BEAUTIFUL IMPERFECTIONS
Speak to my soul in a blaze of flaws;
a shining glory of twisted possibilities,
tears and shattered glass - fissures in a skyscraper.
Find me in a ring road of tortured concrete:
a broken circle, in a Mecca of crippled steel pylons
and soaring, fused crystal sculptures.
Set my feet on the right path: where
smoking asphalt twists the air into
..........beautiful,
............toxic,
..........ethereal,
............eidolans;
where a muddy yellow moon sends shivers of
pure radiance into a darkened warehouse,
through elegantly broken window panes.
Give me a bolt of glory to pour into a vagrants sleeping, snarled face;
.....a pure white flame to turn a broken bottle into a beacon;
..........a ray of worldly, untarnished hope to turn a shelter into a corner of heaven.
Give me a tune to set a council estate spinning;
.....shake the hard, high men in their hard, high towers;
..........rock the gates of heaven on their human foundations.
Give me a human arrow to shoot an angel,
.....a human bomb to kill a world,
..........a human spear to kill a god.
Give me a human hand to save a life,
.....a human heart to make the choice,
..........a human character to laugh at the laws that bind it.
Give me a human life: an onrushing death-train of
precluded choices, impossible dreams, and burnt out wishes.
Give me a human life to burn brighter than any spirit,
.....a mortal existence to outlast any deity,
..........a flicker to outshine any eternity.
Give me you, and give me me.
Give me us, and what we are.
Give me what we have to be, and what we always will be.
Give us ourselves;
..give us humanity;
....give us our beautiful, perfect,
imperfection.
