The Creative

*this* be the verse, i say

Pointe-Claire, Quebec — Photos by Jonathan Potter ⓒ 2024

The opening of the gate
may be early, may be late,
but enter, don't hesitate,
this is your time, so seize it,
grab the sunrise and squeeze it
onto your tongue to please it
like an orange ripe with juice,
like an ace against a deuce,
like a river to a moose,
like the time I kissed your lips,
like the time you spread your hips,
like the gate through which time slips
into eternity’s smile,
into paradise a while 
while karma deletes your file 
from the server of the damned,
from the chaos of the slammed,
from the ram and ewe just lambed
giving birth to a new day,
making you light when you weigh
the odds of the color gray
turning velvety and gilt,
gold intentionally spilt
across the landscape that we built. 

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