The sun rises as hope,
the wind is singing,
the small birds twitter,
the soul is all bitter,
my mouth is closed.
every animal weeps
within its cage
their heads never raising.
as a hole feeds deep within
our hearts — but if everything
around you is not quite as it seems
are we all we wish to be?
like an army defeated and so afraid
to see.
:: 07.17.2020 ::
no need
for military solutions/police
::please oh please::
the holy church ___
if we say this first, ”
if i ever lost faith within Life
i lose faith in YOU
oh yeah, within you & me FAITH
so say this and much worse
we drink the water of Life
(oh look oh there she goes
i stared within a greatest sunshine)
no need
for poets, artists nor me —
I closed my eyes to EXIST.
:: 07.16.2020 ::
no need to eat politicians
if the world has faith in
dough
“i’m listening,” i said.
“Well?…”
The words said:
“TELL me how a star can fall
Show me how to avoid it all
Touch my fish bowl but never
Never push me over — WATER!
The nostalgic drink for life
LOVE! — an elixir that
causes changes i’m trying to
hold it all TOGETHER!
i’m puppetized by you
Inside a deep State of You
I’m pauperized within me
Holding on holding on to
you-owe-you just you –”
U N G L U E D___!
:: 03.22.2020 ::
i have walked within your
thunderstorms & broken nails
upon the wood of your maple
casket — makes me sad
called a dove the vulture of
all hearts (oh my)
hauled dirty stares within
the sack of my brain we all
refrain from bruised egos OH HEY
says the middle finger of my MOUTH
you can only lose
what you never had
and i broke nails
trying to pull Jesus
from his Cross//+\\
:: 03.11.2020 ::
Come! See what has been done!
Quickly, before this primordial beast slips away again! Watch to keep your stare from it’s eyes lest you are hypnotized.
In the distance one can hear the township wailing. Those are the poor souls who have lost their silver cord.
There! See!?! The woman with her…with her baby.
Do not stare of their eyes. Do not!
A woman dressed in jeans and an amoebic design t-shirt strolled by with her carriage.
The wheels were missing.
As were the infant’s eyes.
Across the street four men sang an unknown song within an unknown tongue. The stars are the secret elders of our generations.
And some ‘humans’ too.
:: 02.14.2020 ::
THE world is on fire and Pisces has died.
“Pray for me” an old man pleads; his teeth are
missing and his dog is foaming at the mouth.
These are the dying days and no one to rescue
the world from thie cosmic ruin of a godless
curse.
I say hold me tight until i feel your dreams
and comfort your soul, my love.
As with all things, this too shall pass into the night
like the embers from our ruined cities.
Tomorrow may be the last, or a new day, the new
dream where all things are made new.
Unitl then, let us hold each other while the nightmare
savages the life from everything we once cherished.
And remember, I will always love you.
:: 08-02-2018 ::
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