Life-affirming poetry for the soul, by Melissa LaFlamme, MA

WHAT YOU ARE FOR

by Melissa La Flamme

To imagine the impossible is deeply human.
To re-member every
thing is alive,
dreaming, intelligent,
coming for you
to ravish you awake
is your inheritance.

To muster the heart
to stretch to the edge of what beckons you
is your ticket to ride.
This is what you are for.

Your cellular capacity to imagine — unbound —
is a subversive technology, altering
every thing
through an evolutionary,
fractal spin,
juicy with
elemental creativity.
Dangerous.
This is what you are for.

Let your self be
claimed
by darkly-feathered
unchained hands,
servants on a mission,
come to take you hard
down to the wet caves
of what flushes your delicate skin,
dampens your palms,
wakes you like a raging
dream
into shimmering
forces
unknown.

Here, you will know
you have no choice.
Finally
free,
you submit
to the way that has called you
before speech.
This is what you are for.

Let this Trouble
take you
to your knees.
With your sweaty, full attention, wrapped in the limbs of the sacred, kiss
the plump, pink lips
of your tender
soul.

But wait.
This is not about you.
You are being used.
By every thing.
This is what you are for.

Now, draw into
your being
the throb
of the one way of belonging
that is yours to make matter.
This is what you are for.

The broken-hearted,
glistening hum of
your taut, tangled
body will give
off a fragrant, unruly
intelligence beyond the Machine's measure
of right, wrong, reason.
This is what you are for.

Have you come here to make Trouble
for Assurances and Security?
For Greed and Convention?
For Routine and Predictability?
For Comfort?

Good. Those are the Killers of
what you are for.

The planet is
erupting with
Uncomfortable.
The earth is writhing in pain.
Feel her suffering in your blood, your bowels, and
you will know what you are for.
Taste compassion for the sacrificed,
the slaughtered and
you will love like the Milky Way.

Shatter your old ways, and
show me how
your soul blushes
alive with arousal.
This is what you are for.

Be an unpopular harbinger,
an endangered one;
a tender, firmly sprouted
sentinel of
the rhizome of archaic revival.

Do not take a seat.
She is ready for you.
The soul of the world
will see you now.

What have you come to give her?

..

© Melissa La Flamme

What You Are For, is the title poem from my book, What You Are For: Inciting A Revolution In Your Soul, available on Amazon.