Category Archives: #love

SAN FRANCISCO NIGHT

somebody else roars her royal borealis
purple heart and i road across golden gate
bridge and even in hell
i felt her toenails cutting me – ha, she
laughed while i screamed
could have been her nails
like a road-map — my back
when she screams digging
love into my skin: i’m too
long and she hates uterus
bump — geeks, yeah. terrible
come on baby, think of one
i hurt when you press my heart
with serious words of this
could’a-should’b-been world
my shyness-gy-ness is aborted
too early in life: she kissed
me knowing how fucked i am
and i love her/you/seriously
you wore no panties when we
went to church — NEVER!
holy water evaporates!

:: 07-08-2015 ::


IS THIS THE GRAND GOODBYE?

WHEN with wide-opened eyes,
just two this morning
a single finger sputtering
witin the fruit bowl of
table cornered smiles
you came through the hall-
way into the warm tight
kitchen corners weeping,
“Is this the grand goodbye?”
you devised by wishing
history — the misty
frothing sea of green
and mystery: the regular
rise of heart’s ocean
waters are know as tides
that bid farewell
and waters like love
fall back again and lust
rising to highest levels
that covers much of shore!
And when time and thoughts
are at lowest tide: falls
to its lowest level –\
it is the lowest tide for
love!wish i wish rising!

:: 07-08-2015 ::


ANALYTICAL LOVE

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!

:: 07-08-2015 ::
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OCEAN SINGING SONG

i could hear the spraying    ocean singing song
when longing afar from loving shores
and there upon the moonlit sands would
i hope to see the footprints of romance
and love toward my own island-life
if i heard the praying lonely singing longing
voice upon the ocean waving wane of life

:you

:: 07-08-2015 ::


I SWORE BY LIFE NO MORE ILLUSION

i should and did LAUGH
when all the coins of this
spent day frail-ed(and
i have a penny left for you)
upon which first 4 stars
appeared! /in this evening waning-night\
then (where i have no need realizing why)
you became by beauty the declared
and there by no coincidence
a clock-tac-tie tick tock upon my heart
my dear who knows, i fear what goes
beyond the reach of even me
the most cherished moments i know!

:: 07-06-2015 ::


LUNCH IS SWEET

IF you feed me love
i shall eat all of
you!

:: 07-05-2015 ::


HONEY MADE IS HUNGRY

i too said a word
and you blushed:
we too seemed
rushed. I said
no word but held
the hand i saw
next to me,
trembling wishing
to be with me
And i do love
you! Me, the man
who may have seemed
to rush: but only
took this moment
for us. The hungry
bee buzzing in
your heart!

:: 07-05-2015 ::


MOTHER IS GROWING TIRED

You! the gimp of life!
Weissmuller to Lex Barker!
i ask forgiveness dearest
reader: time and this sticky
foul space sticks me to noise!
who’d have thought (think?)
no one (opinion) that
thinking has a know
an incredible moment
in humanity: we know!?!
So there: it seems beautiful
to think we KNOW
imprisoned in academia
which I fiercely hate!
Institutions are for
encased brains that feed
upon sincerity — and who
says NATURE IS QUAINT?
SHE devours continents
and NATIONS and ALL
civilizations — mother
is a bitch and you better
come to terms!
:: 07-05-2015 ::


BIG MISTAKES WE BOTH PAID

i see in your eyes you want to go so i say
there’s the door so where are you going
tomorrow? i see you don’t even care ; see
your luggage unpacked, you show me
empty eyes and i worry where are
you inside yourself and i feel i feel where
you go i won’t find you; you sleep disarrayed
in our bedroom and i’m feeling smelling
knowing girl: where you go i can’ follow
won’t go there: and when you found out
about her i told you she was no one
And when I saw you seven floors
below I found a doll so broken I could
not fix you and I cried death became you
and now it grabs me too
so life is disarray and i’m feeling —
meaning i am no one so i follow you cause
i’m so sorry : the big mistake we both paid

:: 07-05-2015 ::


A HEEL LOST I LOVED

I walked the cobblestone
tripped and fell into the sun
and tasted your love
I loved and died there’s a reason
i shouldn’t stay: that love
of misunderstanding: lost a heel
somewhere between love
and a last chance –> won’t keep me
satisfied : misunderstanding
i gave you a last chance but
you can’t keep me satisfied by
the way you treat me: and
all i want is the heel i lost
for height and attention
and confidence –> accentuate
PUMP: STILETTOS, wedges
M E O W: KITTEN HEELS
ANYTHING but your heart!
(oh is he gone? did he go?
no, no, no way!) I keep
love away! And misunderstanding!
All we are is a mistake!
The heel i lost i loved

:: 07-05-2015 ::