Category Archives: #perfume

WARRIOR OF AMARANTH NIGHTS

i would sink if the moon left these shores!  picture of myself,
bright floods!  seeking shadowed roads.  Of yellow and green
cellophane hearts –into the willows of an old courtyard.
   O my dying quiet hearts of arts and words of black dog,
brown shepherd hungry formasters — bitter peaches upon the ground : 
while sulfur and evil drown in shallow swims.
Oh but Lord!  through amaranths and Sahara blues as fire and creepers
seep through the widow’s cage!   i walked Guianan without shoes
and flew through the ducal window on such a moonlight as the blessed bindweed. 
Across ages of time and hordes cross our aged Europe.
Every soul crosses the moors — all warriors!

:: 08.31.2020 ::


A LARGEST NIGHT

Mellifluous are the songs of moon
lit lips pressing a maddened
heart as mine!

This largest night ate the orchards
and prismatic towns by the shores
where waves say goodbye torturing
women who have lost their sailors
on calmer nights.

Instead of life the sea has come
has come to take from me
all i have called normality

what most who love may dislike
what some who hate may balance
i n l i f e :
a severe disinclination
or tolerance for such as me!

so cold are some it feels as stings
from a polar bee!


A HUNDRED POEMS – XVII

the heart expand to the left
it demanded space to grow
lilies of my fields
sprout and bloom in sunlight
fed you blossom and color
in the dark night: hypnotized
musical words
nurtured from \ little poems
thus i am human \
skin from dust
below your stem
that is where —
one-day i shall go
soon one day
and my soul
be your bed

:: 03-26-2014 ::
rev: 07.26.2020b 08112020


I’M A NASTY SALT

SO i wish I smelled
like you instead of
the nasty salts of
a working man
Amazing Grace
by Philosophy
All you write;
“I have no right
fresh sun and love”
leaving me the
citrus note:
‘wish I was like you’
So white musk and
so regretful apologies
soft floral blossom
of ofactory you!

I’m scared cause I
want you — tic-toc
addiction of
whore clock

:: 07-01-2015 ::