When the World Cracks Wide Open

I'll take the world when it cracks wide open

And my mind right along with it

I'll exist there in uncertainty

Certain that it is the only place

Right then and there to be. 

Yeah, at times I wish I knew where

It's all leading other than death

For it's between birth and death

That it gets interesting. 

Two or three years on the island of my mind

Out go the shoots and tendrils of a life

Into the soil of dreams and sometimes harsh reality

Wet and dry, sterile and fecund with the ripeness 

Of endless permutative possibilities

Is it yet I've found a home for my restless heart and mind?

Tis the world I think that I embrace

Too full and rich at times …

Spilling over in tears and blood and love

Engulfing me in joy

Of the woman I've come to love

my family, friends and people I love

The commonality of our struggle 

In living and loving our lives. 

David McCullough

January 26, 2014

Old San Juan, Puerto Rico

Upon the eve, this twas my thought

I wish
that you would come to me tonight.
To make me forget
the harm and hurt and pain
of life's trespasses.

To wash me clean
in a spiritual paroxysm of your skin
gainst mine heart.

Tis this ideal
that no one alive shall nor can meet
nor I can hope for.

I need no saviour
but your touch, your skin, your mouth
your spirit
upon my heart.

Tread gently
I bite hard
cry at death
revel in the struuggle of blood , death,
anger.

I'll possess thee
but you shall consume me
in sex love passion consummation
of all that we dreamed and life gave unasked for.

You do not know me but we do…
late as it is
I think of you.…84 as you were
I'm in love with you
and much as tho you were kissing me in that secret place.

Oh yes my love.
You are not dead to me
each night I am with you
and a thousand years
is spent in your eyes, and arms and lips and thighs and mind.

And more and more and more till I am lost in you and me and us.

Written September 25, 2009.