question marks, etc.

what happens when your feet grow to fill the shoes
which sounded the footsteps that you feared as a child?
what happens when you hate yourself and love yourself
in equal measure, for the very same reasons? why must everything be
such a goddamn struggle? can no one ever simply be happy?
is this need for controversy universal? and if it weren’t in us,
would we ever have any hope of self-improvement?
do you react in the same way as me to the everyday
bullshit that is thrown at you? do the protons and electrons in your brain
have the same positive and negative charges, the same familiar spin, as those
which are in mine? is there any brain out there which is not in some way
fundamentally fractured? who among us can raise their hand? who among us
can claim to be clean? where is the gold at the end of this rainbow?
why do i feel so sick so often?
where is god? what is love? who are you? what am i? if i push you,
will you fall?

yes I will Yes

inspired by james joyce's ulysses

yes for the beauty of it
understanding the opposite
the light on her face
half hidden shadows and
yes I loved her yes I love her yes
she was young and even if
later if older were we to become
stuck flies stuck
oh just for the beauty just for her beauty
just for loves sake yes
love loves to love oh to love yes
the seedcake the jessamine the opoponax her skin her hair yes
just for the detail yes
she and she now and she forever yes
just for her love
up on the mountain nobody just a mothergoat
no one to see
up in the jessamines yes
love for loves sake oh
yes if she yes
the beauty of yes all from a woman all for
that young one if yes if seedcake if
love loves to yes
mountain alone kissing was kissed
yes I will Yes.