# CLEANSED

> to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die

**Published by:** [Circuit Dreams](https://paragraph.com/@circuitdreams/)
**Published on:** 2024-08-23
**URL:** https://paragraph.com/@circuitdreams/cleansed

## Content

you’re too late i’ve no idea how high is too high for heat that slickens my poison come to me floating your scarf falls away i see your throat like an angel paused in the work of daring me to travel thighs of i am here i am flesh i am that which waves in tidal pools trying to attract you do i have your attention not yet i am the raft in the wine-stream running down to be cleansed what better way to die perhaps trapped in legend the breeze i dream of pines & ripples but you put me under again how is it possible so far from shore softly do you hear me twist & swirl as you write stories about wolves & hunger you seem to think them new but no tale can be invented that hasn’t already been told by the sea it’s like how we’re all afraid of not finding the words but the more we say the harder it gets because language is like heroin you think you’re using it but it’s really the other way & you realize too late but by then you don’t care you’re spellbound & isn’t it wonderful tapping on the glass of what could have been all the great loves blow away with each word at least you have the one about the little girl & the boy & the girl & the boy & on it goes but it doesn’t matter now all this freezing for future who will listen when the star by whose light you splash page after page with ink will explode but that’s not true it will fizzle & wink out like a torch held by the hunter seeking that which guards his soul but he’s too deep in the maze & all that’s left is flickering & a string of futures he’ll never see if only he hadn’t listened to the bards & their drunken lies though not ill intentioned he just didn’t know how much salt to take with each serving being a simple child & warm like the one he remembers so dimly but yes she kept him warm at night as his mind sought the wind but it’s not a thing you see that is what we know here at the bottom it can’t be found because are you ready i mean really ready alright don’t say i didn’t warn you it’s because mind isn’t a thing but a capacity to reveal that is why you’ll never find it no matter how many mountains you climb you won’t find its shape though your head is round & your heart a vague pear that is the real fruit of the garden oh you thought it was an apple yes it’s a common mistake made by those swinging through space but there’s nothing i can do about it & i don’t really want to because you refuse to look & i’ve gotten used to it & have come to like it in fact as things are much quieter now here in the dark

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