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SERENADING PINK BUTTERFLY

PINK serenading colorish puffBLEW!
Fragile like my heart is on
this-IS most beautiful grouse moor
like evening that i must endure!

Endure i must a few caterpillars
to dance with you my pink propelled
flower-like butterfly!

Yes Robert! Yes! Butterflies are
self propelled flowers!”

To flutter someone MYHEART as you
flitter-do //that the many-who
never so much as do — to take
the time to be a butterfly too!

LIfe as a setting board has pinned
the many-most as chrysalis
— frozen like meaningless
many who never WHONEVER’ish
their way to oblivious ends.

:: 07-27-2018 ::


Strawberry Letter #23

Poetry


ORGANIC BRAIN

Poetry


BLUE MORPHO

Blue Morpho Poem


NIGHT KILLER

NIGHT is a mushy killer of

daylight whose victim

destroys shadows flattened

entities felled by object(ions)

-(prison splits minds, you)-

AND

a dreamy jury listens -!-

DAYlight rises vampirically like

the first felled Angel /(that

holy golden blood nourished it’s

first victim called

in

som

nia //.\\ )    in  a  world  that

continuously dreams.

:: 07-16-2018 ::


NOTHING GOES HERE

[nothing goes here] YEAH go on a

bastardSLAP bang )OOPS(

that year a salty tear fell

cascaded down my brown THIGH-eye

know my weakness is bad relationSHIPS

leaving every port where my heart

)OOPS( drowns. The worst Broadway

play axed half in wholes like

Picassoic strokes —do i hate it—

\\trickytricksterfuchsakes//

Y )OOPS( ES
of course.

:: 07-16-2018 ::


CONTOURS

THE contour of a

popped kernel

Slipped into my mind

as a silliest

th ought popcorn

pops is a mean guy

who viciously beat

the woman who loves

me. i like eating

popcorn but hate

pops.

MY kernal of #truth!

:: 07-16-2018 ::


THE MESSAGE


ALPHA BETS

wakes up at miserable

NEEDS-TIME a stumbling poet/every

step a letter – BUMPcrashing

fumbling into E; dangerous letter

as a spike like F;
C so smooth like a soft chair;
X to prostrate oneself a C R O S S;
B squishy boobies like Aunt Olga
who lost her secrets within a
dilapidated lie.

Alpha bets are big winners
and sometimes sore losers.

If i could have a word with you
i would use all alpha bets to
just express my imaginary world.

Then. Love?
Never mind—i always
lose that bet.

:: 07-16-2018 ::


FOUR BROkeN NiGHts

FOUR broken nights i am your fool

For broken Cupid knees suffering

{ b r o k e n. Behind my friend fear }

the devil in the forest bathing

as the doe licking dew

and politicians at the end of a rope

AND religion too

are about four broken nights

having bled their swollen days like pigs

Committing to breakfast bacon

And hens by eggs only

so-so!

:: 07-14-2018 ::