inside a heaven we once were... #NaPoWriMo Day 29

inside a heaven we once were 

<part one>

we had become 
regulars at the midnight diner 
i was the stranger 
from out of town 
weary eyed shoulder folk 
in or out would lean depending 
on what booty they thought 
needed being hidden 
from my curious sight 

there was a gift stand 
by the cash register 
knick knack bric-à-brac 
and all sorts of things 
that called for you to touch them 
fobs and frillies 
snow globes and sillies 
sayings, painted and sewn 
onto all sorts of things 
my favorite was the plain white tee 
with this little poem 
stenciled onto it 

"a journey is a radio ride 
can the soul become 
carnage ready wear 
a corpse ware 
a scent forgotten 
rotten, bitten into 
smitten for your gold too" 

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<part two>

at first we'd gone the wise way 
we went wolf mother 
flow garden hoe soft Earth routine 
it was always Spring and the birds 
gave us reason to puts eggs 
in baskets, task the day 
with purpose and not beyond 
the night 
which had always 
belonged to longing 

memory is a 
slippery fast
 teeming background music 
and not important 
to the knife of being young 

you were said 
to have held hope 
but gave no indication 
while eye had become 
a lantern less crawl 
a nose to know, an awl 
and often fantasized 
being raked by well done nails 
their slow tracing intention 
their guile wisdom whys 
applied leverage 
ages well enough 
to become wise 

there was a hula bobble girl 
on the way out 
near the gum machine 
she seemed to dance her way to say 
a womb wears us inside to when 
we go from quiet 
to speeding through 
every window then 
the poetry 
of can we 
smell to see 
where it was 
we came to feel 
being, outside heaven 
when the snow stops falling 
and almost everyone makes sure 
they wobble too 
left in love and woo 
red shift blue 

EJR © 

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