Benjamin Michael Clark

(06/22/90 / Mattydale, NY)

Stream of Consciousness


Rubbing a dandelion on your skin. Oh, is that how it begins? Yellow scent of gladness just to relieve the sadness? When the morning dew comes too soon and the sunset arrives too late? Do you long for the tulips to lick your ankle when passing by? Do the bunnies ever hop in your direction and stare into your eyes, like they do mine? Do you believe that all living things talk to us in their own way that's only felt in our hearts? When did you become so kind? Was it at first flash of kind light? Did it split your heart in two only to put it back together in order to show you that the heart can be given out? Have you thought about ladybugs and how big the world is to them? Do you think they know they're good luck? Where was your first kiss? Where was your first sip of tea and was it as good as the tea you gave me? When you were created did the skies dip a drop of themselves in your eyes to tell us you're heavenly? When was your first epiphany? Was it just now? Oh- so you just realized how great you are. Did you think it was a joke? Could you dip a finger in my pool of consciousness to touch my fear and send it off somewhere far far away? Did you know that you were the first star ever created and the sun shines on you each day out of jealousy? Do you ever touch the strands of gold sheltering your head? Did you know Mother Teresa chose you? Are you the mourning dove outside my window? Is this too much? Should I hush or just ride the tide all the way to shore and push you back out in ebb to catch a wave and surf back along the coast with me to reassure that we're nothing in this- ah- so- so- something world covered in connections and swirls of centuries uncured.

Submitted: Thursday, May 09, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, January 14, 2014

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  • Danny Draper (5/20/2013 2:51:00 AM)

    An extensive list of pleasant experiences and sensations to delight the mind and senses while surfing and streaming that consciousness. (Report) Reply

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