between attention and retention
is an elastic rubber band-THOUGHT
s   t   r   e   t   c   h   e   d
atop beginnings and superfluous
endings (a word: ending–>i hate)
Of earth and air as mortal distraction
to wake up and piss and brush one’s
tooth; to clothe the wolf in sheep-
skin(cheap skin too) and make a bee
LINE to work! the master makes money
and we too–pennies on the dollar
So today i take the strain vertically
and dove so deep within my mind
i find i pierced the glint of what-if’s
and other impossibilities: i am writer
of words keeping note of insanity!

:: 08-01-2015 ::

IF we run into that sun
(we)should we see all things
brighter-clear and taller
to-day, remember?
The strawberry moment;
and fields of red luscious
berries when we held hands
with a squawk above piercing
hearts–the hawk’s keen eye
watched us growing in love
i remember how the night came
as a soft silk blanket ;it’s
hushed feelings sang, ‘eternal’
then a noisy dawn that brought
scars where vessels ought naught
be tied to rotting docks
And i remember that king of air
speaking without his crown:
SQUAWK! harbinger of discordant
noise like my love-life

:: 08-01-2015 ::

love come `q u i c k ly !
before a faltered sun
should be still.
Within me mystic darkness,
a church bell rang,
quickly! Like symbols
clanging trembles; cymbal
is my heart —
and symphony is in the air
as it is everyday; every hear!
And I – ah! Stumbles is
where my path leads; tripping
dipping swaying flaying across
“the labor of an age in piled
stones!” Milton knows!

:: 08-01-2015 ::

SHADOW MAKER

i ~~~ ME
got a
brave emotion
don’t you see
streaming crimson
it’s a vain body
i left in sunset
S H A D OW of its
decline // a spiral of
a tenth of a flame until
sunset a sunset of
S H A D O W M A N
WITH his other kind
in declined so i shrink
for others who kiss the
sun::: it’s so, so kind
the last of a dreamer
shallow man; shallow!
–man; sticks to shadows
and it’s a small mouth
(SHALLOW/SHALL WE)
meet the dreamer of love
just a chance to meet
:: the soul who may have
been the dreamer —maker
of dreams. shall we go?
so we go –>we go!
“” WISH I WERE SPECIAL “”

and if i am not
one of those
breezy hearts
what would make
your heart listen
so i want to\ be loved
by you loved by you
and i am so simply
a luckiest guy
ugliest guy —
so what’s upon my mind’
i think, listen —
i want to be loved by you
just you and i want to
be loved by you
the luckiest guy ~~
just a kiss from you
just a kiss – poc’
po-oop just you,
no body but you ~~
love….ed. by you!
i want to be loved
by just you!
i want to be the luckiest
guy in all the world
let me:letME be.

:: 08-01-2015 ::

i sit upon a needle the mountain of hate
a point in time as space and i should
always say everything’s so much
like memories, a cascade of all i
ever knew but then again i never try
cause i remember everything
and hate is a birthday
and sadness all the friends
who bring gifts of pain
and where is my sweetest friend?
in this world of shadows and
fake light do you let me down?
are you with someone else
i’m here and should never wonder
cause you have it all and i’m
just an empty hole you visit
sometimes//__so real it breaks
eyes when they gaze into a face
i wear everyday /my Kingdom of
shadows like a crown of deep despair
as i sit upon this mountain of
needles\\.

:: 07-31-2015 ::

i twisted my soul inside
of your_NO and did not
weepingly cry it’s so
spreaded f e e l i n g s
ooVER tOWER ‘s MOon
the leSSly creature which_
broken snapped i did it’s
neck to breathe –>>me

whO perfectly sent
bits of brilliant pieces
toward someWhere i call
home: and my congregated
lit spot of sparkling
nonsense is shouting,
“i (just me) wish
a sliver of meaning
about this all!”

:: 07-30-2015 ::

OH mirror in my heart what is love
and if i should sail through life would
seasons of my life follow?
so i took a walk around up toward a mountain
where the clouds kiss the ground and oh mirror
in my heart what is love can i make it through
all the changes of life and the seasons — well,
hmm, i have been so afraid of love and loss that time
has made my soul so old until i saw the smile
of a child within my heart so i walk up toward the
mountain of life and ah, i can see how foolish
humans can be so afraid but love is time
and as we go through life love becomes the bolder
as a teacher wishing we’re getting older and more wise
so i’m now building life around change and i’m bolder
too — oh mirror in my heart
i know what is love now

:: 07-25-2015 ::

even WINGS
in sunlit burst-KISS
me as i purple-pink
you; love
we two know
smiles
as when i hug
the immense whole
of what i see in you
oh God! i should cry
if laughter did not
stumble God telling
me — YES! Two points
of a period within
a comma of life!

:: 07-25-2015 ::

BY caster lit moonlight
I ate ambivalence;
where Sun spread her
sheets upon the Earth’s
green bedding
and the fairies muddle
flittering in red roses
and river oh river
hushed it’s running
heart for this moment!
as green and gold spoke
between night’s gasping
inviting new promise
this new day!

:: 07-29-2015 ::