i beg my feet.
  three steps then water.

Dreaming of a river with
silt that flows / as my
joints and bones \
become purple yellow
as the dying sun
  tasting smooth-cool
creek’s liquid with
  sweet heavy dew
which feeds God’s
heavenly garden.

My gaping mouth refuses
as my Soul is quenched
by my Lord’s tears.

:: 09.07.2022 ::

Here they wander as quickly as birds in a falling dream. There they shine, hale star-springs, deep seas swaggering in their deep salt dungeon, stormying purple rolling sea mountains riding adobe gray Heuchiawerd ravines to valleys sun gushing Jochnup on caps holding and garland garland pigging greeting ones’r maar Mai &’ie trooms Auark bring Thy horns into village schost command wheal do ur rose-gnam Ol &é corner The while living be merely plink, blast pleeyest!

:: 09.07.2022 ::

Lay our mines under our feet,
I’ll spread my limbs upon your street.

And you can honor my demise,
with tales of truth and other lies.

As I am the cause of delirium
case of decay
which is the end of all desires,
And forgive me Lord, as I am flawed,
to never pity those who pity me
as I suffer torments of my heart
and grow less as more I see.

As I am a fully grown mouth
which wishes to scream
a reason so absurd,
a diamond who rarely shines,
are these empty words.

:: 09.06.2022 ::

OUCH________oh.  StOp!
Today in the crevases of an ancient tree  i met a gnome who had a baseball cap
His name was Furry Bees     And his friend had her head inside the
ground__yeah, I asked:  where am i?
Where am I?
    The forest was cool and dark  and the deer stood away.
   Elemental waters swimming       With my head inside the air
and a body gone I asked myself where am I?  My feet inside crystal
mud a bug poked his head out and said, “after there.”

Nonsense.  If I am not here then how
can I be there?  I asked myself.

“you are on your way and the only weapon
is a healthy brain against reality.”

But my head is dead I said!
And forever gone.

Now inside a something which I say is
nothing as a human someone said a something
that I did not begin to understand

“I don’t see how he can ever finish, if he doesn’t begin.”

Appropriately I must say  Alice is dead and all the cats
have run off.

:: 09.06.2022 ::