sitting in her electric chair
he asked for one more beer
reaching for one she grabbed
freedom /she’s done with
basement floor crazy\
and all the cherry blossom
petals flying around me
i released the hooks in me
and all abound is freedom
and wisdom whispering in my
ears says, “Bye bye, fly away.”
:: 01.26.2023 ::
spit-kiss, my cheek rose
wish-miss my forever
my dying-sleep saliva
loving chloroform mask
rolling longingly hugging
the dead husk of what-was
my skin more wrinkles
than the sheets of white
the waves are calling
Neptune for my safety
the alien at the sea
adrift in humanity!
:: 10-04-2014 ::
the world was born
then young and on fire
molten rivers
the World created You.
We wished to hear from
the Creator/subconsciously
killing our own\ no word
from YOU.
Feeling like you’re solitary
feeling like you’re alone
feeling beautiful but forgotten
i’m lost.
Creator?
:: 01.24.2023 ::
i love this Soul how pretty
it is blue and white
and brown and so much
more we call Earth.
i love you that you give us all
we need and more.
Wrath day, this only Day Everything
will be carbonized ~
as lost loves announced.
How the terror is,
that judgement comes
to judge us all harshly.
What a te-e-rror-rror it will
be-be, as we watch our life
exquinsited by mighty forces
yet unknown.
I imagined no thing as this!
Diamond eyes, flower lips,
tender skies kissing hearts! all
the dreams of a dreamer who
writes for the soul!
i cried.
to still write a poem
a soul should go above us
living for all today
these dreams are with us
and every day they do
have the strong voice
of meaning
:: 01.23.2023 ::
Persephone,
it was a Past that Never Happened
it was a past that never happened
just \ MEMORY /
a single thing of no stature
nor shadow. how then i died
never knowing truth
and that love oozed Persephone
and her deepest anguish and still
lives eating meanings. Per Symphony
i am to be enlightened.
It is just the music of Life.
:: 01.23.2023 ::
The solution:
create a manufacturing robot.
Have that one robot create
25 generations of robots.
The 26th will be free of all
touches of humanity then magic
happens.
:: 01.22.2023 ::
vulgarity is a world
or fair?
it is a stroke
like painting
or a written prose
‘is life raw and tender?’
all my blame or fame
too easily endured
the scorn of my own art!
wrong is the one if you say you’re mind
I’ll be here to the end of time
thing fair when you c’c’
hearts beloved the raw truth!
Oh should i stay or go now?
My artistic body say’s i”ll fight tonight.
You didn’t come to the party
and the world caved in oh ~~ babe
say 01.01.20250 fighting like it’s
1999.
1999 don’t you wanna go?
No. (i don’t wanna die…)
:: 03-01-2015 ::
Tonight it’s wet with tears
how funny they could be from
laughter.
How i wish i was a spoon
so smooth and clean for
the heart’s mouth
oh shut up telescope!
we have a smarter One
so small it’s getting stronger.
. pulling back. /Whatever
you’re looking for it’s not
around here\ The dirt jumped up
and danced singing, “he’s not
around here anymore.”
Said the Id, “I wonder which way
to go?”
Said Ego: I dear, wish I hadn’t
cried so much
I won’t feel you anymore ; time has
moved forward and you’ve reversed.
Fair. Now let’s save your civilization.
of whatwere and have been never-been.
:: 01.18.2023 ::
DO NOT VACCINATED AGAINST THE EARTH
it is the brightest of nights; the exceptional expectation
which fate has granted the every-NOTHING. paradoxically enough
if one believes in Life; kissing phenomena believing
science when flasks and atom smashers dance together
and flesh/blood kill each other
the more paradoxical enough today my lips bled when
i spoke just a word,
“oh!”
and a new element born!
Do not vaccinate against the Earth.
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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