Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Dripping

     Dripping from my throbbing head
thoughts and memories fading beyond history
     into timelessness
          never happened
     happening
          never will
     Regret repeats drop upon drop
Drop
     Drop
          Drop
     Drip upon drop
          Drooping upon conscious below conscience
My limbs drooping
     fingertips, willow strands kissing the ground

What am I worth?
     Beans in the world
     Rich in Heaven
My hands offer only dust
     from tickling the earth, playing in the dirt

Love and hate of self of others
     Love the King yet act in self
          dripping
               dripping
                    intentions circle the drain
                    praying for a plug