I want

I want to collect your "nothings"

and turn them into my everything

I want to fill these walls with you

your scent, your essence, your you

to make up for your absence

I want to taste the sky before I die

and swim to the bottom of the deepest lake

then come up to the sound of screaming: she's alive

and receive a hero's welcome for my trouble

I want to bask in the glow of eternity

with your pen turning me immortal

with all its fine strokes and silly references

and all these petty words and minor smiles

I want to turn the silence into sighs

and the hollowness inside of me to fillings

and feelings as raw and refreshing as the primordial morning

I want to feel something, anything

inspired, belligerent, placated, inflated

amused, triste, insatiable, inflammable--

alive and in love and in touch with the world

I want

to be

a part (apart)

and not only that

but to create

something

beyond

that makes a few words on a page

turn into parallel realities

that begin and end with the one thing

I want.

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

so great to read you again, i really enjoyed this. This reminds what a wonderful soul you are.

:))

[Amanda Granger]

Aw, thanks, Antonio! I appreciate that ^_^ I've posted some other new poems more recently too. The new semester started, so I'll probably be updating more sporadically again. I'll have to review some of your more recent writing as well. Glad you liked it. :)