June: A fever dream
Seems like sea's rerun tonight,
in the east, the wind blows
with a weathering glow.
And June, returns with another mush
Disturbed, I can't look back—
The leaf is turning brown,
A sign of leaving its cordless drill,
But the faded blue remains still.
Two decades, four thousand oaks
remain in askew, let me tell you—
Let me tell you he begs, "It's not the tale
of wizards. Without jerk, without flipping
We must return to the way it seeks."
Albeit June, is a fever dream.
The moon's waiting for the bewitching figure,
Come back to the cinematic orchestra,
The sea calls out, transportation of its
frantic pleas.
In another lifetime tale, it swarms
With its open arm, who can you touch?
Not far, not neat, not near, not bear,
The sweet pang trails down, in a bone
crushing hug, call out! Call out! Call—
if darkness was alive in Watertown.
"I won't reach out for light,"
June stands up from the momentum
silence, napped, mapped, amped
for maple syrup, but the pale face
wears down ghostly adventures.
"In another life, let me live in pretence.
Like a young leaf, leading, clinging
to its youth, group of running miles
in the mountaintop, quest for another
home," June hushed down its whiskey hope.
But where is home?
Ever changing places, with sunset valley
From moving too fast more than light,
getting blind, having memories fall
asleep in the juxtaposition box.
H o m e : a foreign word form out
of syllables, stressing in unnecessary hints,
dis-stressing on leaving things.
June lays down, huffed out its breath
No more building, no more hunting,
Affairs run into little less things, more
than nothing, then it takes out a leap
out of fright.
June stands, June wanders, June lurks
in the shadow, in the shower of rain,
in the gluten rays, of light and daylight
savings in dark blue lights,
June makes home in every way.
Like the ingredients on my favourite dish,
waltz around a little bit, my pen dried
up with the blazing heat—
But I hear June, in the meadow drive,
in another lifetime.
— 2nd June, 2024.
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Dedicated to each and everyone who's been in this journey with me and specially to Junie's! (If you know, you know) An ode to ever-growing journey.
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