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WHILE walking today this feeling
deep inside sang,
“i am not anyone or anything”
but now and then again
i write potions of words that
seem to give hearts something
new: sometimes funny, sometimes
words of broken love; no, not one
person can hide/ but today while
walking i imagined i were a painter
of feelings — a man of proportions
that gives every ounce of my special
Love.
And then and now when you are down
remember you have a brother that loves
you. I have walked over and above
big stones and one day i imagine ;i can
sculpture something so new_____so tell
anyone and sing or cry silently —
i have put down in prose how
wonderful life is with its challenges
: sit tonight and recite your private
verses and remember how the Sun today
sang to you and everyone.
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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AGES of restless furnances
dancing among their own flames
eating death by untold wars
The Soul: a great warrior
and Earth the expansive battle-
ground that wring the necks of
evil ones; stamping & dancing
to kill the flames, vile hands
mottled flesh and skin.
Across the blue skies a Peace
while men scream and women cry;
babies giving up the life of youth
for the grave — turns the heads of
lambs!
while young men turn old and gnaw
their fingers; never praise madness
when it is madness of no purpose!
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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In this past I remember crickets &
flies indiscriminately conflating
phylum and Genus. Whether my flesh
within Babylon or Bayonne–
tonight is the toast of this Night:
Herr Ludwig Van Beethoven
his anger and brilliance could bore
kind hearts but his sugar notes and
finesse of the keyboard was charity
and progress — so sick am i within
all these strange looks […]
we saw and heard and were all these
sick happy heaps of children on the brink
of pleasant discovery.
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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i crawled deeply within rolling tossing Earth
rolling Hills — hot is the Sun as your Temper;
but focused upon You __ when you left me; (like my jealously)
— the Seasons sang, “What with you? What with you? What
with you?” — sweet rolling & fallens: like a once-Living
jealously i possessed you and hated you___ the black taste
of Night — what with you what with you?
-=-it’s me it’s me outside the Window of my Soul
so dark so cold …
who against Death? against Light of Love?
i am reminded of one named Rimbaud — my mantra,
my sweet-one my Monster; never say good bye good bye
\but it’s me: i cannot help feeling E,motions and
ripping all t hings aPart.
Allow the gravity; allow the gravity (and ground)
to Grab you my beautiful dilapidation of RUINOUS
Love!
what monster!
:: 05.10.2020 ::
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A HUNDRED POEMS – XLVII (Rev: 07-20-2016)A HUNDRED POEMS – XLVII (Rev: 07-20-2016)
THE Smallest is a thing no name barely, just
echo memory. Just the same
Such a stain that still remains,
within my brain, the smallest thing;
fragmented memories.
of every THING i created with my
own Love__ i am a damned heart.
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:: ~~~~~ ::
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little figurei beg of you
find our way home
it is no tHing to concern yourself
: and all your Youth & beauty
: little fingers play\
the score of forgetting
/ and now. YOu face eternal
time: come here. Now. &
forgive yourself.
:: 04.22.2020 ::
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Madness has found it’s circus again.
What? – Panic.
It is where fear holds hands with
weakness.
To watch how the world changes,
as though it has never had wings
And the enemy is full of nothingness
but it’s shadow is cast across
the mind’s of those without Faith.
To allow the Sun to shine down
revealing all the Beings who Sleep
Nature’s keen sight — no thing
hidden but all revealed.
Since the world has stopped
Since the music has stopped
Since the traffic has stopped
The world is alone / inside itself
that no one says it the Skies Scream
“orietur! orietur!”
the words come alive! Alive!
:: 03.15.2020 ::
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FORGIVE me if They think i am Mad
— a center must have a whole
which i missed while drinking
starlight and licking orgasmic-
cosmic dust while tending to
a lost angelic gaggle of giggling
cherubic-like girls; (hand hiding
Mouth) Even the Heavens have s e x
like our blades of early morning
grass drip dew do i really love
how the dogs all bark at once when
they saw that Star falling from
your Skies
:: 03.11.2020 ::
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DO-liciously said i fell in Love
be(*)(*)Tween your most’ist gloriously
grand trait Oars swiftly guided my
strong and long co AWK went the
swallow chasing her boyfriend
and babies are beautiful in Spring.
:: 03.11.2020 ::
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when the heart is shattered the world turns black & cold
you either swim in the light of dust (across sunlit-Glory)
roads or float through life & space
so fuC*ing a l one
unless i am with you
the walls & madness become
a nuclear-cloud of fears
when the heart is shattered
bruised-Love accents are lips
spokenWild and the heart’s
echoes are as musicSplendor
S W I M into space
Orion hides your Face
I’d die with you if
sunlit-Glory is ever
d e s t r o y e d.
:: 03.06.2020 ::
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