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We swam through the miles

We swam through the miles of back-lit stars
Hanging like pale gemstones above black velvet,
The inlet dropping warm saliva from the seas
Upon our valiantly upturned faces.

You passed through all my slow wheeling dreams,
A spent wave of once-occult feelings,
Though a moon still comes now and then
To rebuke me with its petulant gaze.

All that was new and carefully folded;
Never opened, in our love blind patience
Stirs now, like a wounded bird in shadow;
Because we never tested our wings.

The ocean spread itself bravely, shore to shore
But we remained earthbound;
Afraid we could not withstand two weathers;
Afraid we would lose sight of future landings.

The stars overhead signed their names off in frost,
But our compass was already submerged;
As East and West were plundered like twin wrecks,
We sailed off the sides of the map, into our own icy Sargasso.
Patti Masterman



We wait for love

We wait for love in thirsty dust, in dry heaving death,
We wait for love to sprout flypaper wings from nothingness,
To rise visible above fallow fields of dirt and cadavers.
We would promise that just over the horizon
There is a paradise, and fruit groves;
Seasons of plenty, and august grapes on the vine.
We write odes to love, and last testaments,
We dedicate our firstborn and will our last breath,
Plead with hands on hearts
Eyes raised toward heaven,
We pledge ourselves and we drink a toast
That all things touched by love should rightly prosper.

Love is more taciturn and complex,
Love's desires are opaque and discreet:
Wanting what it wants and what it doesn't,
And wanting it when, where, and for it's own undeclared purposes,
In its own good time or this moment or never;
Not wanting its name on fruit baskets or vineyards,
Not wanting to propagate itself,
Not liking wanton displays of bribery-
Choosing a few only, and letting the rest go to rot.

We reconcile ourselves to it by imagining
Love as an esoteric business; that no man
Could ever understand it's ends;
We don't want to admit even to ourselves that it's all governed
By chance or proximity; or by the amount of gold
Gleaming on somebody else's wineglasses.
Patti Masterman



We Wear Human

We wear human we crave freedom
The burden of the flesh hangs lightly upon us
We're crowned with breath because we breathe
We're cursed with death because we grieve

We're larger brains we're endless curiosity
We're insatiable lovers our seasons longest
We wear ourselves out like vehicles of delight
Discard the flesh go back to the light
Patti Masterman



We worship where the world itself

We worship where the world itself
wants to be touched,
it's diamond fever burning up the moon's brilliance
until the rose-entwined morning;
sleep wedding us to the day,
as the sky gods rise above
like the blood of a beautiful dove
sacrificed against implacable altars of evening.

Your hungry heart holds you
suspended between vast pillars of a dream,
where warm constant winds
may drink their fill of a sweet trust,
and where the lingering taste
hides like the petals of flowers at dusk:
the bouquet of night is always near
to those, whose other voice is music.
Patti Masterman
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