Went Outside Poem by John Powers

Someone could be watching you

And you'd never know it

Someone could be watching you

And they'd never show it

See the trees,

Bare feet on cool grass

A light in a window from far away,

As his night is our day

Loss of innocence in the stars

Dragonfly in the lights,

A psychological playground

Little flying attacks of curiosity

(illegible)

alone except for the lights

I want the earth to touch me

Stinger

Tingle dead in the cold

Late night deposit of who

4 am secrets,

no deception

I can sleep for miles

Here's no surprise

Liquid extension of the sky

Cold lightless depths under the

Veil of twinkle sparkle sparkle

Most beautiful is most deadly

Back in the heat of the soul with cold feet

Cellular life

With our own little lights

Flicker flicker but never go out

Never at radiant peace

Cannot hide under overcoming the night

No wind still as itself

Adaptive eyes see the silhouette of a strong life

Always nice, never great

Never night, never day

Can't keep my flicker away

I need to breathe and see in the night

I can see you all

No grass on concrete

I can see the fire bird

And crawling illusions of infestation

Response to invasion

Not enough power anymore

A reality of symbols

Living bookended by an accident in time

Enjoying a ride to a star faded away

Out of the bull's eye into the board

Back turned toward homeward shut door

A rare pillar of life

Reaching into the beautiful unknown

To grow stronger, deeper, twisted

Jaded shade of green

Against the promise of blue

Chasing blindspots

Viewing in the negative space

Pound the earth with bared souls

Bared toes

Take me where it is unsafe to go

But keep me home

A turf war with good

Bare toes on solid ground

A slow processor of reality

Obsessing with what everyone else is missing

Suddenly

Whether you know it or not

You've made me the happiest I've

Ever been

But somehow that's still wrong

Must without

Never at the light reflection

A return to mother earth

More to work with in the dark

Everyone looking in on each other through

Distant dirty glass

A chilling and welcomed erase

The night is a woman

Sweet seduction of the

Unknown always watching,

Nurturing the secrets

Of what you know most intimately

Instinctively

Though you sit in solace

You are in the arms of the night

And shall never be alone

For the infinite possibilities

That want only those

With the courage to seek them out

Safe and vulnerable

With the shadow the possesses you

Simultaneous within without of

The freedom and submission your

Own will to infinity

An inescapable desire to be within

That which encompasses all and is without

Which it needs to be real

And not a confusion of the perception

Of life

A door opens and a man walks away in

I provide the warmth

And you provide the haul away

Always on audition except for

myself

an imaginary cricket in the real life night

a door closes

the sun discerns you

the sun uncovers you

the sun breaks into you

the sun kills you

and I imagine a false reality a falsehood

the most beautiful night this side of

the planet

a chill of fear as the light creeps near

a shot of light

just a warning beacon of up coming storm

of blanched earth

no more possibilities

only one way to work

only the devil plays with fire

incorrect past procedes as truth

unless confronted by a replacement truth

searchlight on the worker

the needle

scribing at the table

embracing what is righrfully

intrinsically his but is

barred or scared from it

floating up from the bottom of the sea

guardian beacons turn away

as the torch comes forward

from its annual part-time grave

silhouetted secrets become clear

being surrounded by persistence

of life and limit

the battle will end and it'll get

boring

strong life, no longer free,

increases it's demands upon that

which is no longer secret

night is always giving to what's

right in front of you

more than one darkness in the night

stirs and toils in the cellular lives

dependant on what is no longer secret

Another blank page saying something

Heard by nothing

Peace only in the extremes of light

Shielded by an incomplete head

The depths of the darkness become

The protrusions of the light

The long howl of war

Struck ringing with the truth

Fire sweeps the floors

Heat fills the air

Two ones in the dark

Experience two completely different

Realities

Two in day experience one reality

Of vast, shared knowledge

The winds of the rotating earth

That which is greedy of the darkness

Becomes dependant on the light

Intimate With The Infinite

I've been coming all night

Sudden Incoherent Reality