to catch the gleam
bird-eye dove in
flight
and crashing river
over-pours my
cup of Life
i knew the nest
of crackedEggs
to watch the gleam
of baby eyes
the Feathers
of hungrySouls
always wishing
gentle winds
and yetScreams
the jet streams
of current’s life
:: 01-11-2015 ::
y IS a nothing, little KNOWN
childPAIN dead while LIFE
walks in [EXPLODING room]
walk! cry,
i had a spoon
babyMouth and SHOUT
‘why!…oh why! Meaty-hand
across the tender skin ofTears
sorry you forgot Jesus and
angels; Pontius saved me
and I ate tree bark days
so sorry while i sing
‘I am so me, alive
i am so child…’
the boss walks through
in my remembered blood
blood, song, words, pain
and i (h)ate the flesh
of my life!
y IS a nothing
little known child
dying each moment we
question, ‘is it so
is it so, so? i’m
still alive so alive
and i burn so burn
burn burn burn burn
all the lost hopes
of love that never
tried as hard as me,
just aFreak needing
the love of Jesus
:: 01-09-2015 ::
FREAKS!
Wonders. The bizarre,
like astounding dreams!
It’s terrifying
such enchantress:
the beauty of hearts
It’s love kissing
life!
:: 01-09-2015 ::
The true monsters
are the beautiful oddities
who live in the towns
we past on Interstates
The normal lives
in exit signs
that we never detour
:: 01-09-2015 ::
i have seen that sun of you like
the light
(my heartMOTH drawn by warmth-fields
and honeyWORDS i hunger in eagerSoul…
…. . …
. .. . . ………………….*
the weak muscle (i never knew strength)
beating inside the castleChest breast
OF too many battles of courage
and weakness fell these walls of life
the stir is unutterably a broken wing
dreams of thrilling life never known
forever
my phantom feeling Fields
when summer is born
–in the mouth
where wet souls
kiss the body
of
love
should
we die
:: 01-01-2015 ::
time paused and universe
y a w n e d
life and death screamed
“C A U S E!”
the tic-toc rhythm
r
u p
t u red *
:: 12-26-2014 ::
i should run away
to never see myself
what ruin i’ve become
my ungrateful heart
may slay away
all the lightness
where destruction lives
my ungrateful heart
there are times
when the sun sinks
with it too my hope
all because of a heart
then the moon surprises
with all her grandeur
like an unblemished stone
but not my ungrateful heart
it lies between a vastness
the tiniest cracks
between light and darkness
is where i live forever
just me and my
ungrateful heart
:: 12-29-2014 ::
While my soul;
streets so wet by
humid Mississippi
waters swept! in
a day so brightly
amazed by slightly
muddy scents in air!
and life so quietly
through with and
barged words float!
when love has walls
the tallness brightly
burning upon hearts
perhaps time passed!
but my heavy star
pulls the loveTime
like gravitysWELL
the conqueror of LIFE
is beating in us all
its nameless face
sweetness placed
within the center
of all our souls!
:: 12-24-2014 ::
i ha(ateingly) laughed
pink(stingily) va(GINA)voOM
just more chances like
OOPs(portunity) and your hand
felt more velvet, mummyHumming
bird kissing scarab tears
blue desert death buried
sands! You said, “I waited!
Buried! And a brain jarred
in a hermitically sealed
dream of thousand years”
Hmmm…I only wanted kisses
dusty tears wet my dry heart
blessing yet to be cross
Jesus was just a celestial
thought when primitive human
drug knuckle-hungry mouth
fighting Cro-Magnon beasts
who carried that cross
before homo sapiens God
:: 12-24-2014 ::
and when I awaken
in the dress
of morning sun
(and windows wide opened)
i hear the wind blowing
and her sweet voice singing
“sun shining so brightly
I adore you and all life
like a love that never dies”
And I wish to stay sleeping
in all my wishes, come true
Oh, darling you are a dream
I could never believe I’d live
And aren’t dreams sweetly hushed
by closed eyes dreaming you?
(Sun shining and winds blowing
heart moving and soul too)
So I awake in my dream
and take you within my arms
and if your dreams be whatever
they be take them and kiss
love and life and dream
a life you believe within!
:: 12-24 2014 ::
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