I fell so high inside my heart-thought
a finest day until i learned i love me better
than you i say
i love me
and you’re ‘a great day’ till i heard
my brother died and he was all wasting away
under the oak
of
love i’m so insane i’m
so somewhere in a dream
i find offensive i bleed
so baby-boy i’m here love you better
than myself. i won’t complain brother
who died every night i’m so worst that you
i forgot to kiss the evening you wore//i’m so to
blame:
i’m a complaint
it’s all a dream
i hate myself
i maybe can turn time Back before i was born then
i’m done then i could go on i’m so insane i’m so in
life
i won’t complain — GUILT IS A DISEASE

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LIFE is a blowing brokenness
strewed shattered-questions
diamond shard answers
too many pieces to fit
together in a mortal mind

I remember:
easy days of a child-heart
that fled-field i ran for lost
to find my inner soul
i once saw God, there
and have now holes for eyes

HIS face upon a butterfly
and the greenery his Soul
i watched HIM lift up
upon a current of Hope
And my heart fell in love
can you explain to me now
if you’re able why i see
without eyes: there’s a hole
in my soul now

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THE greatest kiss
is one of anger
i desire this
a fire-lip passion!

:: ! ::

MY life
a fractured eye!
one sight but many images
all the same; but different shades
The heart shall always choose
that one which touched the soul

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my mind my soul
my laborer
for life
my cosmic architect
what I dream i pull
from sub-
consciousness
a though-form a spiritual construct
from wish to being
from mist to living
from tears to joy

I WISH TO LIVE!

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