Poem on Burroughs' dream
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Dianepop

 

seen the nights come and go
i like the roses in the night
dreams of bill in wedding gown
preparing for his flight
to the heavens...
he was smiling silently
words floating in the air
around him...
rose petals touching him all over
and he was smiling...
there are somethings
i will never understand
the pain of losing lovers
and how it fades into the night
how the night knows everything
and holds secrets many won't admit
there are somethings'
i want more than life itself
and less than death crawling
around all your denials
of the beauty around you

and bill was smiling
bill was smiling...
never afraid and never
wanting to come back
he touched the rose petals
like a cat going after
the cream again
and wanting it
more than life
and more than death
but he wasn't afraid
never afraid
to leave us all here
wondering madly
where he would go now

i've seen a lot of things
i've seen the night come and go
and caress my face
like a sweet lover
no denials
and all desire
and that's how it should be
that's how everything should be
i've seen a lot of things
but that's how it should be
i can feel it inside
and i don't wonder anymore
about bill...

i know he's safe
and he's laughing
at our mortality
and the absurdness of it all

and i know he's safe
and he's free now
and the only thing i wonder
now; is this;

AM I???

* outside people :

want to feel the roses
want to feel the flames
i see in his eyes
it never ends
life never ends
you just bury everything
in some morbid box
and i don't know
who you are anymore
not outsiders like camus
fierce and fighting quietly
not outsiders like bowie
smiling and waving
so nicely
oh i don't know you anymore
public will get me
feed on me
but i don't really know you
anymore...
life never ends
it just goes on without the
blindness that binds
us to our restrictions
life never... really ends..
you know....

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