FOREWARD:  THE WERELINGS

WHEN sun opens the skies above so opens my dreams –>  open greens
like children’s eyes :  all to be revealed.  

As where summer’s beside their secret glories sleep
oh flowing downward if they’ll or righteously flow
so(armies of enemies fighting like adults reveals)  will fall

this. that.  a(t) least dare and not a word to relate
of seasons is nothing but herself flustered in pain.
oooooh.

An open closet within the child’s room:  bombed by society’s war;
‘s gulped by fear –> and never knew ghosts who hold
the hands of the living________ whom cannot kill but give life.
As each, c umbs of our Now) oooooooh      yeeeeeeah
twiceauponatime we met the willbeus and the desert streams
of desert sands | kissing the angel of Imagination.

Werelings.  

:: 06.28.2021 ::


NOCTURNES, OP 09123432, NO. 203492320394 1 in F MINOR

SOFT HEART? Foot upon my spirit step lover.
SCREAM Lipaugus vociferans bird of my heart
My girl with long legs and hard tied eyes
golden crests of fallen leaves of dreams
— best: the world is rough if you never
dream but dreams oh dreams a hard long smile
melts my impatience.
Yes. If you guess. This is whom paints
your world and creates your life.

Singing exquisite birds ::: my best
creation.

:: 0918.2021 ::

VULGARITY is a human element.
It is not me. I am not human.


(and how our world of 2021 needs beautiful words and imagery)

WHAT THAT called LOVE?
i hear/ feel / and weep.
What then? That dare?
to become less than me?
I adore the music of those
birds singing but they –\
not for me // How it stings
my skin and heart
Watching and hearing!
the freedom of songs!
within those distance
trees is not me – no, never.\
I am caught.
But my heart sings. It sings
as the birds so free!
Those! Them amongst those tall
trees!

I am dead.

:: 09.18.2021 ::

WHAT THAT called LOVE?
i hear/ feel / and weep.
What then? That dare?
to become less than me?
I adore the music of those
birds singing but they –\
not for me // How it stings
my skin and heart
Watching and hearing!
the freedom of songs!
within those distance
trees is not me – no, never.\
I am caught.
But my heart sings. It sings
as the birds so free!
Those! Them amongst those tall
trees!

I am dead.

:: 09.18.2021 ::

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DENIED BY NIGHT’S FACE

REMEMBER ME? Denied as night’s face
you took love and spread it across those
golden fields of gold
shadowless prey?
i bring peace : moon of all days &
Watched the western pressure of these skies
move – predicted an end so we never began.

EXTRACTED hate from whispering grass?
how clamped lips starved joy in time
and starved space. And golden peace.

You will remember when the northern moves
and love’s murdered eyes dissects
to mere faded memories __
while we walk upon burnt fields and closing
skies.

True, we never promised years or faithful love.

:: 09.17.2021 ::


KKK JELLY (POLITICIANS)

I ate a monster to-yester-night
ate the hospital in a daze under
surgical lights
where doctors(doctor?) never co-operate
for less than a buck (Ka-mal-a for less than a penny)
but your husband-cadaver bro
covid-spewing pimp lobster blew
it blew my balls so flew across your walls —
the doctor mocked and made way to ATM teller grabbing
all the woke dollars of moms and brothers // while she sipped
upon a straw calling all these mutha-fuckers
all these white cracker-monsters (yeah?  unless we cooperating)
make me wish to make a dip of KKK jelly to fuck all
those politicians (for once and all –//
 once these scents were all black and white and others
not so black and white : hell so they so \\\THEY jail’em
sail’em to other parts of insignificance like you like me
and tomorrow those with skin so blue next so follow me (controversy)
and it all smells like bullshit to me — today a new catastrophe
woke’a woke’a woke’a stupid brain you cannot
erase what you said on instagram now, tomorrow
or yesterday –> so remember/ dismember all these
roosting cocks laying bombastic hens in my coop.
>>>009897978 \broken eggs. infesting.  bleed.  do not mention me)
I throw down the upside of your short memory
So listen to me   telling
the poor they came come on over and leave’em
under a bridge in Del Rio — like Americans in the
middle of a BBQ hosted by Tailban hating women.
Monster?  Hello I’m monster too — Called AMERICAN
CITIZEN WATCH WHAT YOU DO while you operating and
we are now ovulating and fuck you old man.  

more than pencil — we disgusted.

:: 09.17.2021 ::


KKK JELLY (POLITICIANS)

Hey! You! FCC and dot GOV brother boy
I ate a monster to-yester-night
ate the hospital in a daze under
surgical lights
where doctors(doctor?) never co-operate
for less than a buck (Ka-mal-a for less than a penny)
but your husband-cadaver bro
covid-spewing pimp lobster blew
it blew my balls so flew across your walls —
the doctor mocked and made way to ATM teller grabbing
all the woke dollars of moms and brothers // while she sipped
upon a straw calling all these mutha-fuckers
all these white cracker-monsters (yeah? unless we cooperating)
make me wish to make a dip of KKK jelly to fuck all
those politicians (for once and all –//
once these scents were all black and white and others
not so black and white : hell so they so \\\THEY jail’em
sail’em to other parts of insignificance like you like me
and tomorrow those with skin so blue next so follow me (controversy)
and it all smells like bullshit to me — today a new catastrophe
woke’a woke’a woke’a stupid brain you cannot
erase what you said on instagram now, tomorrow
or yesterday –> so remember/ dismember all these
roosting cocks laying bombastic hens in my coop.
>>>009897978 \broken eggs. infesting. bleed. do not mention me)
I throw down the upside of your short memory
So listen to me telling
the poor they came come on over and leave’em
under a bridge in Del Rio — like Americans in the
middle of a BBQ hosted by Tailban hating women.
Monster? Hello I’m monster too — Called AMERICAN
CITIZEN WATCH WHAT YOU DO while you operating and
we are now ovulating and fuck you old man.

more than pencil — we disgusted.

:: 09.17.2021 ::


A REPUBLIC NATION BLEEDING

MIND is summer days within white apples blue pills by society that prescribes law
and if you go asking neighbors they hide from thinking words
— stay small says government and do nothing at all –>
BECOME ours.

And if you go chasing freedom they will come after you
:::::: first freedom of thought then votes and body.
the womb already lost.
And the last ones with no eyes at all:
less than small creatures.
“I promise you’ll fall” they sing.
When men are women and women are less…
when generals wear pink tails — and
subjective logic and UCMJ then the
world turns upon it’s head — REMEMBER
what America means. What the world
knew. Go ASK NATIONS how far you fell
and say we knew nothing at all — oh
the call: soul and spirit upon chessboard
and knight moved but queen called.
I THINK YOU KNOW. WHEN PROPORTION
MEETS THE TALKING BACKWARD CONGRESS.

FEED YOUR HEAD
feed your head.

:: 09.16.2021 ::


13,000 POEMS

Today I wrote my 13,000th poem.
I have no idea what it means but do know I might be mentally ill.
Yes, I believe that’s it.


A HUNDRED POEMS – LIV(ODE TO ETUDES OP. 25, NO. 12 IN C MINOR (CHOPIN))

Passion where is thy heavenly gift ?
Beg I do for pastures of romance &
love thee — my angel follow me too in
Kindness — compassion for all thy life
Understandings; wisdom from burning fire
Heaven thou, dream I giveth prayer to
Love is thy reason for living life
and desires for love escapes thy flesh
afire angelic wings kissing devil’s lips
a Christ-passion for all high and low

:: 04-29-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – LXVI

I think today I broke a word within my ignorance!
I did the deed within my garden to stab with spade
upon a letter within the soil where lay the bee!
And in my haste I slay she
and shouted in thunder:
‘Oh! It cannot BE!’


THE WATER’S TENDER SURFACE HIDES HORROR

DEAD are these fathom of times by change; lies
of not tongue but heart, nay, soul as dead coral made
as now ocean die and her pearls wilt and destroyed
by poison of mankind.
All fades by that terrible hand called Mankind.
As doth suffer the sea-change
uncoiled and spoiled by rich and strange.
 Sea-nymphs SCREAM in tumultuous toil
singing, “DING-DONG.
LISTEN!  HEAR WORLD — DEATH!”

:: 09.15.2021 ::