An updated To The Enemies made more my own.
Beyond Grounded
By Tyler Lucas Mobley
Young as those towers crumbled
into dust, too young to know what
could become of the world, too
many spaces to fill, bewildered.
What does the world turn round?
Love Island Below Deck Squid
Games? No better monument,
who didn’t what, attention waged.
When did we forget that love
received is love returned,
your heart must first burn full
for the world to nestle up to it.
To love somebody is to love
yourself, to be is not easy,
world on your shoulders,
anchor eyes glisten in detail.
How to be when mystery is
our truth? Each foraging a
path, some find wings and
enjoy their cake on clouds.
Simple one day mind and
moment purr together broad
as the horizon, somewhere
horses jostle in starting gates.
Somewhere she wears only
night, lunar arousal she carves
brilliant ice sculptures with her
nipples only to melt by morning.
Squint against an icy wind on
a heaving sea, pickled delight
cast with cages on the bottom
line. Buttons undone reveal a
common root, majestic redwood
birds peck at trunk squirrels hide
nuts in my midst. Somewhere an
answering machine takes a message.
Be slow, slow down, find
the letter in your bottle. What
you conceived must be felt as
fentanyl numbs a way forward
for those who forget to ask
why the moon scales to the sun.
Our angels conspire with demons
on hoops we transform through.
Relax those shoulders and secure
your feet in the world you couldn’t
embrace, step into a dream, pretend
galaxies knock on foreheads before
bestowing each new thought. You’ve
been right all along, the letter you
wrote must be read. This feeling,
as the earth feels the moon you
sense my gaze and know we are
the same. We enter one runway
and exit with personal flare, to
truly be gone you must have lived.
When harmony sings as golden sun
elaborate a rainbow, kiss your toad
goodnight. What is life without love?
What is love but a love for yourself?
To see you in all others. Laugh
as you aim for the stars, it always
was, soon we’ll forget how to play
this song, funny how we play along.
Letters of Measure 