THERE, the snapping
mouths of mortals
demanding meaning.
I only replied
in mystical words:
I am the new
poet of this age
more satisfied
than Rene Daumal!

:: 10-31-2014 ::

I apologized as you tripped
into the summer’s flowerBed
to retrieve you from buttercups
I pressed your gown down
from above it reached the up!
And the laughter shared by us!
Me, just a poet and you the words.
I assumed cotton paper that day
along with jewellery quarter’s
best dip-pen ink could help me say
“This day is/will always be my best’,

:: 10-23-2014 ::

touch-skip the slopes
lovingLY my
goldBee
kissNectar lips
Her prize touched I
between my passion
and expectations
dreams a tossed
plungingSoftly
passion Bite!
kissing her lips
and how my world
has these falling columns
when our bodies clasp
herOn my tenderPetals
the kiss and no Thing
more than that!
Her bloodFuse snap
eatingSlippery heart
raindrop has a fall
pollen a flight
and love the flutter
butHer slopes of lip
a Goldgate opened
for my soul to enter

:: 10-15-2014 ::

KISS me
don’t tell
me —
Silenced by
love

:: 08-14-2014 ::

i feel love [expression]
a death did die
i feel loathe [depression]
that which i tried
a fountain of crimson
dancing // re-living,
all my life in you&me
i feel love yes i do
i feel love, love, love
and love, love, love
i feel love in you&me
and red nights too
when words are not enough
and the knife kisses me
and says, “i love you”

:: 10-01-2014 ::

i met a person who lives
inside the hearts of lovers
and eats away the dreams
and kicks away the flesh
of souls who are ruined
by that whispery touch

she is the queen of lust

the heart knew at first
when my hair stood up
and my feelings crashed
beyond the field of love

and the palms of my hands
swore you shall never be
a gallant man who holds
a love within your hands

and the swamp churned
alligator danced too
as i walked my way
to the house of Eros

Now you are warned my friend!
she has a suitcase in hand
and the only time you’ll be
safe is when she’s away

God only knows if i won!

And now i stay inside
when the sun goes down
holding dearly to life
and all religious things

rosary, cross and heart

she is the queen of lust
and i cried, “mother,
you told me not to do
what you’ve done!  Stay
upon the course of life
and not in the field
where lust runs wildly.”

Well, i was warned
and the Earth sang
to me dear man,
the swamp churns
alligator and mud
and you are sweet
that ingredient
between the rising
sun and death lust

And God, who won?
only within the house
of Eros will you know

:: 10-01-2014 ::

shadowLife, my like-life
follows, one against the ground
and who can understand
the tall-standing one?
in light, together like-be,
at night, absorbed within me
an asylum for two-sided coins
where lifePocket holds a hole
a hatch for escaping Life,
and beauty falls beneath
rushingBusy knees into that
sewer of busy street-life

:: 10-01-2014 ::