Collective Epiphanies

Inspired by a dream...

Cobblestones are burning beneath the street lights.
They say
we’re walking with too much friction.
We need to be cool.
The sky is choking clouds
and making faces at me.
Stop pretending to be and
just be.
We’ve already seen who you can be,
now, just be you.

As if trying to make more space for something
the traffic rearranges itself.
The streets have no idea what merging is
and the singing birds have not yet learned
that fire sirens aren't

their brethren's calls returned.

I told you there was something here
and laughing you twirled sunlight around your finger.
You painted the air with presence,
I still have trouble breathing.
If you put your ear against my chest
you can hear the ocean in my lungs
rising to the pull of your moonlight skin.
Your
gravity.

You laugh at me
when I tell you nice things.
You can’t take me seriously.
That’s why I do.

I get so lost sometimes
I almost know where I am again.
You catch me in your Rubix-kaleidoscopic eyes
and whisper under your breath,
This is just the beginning
Even if it’s the end of something else.

I wanted you to know,
it wasn’t always this beautiful.

You helped me notice.

Flocks of crayon colored static drips from stereo speakers
from beings caught between frequencies
of broadcasted solitude in-between radio stations.
A daydream is stuck in your head
as you hum a song
no one has ever heard.
Where did you learn to bend notes so beautifully?
You laugh at me again,
not taking me seriously.
Honestly.
We must have traveled here in a pensive hourglass.
The sand spinning like a halcyon tornado in our sleep,
saying,
Take your time.
You deserve it.

I forget things easily
so be patient with me, please,
because in this place, you hold 
all collective epiphanies.

I know I’m going to wake soon.

I close my eyes and wait for eternal to pass.
I can smell rain.
As each moment echoes off our breath like reverb
all six billion hearts beat at once and everything stops.
I feel your hand close around mine,
I hear you breathe to say something,
I open my eyes,
and everything
stops.

Author's Note

... I'm gonna miss her.
Here's daydream music.

Reviews

[Sabbath_Nikole]

What the hell dude. You just blew me outa the water with this stuff. spins sunligh around her finger? Rubix-kaleidoscopic eyes? You can hear the ocean in my lungs
Rising to the pull of your moonlight skin? Only a few of my favorite lines. Dude, i think i just fell in love with youuuuuu! Seriously, printing this s**t out and putting it on my wall for inspiration. A-f*****g-mazing. For real. Beautiful.

[Drake Ryder]

And you say this poem was inspired by a dream? Quite interesting. And quite good too.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

the nine inch nails song gives it more flavor too by the way..

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

I love your images.. so vivid.. and metaphoric.. gonna miss her.. i know the feeling well of missing .. this is electric and i applaud your writing skills.

I told you there was something here
And laughing you twirled sunlight around your finger
You painted the air with presence
I still have trouble breathing
If you put your ear against my chest
You can hear the ocean in my lungs
Rising to the pull of your moonlight skin
Your
Gravity

" you can hear the ocean in my lungs " wonderful !

Chloe

[These Haunted Hallways]

Ooh, this was lovey! Excellent imagery and very powerful! Even the song fits perfectly with it as well. Beautiful stuff, great job!!

M.

[Undying Glory]

absolutely brilliant work, phenomenal stuff. absolutely vivid and sweet, this poem really has everything

[Poeticpiers]

A most beautifully written piece of free form poetic prose capturing that feeling most of us know or have known I applaud loudly

[Miss Coral]

I can only imagine how you think with imagery this intensely perfect.
Beautiful writing. Actually, it didn't even seem like writing. More like fragile tendrils of pure thought. Like a painting, but with so many more facets.
Incredible job. I am most definitely looking forward to reading more from you.
Into my library you go. 100/100

Coral

[A.Lee]

How captivating! You had my eyes pinned to your words the entire way through. How wistfully and beautifully written. You know what this reminded me of? Watercolors. Thats how your words presented themselves. As light watery colors creating a beautiful painting, so serene. I like the way you incorporated simple things like traffic separating for an emergency vehicle and made them seem so much more profound.

Your imagery was off the chart. Your descriptive word choice was amazing. "Rubix-kaleidoscope eyes", "Flocks of crayon colored static drips from stereo speakers" and I loved this stanza:

"I told you there was something here
And laughing you twirled sunlight around your finger
You painted the air with presence
I still have trouble breathing
If you put your ear against my chest
You can hear the ocean in my lungs
Rising to the pull of your moonlight skin
Your
Gravity"

Absolutely one of my favorites. Excellent job!

[Ishan Sadwelkar]

F*****g amazing pictorial descriptions. Painful, mature and smooth. Stark in places.
Overall very enjoyable, deserves to be read again and again.

[Kazian]

i really like the last paragraph (or whatever its called...)