Pi

Doctor it's not your T that i desire
there are rocks in your ashram among the stones
jewels and diamonds in the rough
silver and gold mixed in with time
fear and desire in your blinding light
mixed mathematicians and artists
with their timing send
letters to their teachers with their minds

Psychic warriors with families delight
in your council
and then run with fright
when the battle turns into a long days journey
into night

Jeeps and Jaguars and Porshe Baxters
Mitsubishi Eclipse and the full moon remind
me that aliens and angels and warriors exist
in the pages of my romance novel dedicated to u
Porceline Harlequine dolls dressed in black and white
with dark eyes and olive skin
speak volumes with their presence

Alice in Wonderland wonders how to make herself small
to fit through your tiny door
and drinks the potion
to see the waves in your hair
and touch the line of your jaw
trace the aqualine of your nose
in my mind

Six two with perfect bones
walking past the Amityville Horror
on your way to the symphony

My Stanley with a jagged smile
standing in a leather jacket
with Nike on his feet
He stands and says
I like what she's done with the place
pointing at my partners calander
as I bang my head against the concrete wall
again

Crushed, impatient, confused
shifting through my humanity
praying that the battle has not been lost
and that I will not be tossed into the
storm of the century again

To awaken as Dorthy caught in
the eye of the hurricane
with frogs and fish in my hair
holding a pair of red shoes
on the way to Wicked
with the man on the moon

They tell me I have your sympathy
in writing on a thank you card
as i make a u-turn
to the pizza parlor
anxiously awaiting a decision best left
to fate

It's up to me to call the man
of steel
As I sit contemplating painting
chairs
and turning wooden crosses on
their side
to signify peace and redemption
in the room with invisible walls.


Basketball, football, hockey
games and trinity remind me
that you must be flesh and bone
in 2008

Echoes of you linger in the
empty corridors of my mind and
I believe i must see you

Pi