planetary archipelago

unspecific sadness
misdirected anger
unpredictable worry;

a maelstorm of raw
emotions racing in my
mind and the way the
moon is so near and
so far and so far i
can barely breathe
the atmosphere up
here but within a
million years i'll
learn to wrestle
the emotional im-
balance of the world
in my sleep but not in
my dreams and anais
sings to me - telling me
i see people as i am and
not as they are and that
must be maddening if the
world you see is normally
somewhat normal and the
words add up and don't
add up and i know you
wish i would just shut
up.

down here on the moon -
as the whole universe is
above me and around me
and i slip into metaphors and
fantasy to save me because i
don't have a million or more
years to go through it all in
my mind and the time and
the song and the sigh and
the yawn and the long,
drawn out thoughts ...

surrounded by bodies
of water not
islands per se -
the water in between
the land and the not-land -
assaulted with memories and
it's impossible to dodge raindrops
when they come so close together
drenching you in revery of all the
moments up til now and all the
minutes not yet reached and
the way the moon looks on
the beach with a single
palm swaying in my
field of vision and
there are many
layers, many
people, and
many good-
byes, bad-
byes sur-
prise eyes...

nonsense to mend the chaos
words to collect the order
love to bond the archipelago
together