Do Not Touch Me Softly

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“Never could
I
breath love
If I did not
First learn
To inhale
A little bit
Of chaos”

You don’t understand
My love
That in my mind
Is a restless
Chaotic…
Furious beast

A beast that desires
To be everyone…
Do everything
I must consume the world
Through all my senses
And embrace both pleasure and pain

So do not touch me softly
A light caress
Will send me spinning…
Crashing…into the void
Please, hold me firmly
Bind me with the press
Of your skin to mine.

-LM Jones
(Quote: Christopher Poindexter)

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Infinite

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“Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced
and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
of our wishes–do you recall?”

Oh! There you are!
Flowing with the night
Under the same star
Burning in our sight

An August harvest moon
Hangs heavy in a gown of coal
As cicadas hum and croon
Their music enfolds me as I stroll

Are you watching the sky?
The universe is a grand show
If I tip forward would I fly?
Fingertips reach, catching the flow

You see what I see
Perhaps you dream the same dream
Of all the lives that we could be
Ah, but things are not as they seem

So, in darkness I lay on still warm earth
Soft grass beneath open palm
A being of infinite worth
I breath, and I am calm.

-LM Jones
(Quote: Rainer Maria Rilke)

Nostalgia

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“All my life
My heart has sought
A thing I cannot name”

Hello again, old friend
Carrying with you that old ache,
Like a rheumatism

Yes,
I recognize you, unkind familiar,
as you gnaw at my belly.
My throat clenches and my heart quickens.

Longing,
Like a scorching lava
Oozing through my veins.
What is it, this desire that pulls
At platinum threads?

I thrash and scream
And it’s a silent roar
Through my confused mind.

You are never kind enough
to enlighten,
Old friend.

In the barren halls of my thoughts,
One word echos:

Something…
Something…
Something…

What you are just floats,
as always,
on the cusp of consciousness.
You flit out of the reach
Of my groaning attempts at capture.

Yes,
Hello again, old friend.
You cabalistic ghost.
You offer no explanation,
and no comfort.

I’m forever alone with the sense of an unwitnessed miracle,
And a happiness left unfulfilled.

Powerless, I wrap my arms around my aching heart.
The echo comes as a tidal wave,
beating me as it crashes.
And so,
Bruised, bloodied, scarred,
I cling to that one word as an anchor

Something…
Something…
Something…

-LM Jones
(Quote: Hunter S Thompson)

A Creature of Flight

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“She was broken from moment to moment, watching her world collide she felt lost inside herself. She fell apart for a passion that flamed beneath her. She waited and died a hundred times, it dripped from her pores. The moment she let go, she soared over the stillness like the star she was born to be.”

And I was a creature of flight
Dancer in realms of air
Beloved of clouds and light
Silken feathers, golden and fair

And I was a creature both violent and free
Hurricane breath with tsunami eyes
Daughter of the tempest breeze
Rainbow phoenix in blazing skies

And I was a creature of the stars
Infinitesimal child of night
Pulled along the dust trails of Mars
For all was beautiful within my sight.

-LM Jones
(Quote: RM Drake)

Moonlight Sonata

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“And I, infinitesimal being,
Drunk with the great starry void,
Likeness, image of mystery,
Felt myself a pure part
Of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
My heart broke loose on the wind.”

Beneath the keening stars
I was lying in softest grass
Golden light of Mars
The moon could not surpass

Delicious breeze of Fall
Gently kissing exposed skin
Demanded no less than all
Frozen tears upon chin

The beauty of the singing void
The universe burned bright for me
Light drifted to eyes and toyed
Visions only I could see

Slowly
I began to sleep
Lowly
My thoughts would keep

Under the chaos I discovered my rest
For yes, my soul was unsound
Yet, in that moment I felt blessed
Pieces of me longing to be found.
-LM Jones

(Quote: Pablo Neruda.
Painting: Jon Masters https://m.facebook.com/thehomelessartist)

No Bird

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“I am no bird and no net ensnares me.”

I’ll fly to you my dear
And eat from your open hand

Perched there, I preen and croon
A song for you alone

Oh how you love the surrender of wild things
Shaping them to your will

I must warn you my love
Do not mistake my acquiescence

I’ll never sit tame in a cage for you
Not always respond to your entreat

For the world is my domain
And The sky my home.

-LM Jones
(Quote: Jane Eyre)