Mixing Uppers with Uppers

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Mixing Uppers with Uppers

* Midday Lunch *

“It is easy to climb up;

climbing down again, however,

is the hard part, the pain “

is what we teach our children

on climbing trees

and how to perceive

and spot the moment

which throbs and feels like ascension

is taking place within them:

to Lights! But to lamps, or rays of suns

or forest fires,

or candles?

Like a million good questions in one second!

about moments in which

one with absolutest of certainty

will have forgotten

that he remembered

breathing;

the raw pulse of moments

in which do we begin

to lift the glass; to take the shot.

It’s aftermath and legacy

ironic, starlit ceilings

and desolate praries.

Is it not how we would describe

our children – to the fairies?

moments like – solar years

orbiting into

repeating repentance:

I missplace myself in the tranzit.

*

In my last night’s fabrication

on a field

I saw him –

a man stabbed in the back

with nines : daggers, swords and sabers –

he was kneeling;

in the epicenter

of his pain

thinking only

of all the good possibilities

etched into his, now forever,

un-moving eyes

gazing the distances

as the moments

golden and ashen

boom

in their vacant valleys,

like switches being on – and – off

and we met in the middle :

The World and I;

and agreed

how

I am not for the world,

but the world is not for me

either.

This is where you and me

wake up

then immediately inhale and do

all over again,

spin it like hula-hop;

like Cardio.

Midday – lunch.

We are the peasants in the painting

just with a Missed call

from god.

~ by Oloriel on October 9, 2020.

5 Responses to “Mixing Uppers with Uppers”

  1. Ah! How I love these meanderings and circumlocutions that make for such a delicious read. The magic in it is almost tactile, the ascension felt in the very fingertips and waking in the best possible manner. I love this bit:
    “as the moments/golden and ashen/boom//in their vacant valleys,/like switches being on – and – off/and we met in the middle”.

  2. Great post and painting!

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