Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Cleanse

Hands cleansed of that ruby past, sliding into themselves,
rubbed on my damp forehead wiping those memories off like sweat,
eyes blink twice, first to recall all, second to repel,
body whispers, nerves wonder,
heart weightlessly pulls back like a swing at it's peak,
back aligns with all the momentum collapsing forward,
breathe reaching the clouds,
eyelids introduces that emptiness,
whole self lifting off into space,
counting not minutes, not hours, but days, months,
then...it all crashes like waves onto concrete.
I stare back at what's there, smiling,
nothing left.