How the world ends, how it begins
A poem from the Rumbles from the Grinder series
You tell me ‘No,’ and the world ends
Like a blitz on a flying dove
A fury chasm it opens
At the surface of our love
We were braiding conversation
A pizza dough, a sex motion
You tell me ‘No,’ and the world ends
Gap.
Gasp.
Curtain falling
And a resentment mask
You tell me ‘No,’ and my world ends
A two-letter knife in the brain
Like a bubble of methane
It comes so matter-of-factly
One could say innocently
I could almost say I envy
This, your murder capacity!
You tell me ‘No,’ and my world ends
You tell me ‘No,’ and your world ends
Murdered by your intolerance
And your phenomenal demands
A stupid etymology
Of right and wrong, a false idea
Your beautiful brilliance it walls
Into a darkened Alcatraz
You tell me ‘No,’ and your world ends
You tell me ‘No,’ and our world ends
Delicately touching hands
Weaving a new world, were we
Humming a new-born melody
These two letters they send us
Back to back in anger, thus
Straight into the misery bus
You tell me ‘No,’ and our world ends
Science begins with a ‘Yes’
Yes, to an idea
Literature starts with a ‘Yes’
Yes, to a simile
Love begins with a ‘Yes’
Yes, to vulnerability
God begins with a ‘Yes’
Yes, to mystery
A Universe begins with a ‘yes’
Yes, to possibility
I’ll take your ‘No’, but give me ‘Yes’
‘Yes’ to the world, yours to embrace
I’ll take your ‘No’, but give me ‘Yes’
Open your heart to the vastness
Forget their rules and policy
No care for their mediocrity
‘Yes’ to the world is ‘yes’ to me
You nodded ‘Yes’ and a world began
We formed our little love-clan
On the dusty road of dreamery
We shared the same intensity
A mysterious complicity
On the route of pilgrimage
You were the king, and I the mage
You nodded ‘Yes’ and our world began…
