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THE MADNESS OF LANGUAGE
Hungry tongue keeps tasting
missing words and I keep writing,
“That that is is that that
is not is not that is it is it not:
So on this hot summer’s day I
threw in commas and spoke with
a fed tongue:
“That that is, is. That that is not, is not.
That is it, is it not?”
And me and my mouth rejoiced without ever
eating the poisoned apple || God swore
and the devil danced, angels rejoiced
and whores and poor men laughed
like aborted children left inside a gutter
:: 06-20-2015 ::
ACADEMIC HALLS OF HELL FIRE
WHO hates me? scholars?
Sisters? Brothers?
Mother? Father?
I write the words of my heart and expect
no return!
I write the pain and pleasure
and never stop! I was a child
and then I grew up! And now an
adult of dead children — not
me but you!!! And who are you?
With your foundation of preconceived
poetry and I’m so sad to say
a meat puppet of academic
halls and you can tear down the
diploma of your years learning –>
try to make something NEW ON YOUR OWN:
and then I’ll notice Y O U
—->>i PRAISE change AND FEAR
no-thing within institutions
and I’m living FREE –? ARE YOU!?
:: 06-11-2015 ::
LAUGHING ZEBRAS WITH ZERO-UMBRELLAS
BENEATH the tears under the eyelids
of a broken heart across the fields
above the vast skies you see your soul
floating in dreams
Gently weeping spirit-soul speaking
to all you take a cloud inside
your mouth and all cellophane anger
melts so you find yourself in a
paradise of laughing Zebras holding
zero-umbrellas on a tram-trail to Heaven
And all the worries you ride upon the
car-marshmallow ride
A nirvana trip of hearts: if you
picture yourself in peace
:: 06-10-2015 ::
I SURRENDER, MY LOVE
NEVER MET a finger-Word!
the some=thought One
could place a touch upon!
On time’s nobly proportioned
and monstering horror swallows!
and once said, “each time my
heart broken makes life
adventurous!
:: 06-06-2015 ::
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