collision

and... because i am, yet again, bogged down with too much information i will be posting more poetry instead of plant write-ups.  i do promise, however, that several excellent posts will be here soon (i also need to find the cord for my camera so i can upload photos--i have tons of pictures!)--portraits of bloodroot, angelica & tobacco are all on their way.
until then, here are some more words:

I'm not sure this tumbling would resolve anything.

But, the lack--

the stillness of action

is eating my skin.

As i was walking, downhill

a scene played out in my mind:

"Give me your eyes," she said

as he opened his mouth

and she wanted to take the silver-spoon-slung with sugar

dress her eyes with sugar and coal

and feed him her stare.

Watch her eyes slink down his throat

licking, shivering tongue

your sweat

in my mouth

and i trip, distracted

but do not fall.

Poised mid-air collision with the wind

only a stumble

i wished for the pain

the full flat-facesmashed crash

knees scraped

to be pushed--facedown in the dirt

stones kneading my shoulders, heaving

(let my animal loose for awhile, please...)

let me

drink in the air that surrounds you

let me

use my mouth to breathe

instead of just

host tears of saliva

(the jitters are rushing the air out of my lungs)

i need to hold onto something.

I need to surrender

(let me let go of the wheel for awhile)

but my fingers, despite themselves, grip it far too tightly.

Knuckles red and swollen.

Let me

please--

release.