Ask a Question . . .

Besides the Napowrimo website itself, I also like to go ask the bibliomancy oracle questions at http://bibliomancyoracle.tumblr.com/askoracle. It's also kind of wonderful: you empty your mind, and then you have the option of asking a question or just being open, you push the big green button, and voilà, a literary snippet appears and you make of it what you will.

This morning I asked the oracle a question from my earlier morning poem: why wake in all this skin, these memories?

And the oracle answered: don't stay too long. 

Ask a Question . . .

don't stay too long

on this burning planet

hissed the headlines. we dove

hand in hand to a chillier ocean

bone swinging, head swapping,

brain melting deep to the skybang.

don't stay too long

in this skin said the oracle

hopping out of it I found

the ways. nose to fog,

eyelash to fireplace,

belly to the children's ear.

don't wait too long

to speak said the waiting words

so we slowdanced

with newold and fireswallow

rhymebosom, woodwisdom,

groovecrazy lovethistle swans.

don't wait too long

for the scream said the memory

we searched. bookcases tumbling

we fled, flew, thrilled

still I stand. not too long

not too short. just over there