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DREAMING closely i kissed nature
within everything and where it
was: dreaming i dreamt i was
back within myself
within a stain’d-spot
counting all the looks &
remembering all souls’ reflection
(is it all i wish to be?)
i find myself too afraid to
see. Dreaming delusions of
a storm of phantom numbers
where all beings die:
almost 8 billion years after
Earth ceases to exists —
is there any lamp post to see?
are the alley’s shadows all
you wish to be?
many wise hearts speak-spoken
so mysterious and fashionably
sensible you failed —
life breaks my heart.
:: 07.19.2020 ::
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SO…
WORDS are dying everyday
(within my mind) LOVE i gave
too much (sometimes)
the weather is us ||
and science an empty heart ||
LOVE, we shared our lives
for a time: i command your
face is the way it was in
grand facade and without notice
i am always complete with
knowing i saw the Light & Heat
within your eyes / so WORDS:
to express so much wasted
pain & these moments keep slipping
away
:: 07.16.2020 ::
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i am held within constant gestation;
little dots called glyph s –words
swim within my Soul. L:0ve me if you
will but love me well if you must love
me.
this is another ‘birth’ and its name
is the subject of this tiny xpreshun
of wurd.
;; 05.13. 2020 ;;
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PLEASE sir, take away my eyes
you see the sky’s all wrong
spinning around (whatever i do)
it’s her, Mother Mary crying
upon her knees screaming;
i did it all wrong
and what i’ve done
cannot be undone
whatever i do
whatever i do
whatever i do
it’s all wrong
but all so true
Touched the skin
of a celestial being
just a little thing
changed me
changed the world
begging you take my heart
you see all that the world feels
i feel
i feel
i feel
the sky spinning all around
no matter what i do
:: 01-23-2019 ::
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MoMA i cannot give my children
away ||| the walls are lonely
crucifixes — flatSURFACES making
tears |/and\| resurgence of
ways i have died. ‘ Simply ‘ is
no word that exists in this
universe, dear. And infinity are
spaces between whole numbers;
ONE s t retched in2 a hope
of reaching outside the caveBONED
life of souls my dear. We only
have each other and my heart
aches i cannot feel any longer
than this:
*
i love you, too.
:: 07-01-2018 ::
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I watched a tender
blue sky seep into
sleep and
experienced dark claws
of rough black earth
awaken me
And the moon itself
sucking bones and
dirt from Earth
into a funnel
toward Heaven
This I saw while
being born
This I know as
each small day
i die slowly //
:: 08-07-2016 ::
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so you left a note (that) hung
upon the air
magically floating in the air
i tore it down with my tears
where nothing is a particular thing
and it cuts my heart reading you –>
you’ll never see the courage
that i have shown today;
it burned the world within my heart
and how the devil has a summer house
as bright as a star — All within
the space of a few hours
life and death — rebirth became
a furious fire. Goodbyes are a
promise, dear. And for the strong
souls — only said once.
:: ~ ::
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1
WHEN i am alone i am with you
my heart’s aflutter!
i am standing on the edge
of life crying. Life give me
the answer of what i am.
When i wait here i hope for
your gentle smile and love
your insides a pleasant
surprise. And soft hair
touches my deepest love,
it’s throbbing!
Then i put on my face
and walk the streets again.
2
I smell you i feel you
then again i write my prose
and my heart closes like a clam
Inside the universe there’s a
soul burning with you
i don’t want to be without you
tick as i tick flowing like time
i embrace your world with eyes
rolled back, a pool in time
3
Come please, forget this world
and jump into my world
when i am a lone i am with you
my heart’s aflutter!
i am standing on the edge
of this life crying.
:: 11050215 ::
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IN quiet nights i see how
we kissed goodbyes and knew
how love is so wild like
memories that wain
upon trees and bluejays
but through the time
i kissed your tears
over and again
with eyes that know
how shadows ran
across the breeze
in brush-stroked love
So say hush my heart
let’s watch the yonder
where celestial wheels
roll across the blue
spirits crying.
we sketched our hearts
in the chill of seasons
and how i know now
all the words you said
and i did not listen
and you suffered insanity
but now i see how flaming
flowers blaze within you
and weather-faces blow
memory — and how i
love you now.
Quiet nights comforting
floating clouds.
:: 10222015 ::
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Yes a long burning cord
is pacing over the plain
-ly bared necks and we may
have everything we wish but
still hearts bleeding and
embracing vulgar
materialistic laughter
but if i should say
goodmorning and say to you
thankyousoverykindly
your throat is a world
and the oceans words
and your touch is God
:: 10182015 ::
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