Monthly Archives: September 2015
WHEN the heart is bleeding
and all joy within you
dies — lies
and all the memories
of future sides with
the one who loves
your mind: don’t you want
someone to love you?
somebody to love
your lips baby
say, ‘i don’t want somebody
who loves my body just my
heart’ hurt…blood
AND the dawn comes around
and your man is dead
don’t you want somebody
to love/need someone to
love — your hands in your
head grabbing romance
saying, ‘i don’t want
somebody who loves my
body just my heart’
and your friends laugh
saying somebody loves you
for a fuck and that’s all
then skies split apart
bleeding my own heart
believing i loved
:: 09-10-2015 ::
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i am pondering pieces darling
of your BEGINNINGS with steep
steps toward my heart and
love/ I am spanked! AND put
to sleep my head upon /rather
is it between such pillows\
whose flying feathers fell
bursting sky-crystal blues
dream that I should ever
ask I should never know!
nature is pregnant eggs of
wonderment-thought dearly
loved heart: CLEARLY and
in meantime………
let us investigate it
with giggles and kisses
and licks and passion
that is LOVE!
:: 09-10-2015 ::
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THEN there are those whose
(i am uninvited) fields glow
wishes as those thickest
flowerSTEM towers,
which piercing flesh say,
“you are not our own”
the orchids have teeth
speaking clearly to those
preventing me to ENTER
unharmed/ on a thought of
boosted summerHeat roaming
splinters the elitist say
“the words say you are not
of these called life”
glancing my eyes toward
the evolutionary shores
of humanity i can see
the fish hurling themselves
onto the shore speaking
ME.
i am regarded by no one
even ME
:: 09-10 2015 ::
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where the wax burned between my
twixing warbled-throated feeling
saw/did you? The veil of
unIMAGINABLE gently flowing river
of this EVEN LIFE amist
confusion/even\ HORROR
and my vacation from LIFE cut short
by editors of POETRY within prestigious
halls of webs and faulty reason:
reason? Simply not just living
not just living! Those who like
preachers make money selling God/
and poets — so many! Sell their
souls for their reasons! Namely
fame in popular venues like whores
and giglos who spread their life
ashore ship wrecks on shores —
after thunderous forociously weather
— hearts/ to be true to one’s
self and speak with sharp and polite
reason is the word we wish!
RARITY!
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IF my f o o t
f
a l ls
beside a metaMAGICAL-\
super-luminous h e a r t
say i ate equations
of the deepest soulMIND
of nature IF the simple
call it “nature” let my
even/-KIND heart whisper
,”sir, to do because they
cannot i mean more —
the weeds and gossamer
which emotions while mind
immeasurably roots
the between sounds of lovers
and music and wine and smoke
~~ all these souls!
MINDS and eyes of these
who listen-life say:
“__________________”
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THIS they do —
organize chaos
in loving fashion
written in soul’s ink
with the deepest passion
under fog and as much
touching a leaf with
brown veins in Fall’s
wanderfuling aft spits
my child-knees running
sprinting toward those
(whenever did love shape
like green?) trees! i smell
my youth like a bubblegum
smile neverKnowing the horror
yet to greet my adultHOOD
:as then, as so, as rightly so
Adults are DEAD CHILDREN
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when i am in love, my lips do
not speak
and this is the Autum-Time
of all my loving
and you are such a sunlight
within color of table-cloths
when-WIND rush in Doubt or To
snare the timid-like
so little warmth i have
felt — feel me glowing and i
sat with you watching the sun
grow so low As the November
evening mauls a New Curve of
love where lovers kiss and
pant
(i kissed flesh like a boy
toy-balloon heart lifting
the highest portion of this soul)
as the ancient words of mouthLife
obscurely twitch through With breathing
as(honestly loving)Lips of a deep
lap THE enormous mindless passion
dreaming within wakefulness i
say: “What her mouth thinks of
(as if it were her engine-
then i am a piston fired)me
she shows in summers as the
keeper of those eyes i feel, love
through all of time yeah yeah
:: 09-10-2015 ::
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IF loving you
makes dreams
come true
I should ream
I want you and
I don’t know why
I bury my head within
a pillow today
I wish to dream wishing
feeling for you is for all
I want to do to be loving
you when my dreams
come true today
so please please wait
I choose to love you
and my dreams come
true today
:: 09-06-2015 ::
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I see a broke heart and wish to mend it back. I
feel a spot within my spirt
and wish to save her soul
I see how all the pople smirk at her and wish to
take it back
I feel so low and say I know how death is
black and flowers so bold
I see the weakened soul and want to make her
whole
(I see how parched your heart
is and say I will drench your soul with love).I see
how the other women walk by saying,”what a
whore” and I wish to show them life and love
I want to see them take it back
I want to them so ashamed
I want to see you feel love
and they I wish to take
it back take it back!
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IF all the world’s pain
where a laugh
and if all the tears
were a Spring’s rain
there’d be nothing
to hate or kill for
just peace should rein
and some say
“such a dreamer’
but I wouldn’t be
the only one
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