
to singing
daylight in the dark
did you find it, were you there
wherever it stood, quite alone,
the secret, the truth,
the calling of integrity
to a moment where
only pure loneliness can be
hope with a choral ballast
look keep looking, did you see
it flutters and floats
the light at the end of the tunnel
and tell me did you also check,
across the bed, over the clothes
under the kitchen sink
find anything?

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