humid times along the line of the ancient Mississippi a River of mystic currents
THROUGH TIME he asked me to cut a stem of sugar cane under the sun and gave me a
Trapper lock knife (1918) — and cried.
it was fine a fine day for this young boy. aLWAYS meeting dead souls.
:: 07.10.2020 ::
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DELRIN TRAPPERLOCK STAINLESS KNIFE
QUOD numquam accedit ad lumen aeternum (THAT NEVER GOES UNTO THE ETERNAL LIFE)
THAT HAS never approached the eternal
light of my Heart
as: Nunc rcm unguentorum,
relish the night as
when tears are not enough
the end is closer
toward a new beginning
than the fears recessed toward
that One who Always Lost
but ——> but not us.
:: 07.10.2020 ::
BORN WITHIN THE CRACK
BORN within the C R-A-C-K
of road and gutter fighting Tears like
no other feed me; feed us; save the
fetus [if not for the madness
within the air (BRAIN!)
maiming us_____/\/\
/\___]it’s okay to SCREAM\
the horror of this DAY!
oh rain oh rain oh REIN!
the virus of covered9’s
upSIDE down (listen now)
are three by three – OH!
–>digging within the brain
–no rain!
:: 07.10.2020 ::/
/
/
her mouth is like the
fine bust of all sounds
\life given /now re-
ceived/wander through space
my profound love with a
hidden face.
(could not help it)
THE GREAT SMALLEST
i grEW into a GREAT
smallness’t
that walked the dangerous
forest of my carpet
i lost the lie of physicality
while dreaming this dream
of life —
no one truly sleeps
we are always HERE.
:: 07.10.2020 ::
smallnest is now a word
SPECTACULAR ENTERTAINMENT
SITTING so little is so… This little
would-be bride in a Kind of cellophane
yellow-red candy dress
like misery reaching
its hand tearing fine
garments of feelings I am becoming
millions of broken shards of
eyes that find me so disgusting
blue windows – pink rooftops
dirt, sunrises,sewage ditches
and the petals of picked dying flowers
upon my refrigerator ~~ (i use to have purpose)
My eyes still blind from prehistoric light
while the screams and moans of assaulting life
rant through Gotham! With no voice!
:: 06-11-2015 ::
rev: 07102020
ASTEROID
*** DRAFT ***
,
,
,
*
Hey hey! mighty Asteroid
you have come from so
far away makes my mind
and dizzy head ;
250 million years ago they
walked right where my life
now Stands /makes me wonder
/, it makes me wonder
if i should have another
, another who stands here
one day \\
we dominated this land for
200 thousand years now
then went for a walk with
the dinosaur. hey hey
mighty asteroid you are
picture with no future.
:: 07.10.2020 ::
DA SI OUI WE YES
da -=>si
we OUI (wee!) YES!
the frames of life-
video running down that
spine /taking you every-
where one-on-one\no words
can save you this time
except for the golden
Character (you feel it
when Life turns the Screws)
al-pha:BET iconic symbols
of every Language here and
up there — YEA JA HAHA!
:: 07.10.2020 ::
LOVE MY LOVE
LOVE my love never dies
sometimes weak but you keep
a fire lit between us
In the night such a might
between us
in the night such strength
bequeath us
such delight the arrow
of Cupid binds us
as one
Never leave but believe
such a gift so rare
is Our Love.
:: ~~ ::
The Screaming Rose
I’d never heard a rose
scream
then again
one never spoke
to me
She’d lost her petals
of her Spring by when
her season changed
where is my love!
B e y o n d
the valley-sorrow awash
over hills o’blue!
is when I heard
a rose scream
all her red upon the ground
within blood and thorns
cried wilted stem
screaming, “woe is me!”
:: 03-16-2015 ::
xx
x
=good NIGHT
mine — for
eternity: your
my oh mine baby
and shall always
be -upon everything
i shall ever own –eternity
and we we be long
together you rich lips
belong to me only for eternity
: all eternity — i swear to
God & eVERYthing i ever own
alone just together for
eternity.
:: 07.08.2020 ::
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