Tounge And Sky Poem by dale garris

LOVE songs echoe in my brain, like distant oceans of crashing waves, brilliant and insane
we live in tiny worlds of thought; glistening on the skin of existence
bits and peices of real things fragment from ideas with persistance.
swallowing small parts of the sky my human skin cannot quite digest;
beauty and madness become one almost like insest
Unable to conceive; unable to taste
feeling SOO much that it feels like nothing at all
scraping my emotions from off these aging walls; and to my knees i fall
i stare into the eyes of the sun
fading logic beyond the horizon
barefoot naked and dancing; songs of long lost magic
its beautiful and crazy; and not the least bit tragic

trueth in the mouth of trueth

BEAUTIFUL
isn't it?

(11\16\09)