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A SMALL SPACE BETWEEN DEATH & LIVING

I (someONE) dreamed
when i were
alive dancing
within time
kissing days
and holding hands
of summer heat
alive
dreaming life
of pain and pleasure
a romance of
beating heart
and measure
of a small space
between death
and living
is the sweet dream
of life

:: 09302015 ::


IF I LIE WITHIN MY BED OF PAIN

if i lie within my bed of pain
let’s call her death
and my sheets i’ve woven
entwined in dreams of youth
that i took your breasts
within my mouth i weep!
and to see how life expands
into a thin string of weakness
and of your-heart and smile
too i’ve seen thinly die
i ate the dreams
from your mouth and arguments
are stupid things spectral ghosts
of hungry love!
but your eyes and lips and hands
are just as ghostly to my heart
as years that creep away and
so do you!

:: ~~ ::


I ADORE DIRTY PRETTY HUNGRY

i love you and my love
you love my child
which was born
dead
i heard you
in my head
my loving whore
who adored
my love a perfect
story of horror
a gun to my head
a peace of heart
a piece of me
loving death
And you are dirty
and i count the stars
and you are dead
eating wishes in me
i am your whore
asking God entirely
why my neck stretched
upon sweet teeth
–a gun to my head
always my whore

:: 09302015 ::


I DON’T HAVE A GUN

A smell of silence
as i am as we are
give me a word
as a friend as i know
as we were memories
say you gave a moment
i froze you in me
memory a memory
is such a belated
friend — memory
a memory dead
Instead say to me
you are a tramp
a defeated friend
whom i love instead
of all the ones
who killed me
and i scream i love
the one who doesn’t
have a gun
i love everyone

:: 09302015 ::


IF I LIE WITHIN MY BED OF PAIN

if i lie within my bed of pain
let’s call her death
and my sheets i’ve woven
entwined in dreams of youth
that i took your breasts
within my mouth  i weep!
and to see how life expands
into a thin string of weakness
and of your-heart and smile
too i’ve seen thinly die
i ate the dreams
from your mouth and arguments
are stupid things spectral ghosts
of hungry love!
but your eyes and lips and hands
are just as ghostly to my heart
as years that creep away and
so do you!

:: ~~ ::


THUNDER & DESTINY

I didn’t know your name when we met
on the train; destinations like ghosts
who have lost their bodies
Onward we road the rail with thunder
and destiny.

:: ~~~~~ ::


RESURRECTION (IMMACULATE CONCEPTION)

RESURRECTION (IMMACULATE CONCEPTION)

My confession to you:
I wish to dig my flesh inside of you
and feel your soul // quiver and tremble //
tears of joy.
And, animal lust beyond a passion
surpassed only by Resurrection and
Immaculate Conception!

:: ~~~~~ ::


ONE VOICE

Just one voice to say
one word
in a forest full of trees
one just feel
some rejoice in this world
But for those who feel
such love
so compelled to express
their fear
we live not for justice
or such liberty
but for love and the
magic of tragedy!

:: ~~~~~ ::


I MET THE DEVIL TODAY

I MET the devil wearing a sun-dress this day in May she winked at me in a most persuasive way
and asked if I had change for thirty pieces of silver

being poor I only had my soul to offer this day

We strolled across the river of Life. I almost fell in.
Nimble and fast, she caught my heartstrings and said:
“Never do that again” — and my heart caught fire &
my eyes bled

i beg to be devoured by pleasure than wracked by life today

She loves me as the Libra that I am so romantic in my ways
i grab onto the drops of her tears, so swept away this sinful day: the giver
who never expects a gift in return –if only for love.

when doves die do they fly north or south – remain in place I say
Within my body a magnetic heart — attracts and burns some souls and crows
sing the song forgotten for so long as we dance for days twilight burns pavement
and heals unborn promises this way

ice cries and fire smiles all the while we wept as humans in life

I met the devil today and she was wearing the mask I lost in childhood.
Asking not what I could do for her — she gave a love unmatched burning fields of daisies
as we walked thru the countryside by side and the rains came — the skies moaned and asked for flesh and bone today.

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I SAY KISS ME YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL

WE have seen with hands
and heard with hearts
and have kissed insanity.

That corrupt sound of
being trapped within the
belly of this horrible machine.

And your tears have given me
a message of surrender
and within such desolation…

I offer you my flower-heart
in this dark night, the moon
and earth abides within
the soul of infinite love.

:: 09212015 ::