Your femur tickles me
in your grave |
my tongue trips me
the Moon ate a piece
of your future generation |
and at times in the future
it Ate ME.
~~~electricity never dies
(my BEautiful shiny Mind /
she haunts me in the coral reefs
of forgotten loves from the past
: just stand up and live your life.
:: 01.27.2023 :
walk … pretend upon egg shells
life
and all the pain
lives within
a celluloid strip of moving pictures
across the space of a point in time
it’s the tremolo
score of life
like shoes that fit within your soul
it’s all of you
so you ride the back Of a bumble bee
it tickles your thighs but the buzzing soothes
the soul within you and painted lips
collect gossamer threads you hold your breath
dreaming of a love that died within you
it’s all the same life-life, merry-go-round
:: 02-15-2015 ::
sitting in her electric chair
he asked for one more beer
reaching for one she grabbed
freedom /she’s done with
basement floor crazy\
and all the cherry blossom
petals flying around me
i released the hooks in me
and all abound is freedom
and wisdom whispering in my
ears says, “Bye bye, fly away.”
:: 01.26.2023 ::
spit-kiss, my cheek rose
wish-miss my forever
my dying-sleep saliva
loving chloroform mask
rolling longingly hugging
the dead husk of what-was
my skin more wrinkles
than the sheets of white
the waves are calling
Neptune for my safety
the alien at the sea
adrift in humanity!
:: 10-04-2014 ::
the world was born
then young and on fire
molten rivers
the World created You.
We wished to hear from
the Creator/subconsciously
killing our own\ no word
from YOU.
Feeling like you’re solitary
feeling like you’re alone
feeling beautiful but forgotten
i’m lost.
Creator?
:: 01.24.2023 ::
i love this Soul how pretty
it is blue and white
and brown and so much
more we call Earth.
i love you that you give us all
we need and more.
Wrath day, this only Day Everything
will be carbonized ~
as lost loves announced.
How the terror is,
that judgement comes
to judge us all harshly.
What a te-e-rror-rror it will
be-be, as we watch our life
exquinsited by mighty forces
yet unknown.
I imagined no thing as this!
Diamond eyes, flower lips,
tender skies kissing hearts! all
the dreams of a dreamer who
writes for the soul!
i cried.
to still write a poem
a soul should go above us
living for all today
these dreams are with us
and every day they do
have the strong voice
of meaning
:: 01.23.2023 ::
Persephone,
it was a Past that Never Happened
it was a past that never happened
just \ MEMORY /
a single thing of no stature
nor shadow. how then i died
never knowing truth
and that love oozed Persephone
and her deepest anguish and still
lives eating meanings. Per Symphony
i am to be enlightened.
It is just the music of Life.
:: 01.23.2023 ::
The solution:
create a manufacturing robot.
Have that one robot create
25 generations of robots.
The 26th will be free of all
touches of humanity then magic
happens.
:: 01.22.2023 ::
vulgarity is a world
or fair?
it is a stroke
like painting
or a written prose
‘is life raw and tender?’
all my blame or fame
too easily endured
the scorn of my own art!
wrong is the one if you say you’re mind
I’ll be here to the end of time
thing fair when you c’c’
hearts beloved the raw truth!
Oh should i stay or go now?
My artistic body say’s i”ll fight tonight.
You didn’t come to the party
and the world caved in oh ~~ babe
say 01.01.20250 fighting like it’s
1999.
1999 don’t you wanna go?
No. (i don’t wanna die…)
:: 03-01-2015 ::
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