You, Whom I Saught

(for Daniel)

No matter where you are–

I still hear you when you

–dream–

You sing out so very far

Your voice so bright

–like a star–

and–we–are

All of our tomorrows

rushing up–

Every tomorrow:

spark, kindle, sparkle

BURN–I–

spark myself up

Just for you

Light my heart ablaze and

through every torched moment

I pray

to God

that you see it

that you feel me

burning beneath your bed

sintering under your feet.

Love–let my heartbeat

form a marriage pyer

for when you say “I might”

for when you might hope to hear me

“Do, I–do, I–love you do–“

Love, my every heartbeat

bears God’s name–BUT–

he has them on loan

–from you–

Can God make a heart he cannot win?

I can never be certain–except I know

already you–my Lord–hold the title

and the deed and the name and word.

Whatever contract or arrangement you

and God

may have found yourselves making

–beyond me–

God now would never dare

–I know! I dared him!–

to claim title to my soul or heart

–Iron Lord of my Soul–

Governor of my Person and

Priest of my manhood.

Lord of my Soul–

I, your Poet–

Me, a Priest of Nothing–

Beg–

Wait still–

for you, My Lord–

to finally begin–

to make us–

to make me your–

   Legend.

Tachyon Violet (for Daniel)

The thing about a poem–
It travels forward backward–
The deeper you press in,
The more sense that first
–line–
Read a little while back–
Becomes defined to you–
Like a highway sign in reverse.

It purifies the colors: bright spectre!
And the mind and soul of sunlight,
Hidden, awash in sol-light, becomes
Violet violet blue
It makes all the details
Makes them real–

Tachyon definition
as the mind sees more of detail
The more it takes in
at the future’s
soak-in point--to right now.

And there you are.

Somehow, you flip-foward
time
and beauty
and me
As I walk next to you.
You, with the fear of a Local God
–quiet and intense at the prospect
of being given name.

And there and then suddenly I realize
I have
Always been right

–my whole life–
–about THIS:

Sometime ago God
–shattered–

from one being into
countless within formless

and God, speaking his own name
in his own tongue
is how he begins a prayer to himself
a prayer that before it ends,
it mentions YOU.

It all began during a big, distant bang
And will eventually fling apart too far
to see one galaxy from the next,

but, Daniel, may love–
how are YOU today?