I know nothing

There is no mystery like ourselves, my knife’s a blade of grass, heart cut up,

The earth I walk, miraculous, with love bladed words tumbling out

Rammed head first thru the jewelled door, came out in a blizzard of light touching heart,

Tapeworm swarm, cameras on, in a puddle by the road, converged upon, but I ran,

I went past your house, the leaf in my hand called out

The street echoed, bright with intent, one star seeking another, in orbit, street leading into street,

And finding myself there, (with tapeworms pulled out haha, take that, illusionary form!),

Recalling that I don’t know who I am, that i happened to be near your house, just the same,

Your name reverberated on this elven brain, cars cars, cars, the soul cares not, soul just wonders why you’re here in the first place

Seeks your grass, your hills, your curls, your cave, your lair,

Dwells on that marking on soul, love there, fire in heart, my eyes shine, the sunlight is mine, it seeks your cave,

To tie, to bind, a religious mind, again, as I looked yesterday happening to pass at that spot,

Wondering why the universe held this scene,

Were you within or not, did you have your hair up, should i knock, a trillion rules, mysterious things, within,

I wanted to plunge head first, burrow into your lair, waiting there: i knew it then, the heart knows nothing but love.