The Hunger For Simplicity
The Hunger For Simplicity
We need to leave our homes
and everything inside them.
We need to leave our families
and our names and our promises.
Just for the afternoon.
We need to meet in a garden
where it is quiet
and nothing moves.
Let's take off all of our clothes.
Let's take off our burdens,
and our stories
and all the things that we think we know.
I don't want to practice with you
the parts of ourselves we have already mastered:
our hands, our faces, especially our voices.
We can leave that loveliness to beginners.
What I want to learn about
is everything that remains:
Your eyes- and where they lead to.
Your mind- and all it invents.
Your dreams- now that you're awake.
Bring me to that place deep within you
which you have chosen and built
just for yourself.
Make love to me there,
for as long as you want to,
without your beautiful body
We need to leave our homes
and everything inside them.
We need to leave our families
and our names and our promises.
Just for the afternoon.
We need to meet in a garden
where it is quiet
and nothing moves.
Let's take off all of our clothes.
Let's take off our burdens,
and our stories
and all the things that we think we know.
I don't want to practice with you
the parts of ourselves we have already mastered:
our hands, our faces, especially our voices.
We can leave that loveliness to beginners.
What I want to learn about
is everything that remains:
Your eyes- and where they lead to.
Your mind- and all it invents.
Your dreams- now that you're awake.
Bring me to that place deep within you
which you have chosen and built
just for yourself.
Make love to me there,
for as long as you want to,
without your beautiful body
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Oh How We Hunger (2011 Series),
Poems
The Collaborator
I move, but I don't ask you
and you follow me.
Together.
And then you bend us to something that is yours.
I want to follow you there,
But on the way
without planning it,
without naming it,
we both move now to another place.
The perfect place to head for.
Did you hear it before you saw it?
Can I see it now?
We will meet at the same time
And we will discover there together
what we had forgotten but had always known:
Invention.
What of it can we keep?
Are it's roots stretched deep enough to grow wild?
and you follow me.
Together.
And then you bend us to something that is yours.
I want to follow you there,
But on the way
without planning it,
without naming it,
we both move now to another place.
The perfect place to head for.
Did you hear it before you saw it?
Can I see it now?
We will meet at the same time
And we will discover there together
what we had forgotten but had always known:
Invention.
What of it can we keep?
Are it's roots stretched deep enough to grow wild?
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Poems
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