All That Deviates (By Mimi Mata Meyer) Poem by Mimi Mata

For the sake of all that deviates,
I want to place together your soul,
The single part of your multitude,
That has lost it's momentum...

So sacred the earth,
So sacred your heart,
What else can I write in comparison?
I've written of consumption and cravings,
Drunken lines as well,
Heirlooms, rhetorical topics...
Apples, wine; the sun and the moon...

As of this moment
You are my silence...
That indefinite fire I hold in
Farenheit has lost it's conscience...
And in my crazy heart I believe it had one.

I come to you aspiring in colors
I wish to paint the world you deviated within,
I hope somehow it becomes a picture that makes of some sense...

But perhaps that will never be;
Forget your world
And your deviated things...
So sacred your heart;
That indefinite silence.