Sweeter than ashes ( love song of Takabuti )
I am sweeter than ashes
a rose in the desert . In chains ,
a leopard . In history
a war that never happened
... they all went home .
I am your yesterdays ,
over and over ,
a memory lodged in the back of your skull .
It is time .
You are a squirrel that buried an acorn in the roots of an oak tree
and never remembered
until it was too late . I am a cat in the dark ,
a tumbling star that got caught in the branches
and sitting there , burning , I’ve learned how to stare .
I am rain
a dot on the horizon that grows as you watch it
a howl from the hill
and a tooth from a crocodile .
Twenty five in the light ,
Eight hundred in darkness , a hundred and fifty in something that’s neither
I’ve been wrapped in my skin for a thousand years ,
It is time I was wrapped up in yours
October 2018
a rose in the desert . In chains ,
a leopard . In history
a war that never happened
... they all went home .
I am your yesterdays ,
over and over ,
a memory lodged in the back of your skull .
It is time .
You are a squirrel that buried an acorn in the roots of an oak tree
and never remembered
until it was too late . I am a cat in the dark ,
a tumbling star that got caught in the branches
and sitting there , burning , I’ve learned how to stare .
I am rain
a dot on the horizon that grows as you watch it
a howl from the hill
and a tooth from a crocodile .
Twenty five in the light ,
Eight hundred in darkness , a hundred and fifty in something that’s neither
I’ve been wrapped in my skin for a thousand years ,
It is time I was wrapped up in yours
October 2018
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