October 05, 2004

Chasing Perfection

too close to my face
twisted glass distorts my plans
it breaks off pieces of clarity
they fall to the abyss in confusion
never go alone they tell me
why am I not safe
when you say I am yours?
why am I here
when my heart beats another rhythm?
not this unknown cacophony
I wait and wait to be set free
give me a tool that I might grow this seed
or a pen that I will record your echoes
as the dawn flutters into this veiled room

do you guard these hidden dreams for a time to come
is the flavor wasting away, dry and tasteless?
are they blind to your incensed lead of love?
let death wait, this time is precious
reveal the harvest, bind the traitors
I wait with eyes closed
and tears on the ground.


  1. I love the poem, so much, that I can't put it into words (as I'm not usually much of a poet myself). I understand your poetry, but it's still very complex, and prayerful, and beautiful...beautiful. wow, saturday eh? that's crazy fast. what have you been doing down there?

  2. hey ashley, echoing katrina's words, this poem is beautiful. it has a very fragile feel to it, and is filled with thoughts and ideas and prayers, some of which are revealed, while others are kept secret.

    my favourites lines are these:
    "never go alone they tell me
    why am I not safe
    when you say I am yours?"