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The Beating Hearts

How happy are the solitary souls,
Who sow the sky in desert knolls,
Who seek the living ‘neath the breeze,
And chase the dreams that no one sees.

For they are salt of the earth,
Who find their joy in nature’s mirth,
And as they roam, their eyes alight,
With beauty hidden from plain sight.

The desert sings its lonely song,
As time screeches and ticks along,
But those who seek can find repose,
And love the words that no one knows.

The winged sun sheds its feathers bright,
And laughter fills the eternal light,
As the fennec darts beyond the dune,
And the mirage fades like a forgotten tune.

And though the rocks may lay in bed,
With silence echoing in their stead,
The fixed eye hovers alone,
Like the eagle soaring to its throne.

The snake may smother the rat’s last breath,
And death may steal the morning’s dew,
But those who seek can find their bliss,
In the wonderland of solitude.

Oh, how happy are the ones who see,
The world through eyes that dance and glee,
For they find meter in life’s great plan,
And love in the beating heart of man.

: 03.30.2023 ::


Everything Survives

UNIVERSE eating everything is beautiful
if it chooses your heart
for space-time is empty
and equations cold.

Everything | all smallest pieces
quantum foam and beyond
Love survives.

I wake up into this dream
inside my little head
i hear everything
and sad songs some
many of love lost
but my heart survives.

:: 03.30.2023 ::


White Cave Bone

Today i found a cave
of white bone
its my lonely head
how happy to be here
inside my head
outside is skin
outside is flesh
and highways
of blood

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Evil Woman

HOW i met a bad bad woman
when i was upon my last breath
i was careless in a careless world
she promised me love and desired flesh
i came too because i gave it all

What i need is a wonderful prosecutor
because I loved more than i have in my heart

I know evil and loved her once
so help me and don’t make me deny it
i met an evil woman who took my heart
and ate it on a summer’s day
and now, this boy is broken, because she could

I’ve come to you for the guidance
I have no good defense and feel like a criminal
loving evil in beautiful skin

Heaven, help me from those who are fallen
angels and I keep living this day like
it’s a new day so cleanse me from the filth
called evil women.

:: 03.30.2023 ::


The City a Beast and Women Tigers

Well, have you heard about the Goo Goo Muck?
She’s a real cool chick and she looks so tough
Wearin’ silver studs and her hair’s all fixed
Ain’t no man got her, she’s the Goo Goo Muck

Well, you can look all night but you won’t ever find
A hair on her head or a speck of grime
She’s got a whole lot of rhythm in her soul
When she gets the rhythm, she can’t help but roll

She’s the Goo Goo Muck (x4)

Well, she walks through the streets in a neon dream
Her body’s a work of art, it’s a sight to be seen
She don’t give a damn about your foolish pride
She’s gonna strut her stuff and take you for a ride

Well, have you heard about the Goo Goo Muck?
She’s a real cool chick and she looks so tough
Wearin’ silver studs and her hair’s all fixed
Ain’t no man got her, she’s the Goo Goo Muck

She’s the Goo Goo Muck (x4)

:: 03.30.2023 ::


BLUEBONNETS FAIR

Amidst fields of bluebonnets fair,
I wander lost in memories there,
Of days gone by, of love so true,
Of a time when my heart belonged to you.

In the present, the bluebonnets sway,
Whispering secrets of yesterday,
Of promises made beneath their bloom,
Of love that never met its doom.

The scent of wildflowers fills the air,
And I am transported to a time so rare,
When love was young and passions high,
And the world was ours to explore and try.

Now, as the bluebonnets gently sway,
I am reminded of love’s enduring way,
How it lives on beyond the past,
And how it continues to last and last.

Though time has passed and we’ve moved on,
The bluebonnets remind me of a love that shone,
Of a love that will forever be,
Etched in my heart’s memory.

:: 03.29.2023::


L’état troublé de la France

Qu’est-ce que nous sommes, sinon des larmes tombant dans les villes,
Tu es moi, et je suis toi, et ensemble nous pleurons,
Écrivant de la poésie au milieu de la nuit,
Fuyant la politique, les nouvelles et les mensonges.

“Nous sommes la tête perdue à l’intérieur de nos crânes,”
Cris de désespoir, nos cœurs se sentent fragiles.

Une simple équation, pour pousser et glisser de côté,
Pouce sur les hommes-œufs, comme un morse par la marée,
Dans les jardins psychédéliques de fleurs mangeuses de chair,
Nous mangeons des fous souriants, alors que les porcs grognent en costumes bleus de pouvoir.

Edgar Allan Poe sait que je suis le poète,
Je me suis assis sur un rocher en attendant que le groupe mort arrive,
“Nous sommes les hommes-œufs”, nous crions en défiance,
Tandis que Lucy court avec Alice dans le profond terrier de la conformité.

“J’ai dit prêtre comme culotte baissée,”
Et les politiciens font des règles entre les cuisses tendres des adolescents,
Comme s’ils étaient des ours pédophiles comme des porcs expert-text-pert,
Volant dans la nuit, leur obscurité déguisée.

Un futur simulé au sommet de la tour Eiffel,
Et leur leader assailli par la puissance des gens en colère.

Comme nous détestons ceux qui nous détestent et cherchent à nous diviser,
Mais tout va bien, nous traverserons ensemble cela.
Car nous avons déjà vu cela, il y a des siècles,
Et nous nous élevons toujours pour affronter un autre jour inconnu.


France’s Troubled State

What are we, but tears dropping in cities,
You are me, and I am you, and together we cry,
Writing poetry in the dead of night,
Running from the politics, news, and posts that lie.

“We are the lost head inside our skulls,”
Crying out in despair, our hearts feeling frail.

A simple equation, to push and slide aside,
Thumb upon the egg men, like walrus by the tide,
In the psychedelic gardens of flesh-eating flowers,
We eat jokers with smiles, as pigs grunt in blue suits of power.

Edgar Allen Poe knows I am the poet,
I sat on a rock for the dead band to come,
“We are the egg men,” we cry out in defiance,
As Lucy runs with Alice in the deep burrow hole of compliance.

“I said priest like knickers down,”
And politicians make rules between tender teen thighs,
As they are pedo bears like expert-text-pert pigs,
Flying in the night, their darkness disguised.

Simulated future inside the top of Eiffel Tower,
And their leader barraged by angry people’s power.

How we hate those who hate us, and seek to divide,
But it’s all fine, we’ll make it through, side by side.
For we’ve seen this before, ages ago,
And still we rise, to face another day’s unknown.

:: 03.29.2023 ::


The Strong woman

With just a smile, she can take your life
And wound you deeply with her eyes
Her lies can shatter your faith with ease
Only showing what she wants you to see

She hides away like a child, so small
Yet always a woman, standing tall
She can make you love or leave you behind
Demanding truth, but never believing in kind

She’ll take what’s free, and never ask for more
Stealing like a thief, leaving you unsure
Her mind changes with each passing day
Ahead of her time, she’ll wait if she may

She promises Eden, yet brings pain
Cruelly laughing as you bleed in vain
She brings out the best and the worst in you
Blame yourself, for what she’ll put you through

How she takes as a thief but she’s always a woman
Oh, she never shouts or screams but laughs

Kindness and cruelty, in equal measure
Nobody’s fool, she’ll do as she pleases at leisure
Unconvictable, with a degree earned
Throwing shadows, leaving bridges burned

But even with all her flaws and deceit
She remains a woman, nothing to defeat.

:: 03.29.2023 ::


Spiritual Machine Love

What is hate? what fate? to hate? What blame? Just shame? All complain. All we try. Paranoid.
Cut the fade down. Take it’s place. Mostly me mostly you. Said my faceless Soul to love:

Oh, charming guise and beauty fair,
Deceive the eye, but leave no care,
For in a woman, fear of Lord,
Is what is truly to be adored.

Her heart so pure, her soul so bright,
Shining through with a radiant light,
With grace and virtue, she shall reign,
And praise from all shall she attain.

:: 03.29.2023 ::