just blues

if you were mine eye would refuse heaven
eyeve
concealed my thoughts from view
my actions, but
behind this veil of insensate
beneath the smoke, eye long
for you 2 unearth my holding place
want
you 2 write your dreams on my sides
your sensual ever after keep me from shivering
keep
the ice of reality off my back
and make my skin radiant
my eyes dance with strange little wonders
eye. can’t. think.
of anything beyond your touch…
eye can remember the box eye kept
when eye first extolled you in secret
when eye held
loosely
on2 the moments of weak
and passing glories, but
when did eye drink your philter?
when did you make me
do wrong by your sister?
how do you touch me
in places she can’t reach,
under lock and key?
she’s wonderful, your sister
but of all your mother’s children
you are the loveliest of them all, my
stormy monday
come one day early, so
undo my composure
leave it on the floor with my once beloved jazz
and give me that out of body experience, give
me my sin again
eye leave the cold of reality behind
and drink your complexity
your kiss
your saturations
your cool…
no room for their white
or their black
2night
its just your blues

~ by abnegation on August 28, 2008.

6 Responses to “just blues”

  1. eye am not a machine alice! eye am not a bloody machine!

    :)

  2. Dare I say, my opinion may be bias?!!!

    last line–”just my blues” maybe, no?

    philter with a ph-?

    I love the poem, esp. love “write your dreams on my sides.” Sultry.

    Could it be that everyone else reading is lost in the unstated? Is the poem a code? (are they all codes;)

  3. eye dont know what eye just did…but eye messed up something…. sorry!

    anyhoo…yeah…eye thought about that for the last line, but wanted it 2 be a little bigger than just me? this myriad of color and form and function and movement!

    philter as in bewitching. emotional succubus. love potion #9. wait, do eye need a dictionary?

    and eye dont know if anything is unstated…. eye just wanted confusing. blues is tangible and jazz isnt…not the other way around. and she isnt physical for him. when you smell something so pronounced you can taste it, but metaphysical…. psychological apoplexy.

    what?

    aaarrrrrggggg! eye went 2 far. now eye wanna delete it! lol!

  4. ‘if you were mine eye would refuse heaven’

    beautiful and powerful and it just gets better from there,…. dont you dare delete it!

  5. (smiling) thank you! thank you! thank you! you have spoken and eye shant delete a thing!
    :)

  6. pls read new post…

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