A Peering Into The Soul

A Peering Into The Soul
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It’s Been A While
June 16, 2008, New York City:

It’s been a while.

Almost feel like I’ve been cheatin’ on you;
even if I’ve been as true as the Mississippi
river running its ol’ black water, and that full moon,
shining down on me—indeed, I almost feel
like I’ve been cheatin’ on you.

It’s been a long time you see.
Rose, Olive & Me.
Olive on Olive
Rose en Rose
Just Me.

It’s been a long time you see.
And I’m hankering
for that sort of sordid, fey, wayward
diurnal and often, diagonal inspiration
once again.

Once again,
It’s been a long time you see,
I’ve been doin’ shit and stuff,
keeping busy, biding time
vying to make life seem meaningful.

But then, whenever I come back to you
I get this pleasantly wretched feeling
that I’ve been wasting my time regardless—
nonetheless and allthemore;
‘cause I see Olive on the kitchen floor,
skim through stories of strangers and feel the muddy feet,
find open mouths running, and cleavage clinging to the light;
the cumulous looming of surly monsoons
warming me, teaching me all that is wrong with being right;
and once again, I am inspired
to go beyond on the tired and common and all that what is required of me
to venture into the dark green and challenging,
prodding, piquing, poking, bleeding broods of imagination.

Yes, it’s been a while.
Almost feel like I’ve been cheatin’ on you—
looks like I left you at a poem called Yellow,
playing with, heat; thus, again, we meet—in this heady wherefore of reality.