i am words that can describe and be pain birth life joy death and love that willingly faces the fear of being lost in the great growing breadth of me and you these choices apportion all i have every shallow red-black pool of my blood and every cry and surgery of this love pares me down to the exultant ivory bones of the burning parched desert i am lost in the wild whiteness of this dream ben laughed so hard he shook last night and i saw the red clay on my shaking fingers in the dark and i knew my halting labored breath in this silent nothingness gives more of the vast ocean and sheets of greening rain and yes thunder than i will ever deserve for i now know of the joy held gently in this perfect bleeding heart of the world and i now have touched the infinite velvet colors that are you Richard Harrison 10/28/98