Category Archives: #poems

TALK IS SO CHEAP

i  sleep so tired
My head so worn
And talk so cheap
Like when I sleep

They come for me
All inside my head
And when i pray:

They say, “Talk so Cheap!”
i don’t think i’ll survive
Cause every single night;

They come for me —
Those ones within my brain.

Dream police
Come with handcuffs
— You know when we talk
And those false rumors
Keep me awake every single
Night driving me insane!

And those men in black
Live all within my head
— Well i cannot tell
If i fell to sleep Tonight!
Every single night they
Drive me so insane and all
Within my BRAIN:

I try to dream — but every time
They persecute me all without
A judge or jury and now i stay
Awaken with one eye closed
To keep away the zombies,
Vampires, wolves, and
Monsters of this zone!

It’s the dream police —
ICE, and governmental
Whores; the people of
Every shade.

Like, talk so cheap.

:: 01-23-2018 ::


EMPTY WORDS

Empty words, emotionally inward —

a wound of divided space,
Of vacant space, yourself

Running away to a very last one.

The tears turn dry.

As love cries.

:: 01-23-2018 ::


COSMOLOGICAL ILLNESS

COSMOLOGICAL ILLNESS

ON a twisted dream
the mind slips.
Libra –lost balance
: the small pebbles
fall — freeMale
goat Crazed Cancer

ASCENDANT by a
configuration of lip-
cursed
star-studded
angel hair.
ALL deep thoughts
abused and bruise
by
Melancholy Souls:
A Price all pay
for orchards of
baby breath

Dream, dream, dream
aslant, disjoined
| bulging thoughts
Like a protoanimal to
the New Year of
flat-breasted
|birthing universe

: a bright star
co-joined by a dying
Universe dis-
lonelied, an eternal
circle shivers
quivering bliss-
fully.
: -01-04-2018 :


THEATRICAL PHYSICISTS

Theoretical physics!  Where the mind
meets itself in abstract
Lines of divergent thoughts:
The noodle of the universe!

EXPLOSION OF CREATIVITY
BOOM!
ASWHERE most humanity is far away
From the LIGHT
THE MIND’S shadow is dim

But not them:  Einstein,
Bohr, Kaku, Hawking, and Guth!

Closer —
The shadow more defined!
A five-digit hand touching
the wall of the bone
of cave where all sight is
seen but not them.

THE EXPLORATION OF OUTER SPACE
through INNER SPACE!

And they appeal to the masses!
Zeal, entertainment, and
Breaking down the fundamentals
so we can all understand!

:: 01-04-2018 ::


MY FRIENDS

AND if I ever call you
my friend ~
Tears and weak knees my love
Whenever I begin
my eyes cry and a hard
shoulder forever!
And now I dream my love
I begin to undrstand all
all within your eyes!
And now I know my life is more
and in every moment there is
a reason to carry on! Oh!
Sweet love! It’s a miracle
and a beautiful sight —
\ and if when I ever call
you friend; here we are
for ever and ever
— forever and ever like
a dream kissed; and now
I know my life has given me
more than a sweet dream.
And that is everything I dreamed
And now I know life has given
me more than memories!
A reason to carry on!
So now, within the sea of love
we all wish to swim in life
— so call me. call me.

OH, everyone call me.
I think I have the heart
to heart your love.
So love. Love me.
I love you.

:: 12-16-2017 ::


SHOW YOURSELF

i see your tears
hidden by years
of hiding yourself.

So sad, so lonely
So hard to have courage
within this world.

But i see your feelings
See me, see us, beautiful
like a rainbow.

Show me your smile
to see you laughing
makes them crazy.

Show yourself
Show yourself
Show yourself

So never be discouraged
So hard to be yourself
within this world.

And I see your love
And I see your strength
And that is why I love you!

So never be afraid
Never to be afraid
being afraid is dying.

:: 12-10-2017 ::


EAT THE SUN

i see the tower of impeccable love
mystics have played there before
and my bleeding heart too,
by the creek of golden waters
And my soul soaking love
my love by the sun: our hearts
eating light.

I have seen the history
of enchantment so many years ago
the numbers too large; too large
but not by love or the sun.
Too — like when hope is torn apart
and all that is realized is by
the sun we eat in part.

One by one so together; two
by different parts and legends
for good sake: we are loved
by the Sun!

Spirit! above flesh! The forgiveness
by goodness’ sake! Love is forever
and kindness for human’s-sake |

Let kindness be the wise visitor
Allow wisdom into your heart;
to be so secured is all the wisdom.
All of the good and to believe in
the good of man.

All of the good within this universe.

 

:: 11-22-2017 ::

 


Like Presidents Blowing Smoke

Had my love to dig so I dug
 and came up slug –>
one working so hard for it
another working to disrupt me.
So saw an eye on the other side
of a world –> robbing bank
called my love // printing
a magazine online called foolery
 so she commercialize men \\
and made us all like gorillas
feeding bananas to the bitches
  like these presidents blowing
Smoke:: and if we think all of
this is like a coma?  Climbing
out of confusion into a solution
we call Monkey Branching.
   I’m not Joe but came up slow.
It’s like San Antonio, Texas.
   Alamo go –>  beating down
all the brown people called
Mexicans.  And so Ann said,
‘I can.”  I grab my word machine
and say, “Wordsmith back to nexus
— call us all Mixes:: what is
this thing we profess is it all
all Tejas or Texas?”  Let the
American Indians say we are already
gone:  Let the truth ring white
is alone.  The world is One and
so are the peoples of the world
One.  Over.
:: 10-01-2017 ::

Dream the Quantum Dream

I dream the quantum dream
in another place
Like world events somewhere
are no concern reflected
I feel connected at times
by tears as like bullets
And Jesus come save me
My tears are steam
My heart a scream.
It’s all a dream
It’s all myself
a photographic
dysmorphic laceration
and so I scream.
Born on a way-Station
light-years from you
and blown way down
into your world —
I scream. I scream.
Gentilia your satisfaction
and I’m a vessel for infection
never disregarding intellect
so I scream disregard affection.
And the year is Rooster
and I should know
so now I go — simplicity
is a reason for necessity.
and I scream this is our world.
:: 10-01-2017 ::

THE PUZZLE OF THE BUFFALO

THIS dream.

I am walking through a tunnel between the streets.  Air as thick

as my misconceptions of life.  The gutters are gone but my fears

fulfill the deed.

A passing light of brilliant orbs dazzle me then I am walking

across a cache of weapons and I see my feet amongst others.

The wolves’ den.

“Who are you?”  One asks.

I am a dream walker.

“Are you crazy?” asks another.

No.  I am here for reasons unknown.

“Kill him.” says the one with shifty eyes.

Why would you wish this?

“He’s a pig.”

No.

“Bro, do you have buffalos running around within

your head?”

Yes.

“Let him go.”

I love you all and please learn from this:  if you

do all that is told then you are not living a brilliant

life as you can.

And the buffalos will trample you one soon day.

I wake up.

:: 09-17-2017 ::