Spirit of Sorghum

You gave me a speech after all the manipulated lines, jargons, promises & lies have been exhausted They were taught to deflect the rage of a sober heart Consciousness can be an embarrassed truth when you look unconsciously into the dirty water out of which you have fished, washed & bleached the so-called rational mind The spirit of sorghum! The pureness of fire coaxes me to undo myself, to retell the jokes that never made me laugh and to look directly into your eyes... The river of longing runs like slow fire by the field of harvested love slowly burning the laughter & the unspoken secrets The moment of unburdened dreaming ---LTG, intoxicated with Life 8/14/2004