the final sojourn

I have in my WILL endorsed

my bier should have four parachutes
one at each end
lest I decide on the earth to descend
yet once again
as I'd not know
how the world will toil
without my poetry
tilled from my mind's soil

albeit no one may listen to me
try to abandon the aircraft
shall remain a desire so carefree
ere the final destination of the sojourn
at the far end of never ending space
I hope to move on

Albeit

now you add on..
the place of RV

In spite of human cruelty,
the sun still shines everyday.
She cares not who's rich or poor,
but simply knocks on every door,
or creeps through the windowsill
to end the gloom and quit the chill,
then weaves her threads a perfect shawl
to warm when coldness starts to crawl.
The grass is nourished and the beast
whenever she smiles at the east.

It only takes a minute or two
to feel how much her love is true.

Stillletto heels
and sandalwood musk
Tangle the dream catcher’s snare

Siren call
Penetrates unguarded
the
Drunken lies
Pouring through pity
Sweetening the dream

Silken hair binds the web
Shimmering
Whipping the lather
Frothing with want
Sinew bends

suffocating air
torched by passion
Gasps upon lips
wine soaked
and wanting

thrusts penetrate
the dawns break
to the window seat view

cabin fever should not be a possibility
with so much family around.
their presence should simply counter the lonely
the madness

I am at home now, technically
but I feel so cold and no one notices
you would notice.
you call me from your house
and tell me you want to go home.

my stomach is sick and empty
I just don't get hungry anymore
my head spins as laurie tells me i'm going too fast
ease off the gas
don't use the brake
look over your shoulder
listen to my exact instructions.