inspired by Miles Davis, Claude McKay and me
just trying to figure it out

You
You make me rage in a 
heavenly silence
I'm a crest wave
a pungent mare
My face
Your face
in tablas and rain sticks
in rituals in misty spirits

You
you make me climb my own tree 
running from your tree
our tail watching my back
I'm a lizard
So we can live

I'm a double-headed individual
two worlds face me everyday
every every day

I'm a branch with split "in's"

In mediation I see our face-sea
in manufacturing plants...
Bottled souls
sailing on the conveyor belt
of acceptance

I must be careful
If I cannot accept myself
I just may break

               - a Butterfly's opinion -