Singer, lie down and dream me. Dream the singing.
Dream the singing dream the singing easy generous. Remember the dream: vibrating my stories raucous vibrant juicy luscious greedy wise newborn.
Singer, sit and dream me. Dream my singing.
Dream perfection of human voice housed in human body. Dream varied dreamy foggy dream colored crying longing guttural literal water fire wind rocks mountains anguish astonishment baby human fragile cries greed intrigue rhymes cedar incense footsteps wide-eyes connected to all things
Singer, stand up. Root in me.
Dream ancient singing rooted from the roots of the roots of the center of the earth. Singing dreams me generous easy. Singing dreams me luscious remembers vibrates me and intones stories sounds juicy lip licking colors bloody agony old man’s guts cries waves churning light on water dreaming wonder.
Singer, stand up. Dance my graciousness.
The singing is dreaming me. Perfection here now what comes perfect changes always changes. Perfection is dreaming only in the moment with memories in the past. Memorizing the moment breath whisper lips raucous call throaty belly fire dreaming ringing the sigh of the moment. Perfection is mourning the passing of the seconds. Mourning what it cannot hold. Giving up. Weeping. Smiling. Sacrificing the holding. Remembering the moment to the moment in the moment in the moment.
Perfection sings. Sighs the moment. Screams the minutes. Seduces the seconds.
Dances the rhythms. Laughs the irony. Embraces the word.
Now and now and now and now changes the moment connects all things.
Singer to singer to singer to singer to singer to singer to singer to singer to singer
Singer, wake up. Live the moment in the moment.
Take root in me.
Take root my fire your breath my lips your teeth your tongue my belly your aching and arching.
You are rooted in me.
Singer, live here live now remember.
Dream my beauty.