Taken earlier today, before I took a jetlag-laden nap. I was mildly concerned that if I took a nap in the afternoon I would be unable to sleep this evening, but now it’s evening here in Perth and I’m here to tell you, I will have no trouble sleeping. 34 hours of travel is exhausting.
First impression of Perth: Seems nice, and more than a little bit like San Diego in terms of climate and vibe. There are worse places to be like.
Off to do a little writing and then sleeeeeeep.
In the Dark of Light
In the light I play,
porous and awash under sun,
where the colours are more
than they are, strewn upon the ground
in their wildest symmetries –
and I am emerging into
all that I am, until the
sun sees through me
and I can’t bring my body to
hold its luminescence –
I close my eyes and wait
for nature’s rhythms to carve
smooth this rupture.
Colors and shapes dance ecstatic
before my eyes to their own echo, and in
this shadowy place I retreat,
not quite unafraid, having birthed
in its swell of memories,
certain now that the absence of
earthly hues I’ve tried to
forge into my skin is
so I enter and rest, soothing
my frantic chest, swimming through
and whispering into the silence
while my bones quiver, threatening to fall –
I reach one hand out to catch
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