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IF I COULD NEVER HEAR OR CRY

oh, so lonely are the stop lights
like life we try to hide that keeps
us running hard
well, yes it’s a memory that keeps
hanging upon the apron strings of
souls who serve love upon a plate
of porcelain-hearts
Still, tears that shaped my heart
and somewhere broken dreams ;
willows weeping i catch their
tears in a cup of all my own heart
and i hear her voice in the night
and she hears my verse – i spend
eternally where we left off: i’m
tears she caught from me and what
she used to be and we’re forever
young: the kiss of a wish i wish
i could forget and the night has
it’s own voice /\/\/\
i wish i could never hear

:: 07-11-2015 ::


HAND JOB

“i feel pretty good”
says the puppet
with your fingers
inside my guts
the finger prints
touching my vulva
and i hate
how your third
finger never reaches
my heart!

:: FUCK YOU ::


CIRCLES ARE PERFECT

ANCHOR weight upon the
hull of my skin
and down below the waves
i met a friend or five
i was ship-wrecked
didn’t say life guard!
AND now down in the park
with hundreds of thousands
met the shadow who killed me
didn’t scream ‘help me’
i am the soul who bleeds
I magma like mother earth
it’s not quite the same
as flesh and bone but you
know ~~ souls are the same
WHATEVER you live
AND ‘WHO’ is a mind-blown
thought: ~~>i don’t think
just feel i heard your voice
and if i touch your heart
:someTHEN some like one you

:: 07-10-2015 ::


THE TRUE POET

if a poetry is ANYBODY  (ydobyna) INSIDE-OUT
turned sideways and outside IN

is anyone      curious to know what
poets feel? AND if        money or fame is purposed
by focused glasses of magnified lens of fame
then let the word-smith burn ants upon hills
But if somewhere with (it does seem within
the cavity of our chests) prose speaks to us then
let him or her write it down for humanity! i think there
is something to passion when a heart is mixed
with words and no desire for financial advancement
to let no no say:
‘your words are worthless’

:: 07-08-2015 ::


DREAMING SWEET DREAMS

DREAMING sweet dreams of you
where every night
i see you then thoughts
(of my own heart) asks: why can’t
i have you?
WHEN I ache deeply and you smile
when we met again it seems i’m not
the one for you and i could never hate
you : it’s just dreaming sweet
dreams of you
Oh heart! why do you say things
i know are not true?
i should look forward and not into the past
so my heart says hello to you
When I dream tonight i should dream alone
and know i should never wear the ring of love
i’ve been dreaming of//

:: 07-08-2015 ::


IF THEN I WOULD SAY

if being: dreamed, wings
i should fly toward
the biggest hill
i speak (and forgive me)
whatever is between
these hills and dreams
my dearest sweetest heart
if thereinmy sincrestmouth
you should taste my love dear
bright eyes –>there drifts
like a woman within a dream
and Now i say: what if
i c ould say more?
the heavens would roar!

:: 07-07-2015 ::


TWELVE STEPS TO LOVE – ii

Wish) become so big
\innocence/
i lack-lock your scorn
of easily hatred of
being me ~~ tomorrow is a
dream tonight
and time: could
it take away? take away dreams !
? There are no corners
for questions and they
– which-wish become
more! No here dear
only love if you may
(quiet softly know)me
i/dove\ dying-ly
believe in you if
something believes
me

:: 07-07-2015 ::


TWELVE STEPS TO LOVE — i

THERE you sat with
never beginning
eyes upon the chair
me: the thought
it thin like you,
Strawberry cheese
cake bang – thoughts
and i am severely no
thing and no one ever
a soul without a
voice writing words
the ‘who’ who h ea rs
me i am severely sorry
for being quiet.
–child who
become adult
and child who
never died inside
flowers of holiness
|| adults !

:: 07-07-2015 ::


OPINION OF POETRY

COMPRESSED emotions
are as enticing as
short poetry ~~
shortened  verses
to reach hearts!

:: 07-05-2015 ::


THE BLACK DOVE

i shall know you are more fucked
than me ~~~~ i should say i am
more screwed by life but then again
i do not wish to gain advantage over you
because i do love you but if i say life
wrought fear and pain it is toward me wholly
and i say something spared you my lovely
broken-winged dove; two air creatures
walking upon ground one knows and the other
no idea what happened of her! So lovely
one, i am the black dove just for you
the air adores your broken wing and i
your soul! i can fly but stay with you!

:: 07-05-2015 ::