"The Desert Night's Cold" - Poem by BW Derge from "Manifestations of Consciousness (or, More Fucking Poems)" - written in 2008 at the now defunct College of Santa Fe, New Mexico - studying creative writing and Intense Desert Poetry Themes
The Desert Night's Cold
Collapse into timeless breathing oceans
Resting calmly on dark red pillows, smiling
Under stars turning and spiraling away
Into gasping desert clouds, piling
Atop the distant mountains, forgive me.
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Green winds fall from echoes of her voice
Calling me deeper and deeper in, nights
Flood the sun above into somber eyelids
In a quiet bar, sad drunks under neon lights
Attracting bugs so far away from movements
Of the ocean breathing-
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Forgive me. I was born here.
Storms swirl, dancing purple lightning
Giving me sight briefly before thunder
Claps, I see oceans fighting
And then there is darkness again-
I fall back asleep in the desert’s night cold
And then collapse
Into timeless breathing oceans,
Where faces I left buried deep kiss me,
Forgive me.
Reality twists emotions, leaving flesh cold
And dry like splashing blue dreams
Stirring wildly.
by BW Derge
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Poem was originally written in 2011
