CLARITY of a moment so ever short
is what chanced to visit this day
it did not knock or ring its presence
should I complain – it has its own ways
Upon a trembling surface – clearly my eyes
all formality and pomposity – it stripped away
laying bare the simplicity of all humanity
beauty, love, vulnerability – I could not bear
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LIES beyond the trees belies the deeds
Is no wonder why the world screams and bleeds
The weight of blame shunder beneath my shame
I cried before all of humanity in all insanity
And asked the heavens for forgiveness — no blame
Nature spoke and instantly so violently I choked
No release say the elements — as they spoke
Fire dances and water bleeds between rocks
Humanity needs no less to breed good stock
Today I cried a river and bled a fire
Knowing nothing less than a pyre
Could ever lessen my pain to gain in life
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I SAW a lie — cross a path
it was anemic and weak
as it made its way
craving a soul that only knows —
a life in fear and pain
it did not have far to go…
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MIST OF LIES
IN my eyes I decrie
fields of lost lust
in the mist of lies
I say yes –
You say no
I realize the issue
it depends upon the life
you have lived in this skin
but you must know – trust me now
those who you’ve trusted
surely want your saddness — how?
live a life unfulfilled is how
they will smirk and smile away
and take your sorrow to the bank
accounts full of red and sorrow
Wash away your sorrows
sing a praise to the sun
forgo the darkness it knows
dark and damp steal away
my prayer will show you the way
Wash away…
wash away your sins
and bring me the love I need…
Wash away…
wash away your sins
and sing to me your song of love..
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Cupid: The injuries are just too devastating…
ME: Will I live? I can still feel my heart
Cupid: I don’t know, sweet one.
Me: But I wanted her so much!
Cupid: Yes, I know…but you NEVER listen to me!
Me: But I followed my heart!
Cupid: No, you did not…
Me: Then, what was IT???
Cupid: You followed your lust, which never pans out in the end.
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YOU took me — away
from all of this
madness today
just to say that…
You know me
and want much more
from my heart
just feed on the sores
I’m upside down now
inside and out of sound
follow the broken notes
killing time to save mind
I’m upside down now
without sound and rhythm
sing to me in drifts of motes
riffs twisting minor notes
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IT was upon the burst of autumn
those explosions of colour
when your spirit and body
seeped into my empty soul
Autumn, the second spring for me now
my heart — a blooming flower
My soul before your grace embraced
a bare branch against the wind
N’ver believing this river again would flow
frozen before I met your lovely face
So delicious your autumn spring of spice
each bare leaf a swollen flower
I tremble in your presence as you sway
upon my rock this and every day
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THIS confession brings me
immense tingling pleasure
when words collide upon my skin
releasing all my tension
the greatest lover is such prose
finding it I am much disposed
where are you the woman who kisses words
she devours the lore of my heart
insane…insanity clearly shadows my self
asking for the one alone in life
who trembles within a thimble of keys
upon a screen – a fire above my knees
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IN our need to ration
preparedness for death
none prepares us more
than the little death
which we call orgasm
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LAST night I awoke
within my dream
nothing seemed wrong —
at least for me
I lived a full life
while visiting you see
and many years did past —
one day I fell to sleep
when I awoke again
I still remained
my wife of years
by my side hugging me
winter came so many
years henceforth
wrinkled and aching
my bones screamed
but my wife did not awake
so she remained
my last sleep
I clearly remember —
a dream so deep
that when I again awoke
I found myself alone
with youth and just a dream
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