ORDERED DEGREE OF CHAOS

AND one hand clapping against

the shuttered storm cellar doors is

never a reason to deny ability:
like mushroom clouds as falling

tears splatting fragments of

dusted minds – by parched perched

gills of neon fossils; the signs are

here, there, and within the ? of

a hungry-starved dying youth/

/->the ordered degree of chaos!

By opened minds the wheels turn

as curving fanning windmills churn;

Abrasions of mental collisions

As rough as life and art
(and smooth as death and data)

all atheist and scientist know:
who cares if the tree makes a sound
when it dies  AND I say “hello” to

a black void but no reply, ergo:

AVOID.

:: 06-29-2017 ::


DESIRE, OBTAIN PREPAREDNESS

DESIRE OBTAIN PREPARDNESS


TRUE TERROR

The reason we have war among ourselves is because we have no idea
of the true terror that resides next to us all…
and it is nonhuman.

:: 06-25-2017 ::


MORE EVIL THAN GODS

MORE evil
than gods &
loathing smiles
while wringing my
hands — at two-lips
so beveled
god the martini slog
~ so brutal taking life as
it is and miles to go
before I am useless.

:: 06-22-2017 ::


JUST ONCE I HAVE A DREAM

JUST once I have a dream but the day flees quickly
And the roses within my hands wilting
Prickly the thorns begin to bleeding; —
And gulfs of space filled with time are speaking;
As One Soul from darkness to light so weakly
Quickly come and rest your tears within my heart
That beats in measure to the parts of slowest moments.

Spilling hope and painting thoughts,
And lovely memories of yet to be’s;
A timely utterance to thought’s relief
My love, the fairest feathers and song
By the beach or the brook o’babbling notes!
And sunlit a lighting stroke across my breast
Leaving me to myself and all I am;

Just alone.
Dreaming a chance just once to be with you
And not within the hand of bleeding rose!

:: 06-24-2017 ::


COSMIC FIRE

LIFE-like a breeze inside the soul
to look at me isn’t all you see
a lightblue sun inside my eyes
and shadows beneath the knees
it’s a silly man who isn’t crazy
but God knows it better
than you or me
When you awaken come to me
When you awaken from this dream
Someday when we all come home,
home to that single point;
in a cosmic fire you’ll find
whatever it is you’re looking for
whether or not it’s me

 

:: 05-21-2017 ::


T I L T

I L T

WHEN the ground becomes the wall
Spring to Summer and to Fall
is when the world begins to tilt
destroying all that’s been built

We start to awaken within our sleep
we’re everything to no one while
expecting fear to face retreat

we tilt /
jilted we scream and fall
while the world becomes
our wall |xxx|

 

:: 06-15-2017 ::

 


CORRELATIONS

Correlations are cool
but time completes
the circle for fools!

:: 06-10-2017 ::

 


STIFF LAUGHTER

my funny bone
has an erection

–>(06.10.2017)<–


Your Breath

Your Breath
smells of gunpowder;
your Lips, the
colour of lies.

— 06-10-2017 —