Paella

My family tree has been shaken
Rattled
Rolled
Leaves have let go of the monkey bars
Roots remain
Cancer of the brain
Lungs
Theives
Light candles in the temple and
Leave
Pages are leaves
Pulp and paper
Back to my family tree

A burning bush
A raging fire
Stoked

My face is not my book cover
My cover is not my story
It lies
In the woven words
A web
Does that entice you?

I must be close to death
Is that what joy is all about?
Perhaps some consequence is
Written in the stars
The gospel according to Romeo

The word
Words
Sprinkled like black pepper
In my paella
A medley of
Flavors fused in my
Mind
I don’t mind
I transcend

My feet on the ground
Keep me here
There
In your heart
Forgive me
Or don’t

I am gone
Nowhere
To places I’ve never been

Do you understand
?

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