Between the frost and dreams of my afternoon,
while sitting waiting so patiently for you
I saw the scene arrange itself
as though by your will; a flower here
and the sun there and love within my heart
I grew a stem-lit candle by my fear
the wax bled through my life slowly
and Romeo echoed all the pain my dear
my ceiling caught the dancing flame
and the corner shadows sang Juliet
And the table of dinner by the wine
and the windows opened for the ghosts
sat Rachmaninoff my intimate friend
That I think should be my soulMate
Should be resurrected for this date
And time stood silently by the gate
while mere mortals like God’s heart
defied the laws of human-fate
I chose the soup and crumpets
and watched the world die this night
:: 11-08-2014 ::
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Soully by falling heartFeet
i held you lunar love,
the constant companion
over me lighting darkness
A whisper across spaceless
timeWalls sweet Light
my Lunar lovely one!
And all clearly now for me
not division of thought
but by love of precision
I see you up there hanging
across the GodHand Cosmos
And though distance stings
Our midnight kisses memories
And though the sun comes again
I still know the gently softness
of your Lunar Light Breasts
I share the love and beauty
of your gracefull presence
and hunger besets my days
while waiting for My Luna!
:: 11-08-2014 ::
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1
I thrust my head upward
though skewered by
my sharply limping words
and see the prose in my veins
of the promise for clarity
in this wet bag of blood!
When does flesh ever know
purity when decay is it’s friend?
2
That I know when an eye sees
the setting of a sun
another sees it rise!
And what of love and death?
Does the same eye see heaven
while another hell which seems
to be all the same as the sun?
I believe the impossible is true.
3
And the parts of all of me too,
see long beginnings and someThing;
the abstract as if it were insight
by my own admission I am delusional
And time melts the salt from my tongue
Its vague touch asserts a personal nature
but I am not soulDead, it’s not for me
in the cosmic corner Jester cries
:: 11-08-2014 ::
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i
knew
nothing
And that
great SECRET
i kept within
my SouL
That someThing
GREATER than
all old
i knew
NOTHING!
:: 11-05-2014 ::
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WE Ran
|B|
|E| T
| | we
e
n
sun –> ()
set
/\/\
____
WWWW ING
H E ARTS
like some
LOVER
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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SKIN is my lie,
and beneath the flesh
called lust
it told me,
“you are ME”
I walked a mile
and met my space
where I dream life
and thought it through
My flesh lied as all
dying things do
I love it for trying
but always, I knew
my eternal being!
I’m not here.
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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THAT broken hearts
wear a s oul,
and faith like
long-necked geese
i wished to be
the swan upon
your pond
where solemn eyes
speak no word
and life-like
silverKey unlocks
my mind
—it’s a spilled moonbean —
upon a silver lake
and my webbed feet
of that floating mouth
gliding silently
upon my life
:: 11-07-2014 ::
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LIKE life anyone like
my love — so fascinated
by love, I gave so
many tears, like my
forgiving heart.
I died between love
and all the smiles
simply, i say
you’re not the one
== my uninvited
I cried like rivers,
his meaningful purpose
flowing blood from me
by rocks of my River,
i bruise so easily.
And you, you’re alone
and my ghostDream now
drowns in my puddleTears
so deeply is anguish
a skirt burning like sun
and my heart-soul too.
But you, my wishful one
are so uninvited by me
and now like life, anyone
like my love — so fascinated
I walk into woods forgotten.
And you like expansive hope
makes me die when i’m alone.
i have no route inside my heart
instead experience tells me
you’re not invited but ghost
:: 11-05-2014 ::
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HEROES walking so softly
l i ke
my feet cry like my heart
consequently ourLife demand
goodnights
in bed the dreams make
breakfast for us
just a time like lovers
love — you can never leave
and for a change i gave you
me…believe in me
In me i see the neverSpace
without you meDied
and another time you lived
and forgot my soul believe
believe…believe in me
The universe has her heart
but her sisters — untold numbers
so goodnight…i see you everywhere
and if everyShould took my life
i should say it lives within me
and you, if you climbed into light
you would see me…there across
the megaVerse of my Love for you
and I beautifully believed in you
tonight, my feet cry like my heart
i crucified my Brother-in-one,
and another, gave the world
justfor the beating heart
of you…and for a change
i gave you
me, believe in me…
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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AND everything
iTook A favorThumb
sucklingLife
EverySay, EverySay, EverSay
AndALL inMy try
I tookSucking
theThumb ofMy babyLife
I use to wake up sucking thumb
I loved you mother a
——–>AND EveryThing
Everything so everything seems
soNice to my youngHeart
I cried whenI wokeUp sucking
sucking on my prisonSentence
of life and all the cottoncloud
floatingdead someWhere?
I took yourHand and holdIt still
I tried, triedTo say, “Love is
likeAsucking thumb”
My hand is my ownFlesh
a dream as is everytHiNg
I used to wake up SuckingThumb.
And inMyHead were colours of life
everyThing and EveryTHinG tried
to say
:: 11-05-2014 ::
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