Tell me now stranger, if I serve myself
In delicious ambiguity on your platter
Would you taste me bit by bit?
Would you gulp down my consciousness
Of eternity in seconds to come
Ticked in time by magenta sunsets?
Tell me now, tell me a little of your forefathers
And how you metamorphosed into the strangeness
That I see today, that I see now.
Tell me how you lived and how you laughed
And how you loved--
Tell me all of them scratch by scratch
While I measure myself.
Tell me tales of the seagulls
And how they flew overhead
When you embarked on your journey
Of ten thousand miles across light years
And seven seas’ ugly lonesome nights.
Tell me about the northern lights and the winds
That blew my slumber away in dreams to come.
Tell me now, for I long to hear them
From your lips, from your eyes.
Your voice creeps into my ruggedness
And wakes me up; stirs me down
Like a cup of freshly brewed coffee
That is how you taught me to measure myself.
And I measured this stark consciousness
Dressed in satin and silk from the
Elegant as the regal attire, delicate as the dew drop tiara
And I measured myself and grasped the meaning
Of the wondrous look in your eyes
That I am priceless!