By Gudkarma
Date: 2002 Apr 27
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Today Is A Day


today is a day
where the sky is a color of blue
that can't be painted

today is a day
where sunlight streams into my room
in ways that can't be photographed

today has a scent
that can't be replicated inside a bottle
or written about
because a thousands black birds breathed,
and a hundred lawns were cut,
and the day heated the asphalt and dead grass
and the few leaves from autumn finally died
leaving their last breath for april's last weeks
in the days last hours
to mix
into my nose

today has a feeling of yearning
i can't explain
today water has a sharper cooler taste

today was almost perfect

i missed you today.
i miss you today.

i want your hand in mine because suddenly
the day is leaving
and my room has gone from bright colors
to shades of gray
to shades of sorrow and wanting


even my wanting is so immense it has grown a mouth
and speaks to me of its own wanting

now the light is shrinking back
to its golden palace
the bars of evening are being put up around this place
no angels can visit
only my small buddhist prayers escape between
the tightening of my shoulders
to the world

for her
and for him
and for grandpas and grandmas
por abuelas y abuelos

for every one that has stepped
behind my curtain

today
is a day
that i want you to tell me
everything
tell me nothing

all with a simple gaze.
today is a day i want you to read me Neruda
i want to see your mouth and lips
rising and falling with I Love You's
I want my mouth
to he the harbor for the ship
of secrets of your tongue

i want you to tell me
so i wont be afriad


today has a feeling to it
a strangeness

now shadows come faster
as the sun closes its eyes
my phone has died
starved from the barren plates
of silence

my skin too
is dying

even todays perfect sunlight could not keep me warm

today would have been brilliantly perfect with you

instead
it has been filled with the perfection of
everything else in the world

i hope you hear my song tonight