“Slightly Mysterious Bruises”

May 21, 2016




“I don’t know what it is
But you got to do it
I don’t know where to go
But you got to be there
I don’t know where to fall
But I know that it’s comfortable where
I don’t know where it is

Putting all of my time
In learning to care
And a bucket of rhymes
I threw up somewhere
Want a locket of who
Made me lose my perfunctory view
Of all that is around
And of all that I do

So I knock on the door
Take a step that is new
Never been here before
Is there anyone else here too
In love with beauty
Playing all of the games
Who thinks three’s company,
Is there anyone else who wears slightly mysterious bruises…?”

-Rufus Wainwright, From “I Don’t Know What It Is”




There, All seems all quiet in her animal queendom.

Her solace has a high place

In one rare plan,  I confess.

In fact,  I’d really want her

To relax  the shields  she needs  to yield to.

I’d unclothe her armor

I’d enclose her ardor  inside

The insides

of my own too tender arms




(from 2010)


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