Category Archives: #strange

THE LIGHT OF FIRE REBORN!

THE hollowed word was >>echoed<<
at the dawn of Creation
Blisteringly fast expansion confabulates
bodiless quanta ~ The Light IS
F I R E REBORN! i met a flower within burning yellow
fields; and now i have a reason
(all around me trying to get the feeling
that always makes me quiver when
I am so high or low and my Tears drench
My own flower burning now. A
N
D you are all I need & I’m within
The middle of a thread moving inside
The eye of my OWN NEEDLE

all red tears of my own heart’s blood
And the Answer to All Answers
is when I met the One of all;
Wonder! Nothing more
Oh, and nothing less begs the One
Come into my Life ~ at last! WHISPERS |
|
_
SO
FAR
DOWN
INSIDE
OF
And I asked a friend, “Can you help?
She’s coming and I’ve been up
and down but Sir, I’m high – low
leaving tears all within me Must be the cortical stack within the bottom
Of my Own BRAIN STEM.
Sometimes carbon dictates
Action ~ otherwise I’m a spiritual
Being inside a soul cage ME.!
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:: 01-13-2017 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – LXVIII

if I LOVE what be more
that I express—stumble tumble
my tears a leg broken shoe
I should not beg the spot
where love that touched
the center of my yellow sun
so I love what never-touched
that red blot center of your heart
and if I love what be more?

:: 06-09-2014 ::


Transitions of Being

i am i am i am
tic toc tic toc tic …
probabilities are
pointless in a ‘many
worlds-interpretation
we are we are we are
thump thump thump thum …
the reduced choice
wwwwwhere lovvvvvveee
IS ALL.

:: 08-07-2016 ::


LOVE’S SO COLD WE CRY

WHEN love’s cold we cry
women seem so wicked
when hearts are so strained
men seem so distant
when love is so ugly
when we’re alone
when life is down
fears come out
when you’re so weak
hearts are so alone
when lovers are so
unwanted it seems so
cold when we’re so
hungry for love
no one knows how
to live for love
Lovers roaming nights
like when you’re down
when love’s cold
we cry and we all are
so wicked when hearts
are so strained
hearts seem so distant
opened mouths say
‘when you’re strange’

:: 10222015 ::


ZERO EMPTY PROMISE

bits of bitter tears and pheromones
shattered by broken things
called pieces of heart
and those insidiously
convincing objects called
“hope” THERE IS A UNIVERSE
that has none of these:
all within my mind.
The tainted vector rejected
abstract of all morrows
begging error’s atonement
and with hands that have
touched me: vacuumed
tears of crimson stars
a suicide band playing
within my hotel called
torture chamber —
it’s all a ‘something
called darkness locating
my soul’ goodnight kisses
darling/smoking like you’re
no pain — let it rain

:: 09-04-2015 ::


THE QUEER NATURE OF EARTH

the beauty of the
biological
mechanics
smite me!
A machinery
of faulty flesh
encased by Soul
— UNHEARD OF
in all the UNIVERSE!

:: 11-08-2014 ::