I was at the Circle (K) down the road (1.8 m).
And talked to an employee on the floor.
<banter, banter>. She said a young kid
had come into the store the other day and
said to her,
“I have a 5 year high school reunion.
I’m wondering how many are still alive.”
:: 01.13.2023 ::
(some of those people turned around but were
never interested in me. Love looked around
like an unscrewed head with a cat’s presence.
And where were those alien baby things looking
out for us, you say? Uh! Huh. Management taught
me to just play my guitar while making love
to my ego and once then a passerby signaled government
to take me through the glass oh yeah. Ooh
that piece i had forgotten was so long ago me |i pace
and walk planck’s measurement eternally while i met
Him and shook His hand for centuries and gazed while
gazingly staring i knew we both died alone such a
long time ago and now i remember when i once lost
control: when i died forgiving the world & bled
face-to-face with the Man who Saved the World.)
:: 01.2.2023 ::
by invading i kept my mouth shut
forgiving the world/if with your electric eyes
you’d tuck away your radar and allow your space-mind
to rest tonight\Church Was Once a Holy Place |so now
i’ve jumped down into your raygun eyes and now i’m
freaked out inside a mars-day nightmare i love_ how strange
God might chance me but i won’t waste my time.
:: 01.12.2023 ::
EVERYTHING IS A R T
AND LOVE IS ENERGY
AND TEARS ARE SOAKING
MY THROAT AND TOMORROW
I AM EVERYTHING
:: 01.10.2023 ::
While men defied the dwelling
of gods in higher hills
Macchu Picchu had her
gateway to a star within
the skies ~ hoping one
plus one equaled two
until the evil one sleeps
the begining of humanity
was the pink one ; a pensive
flower of this World that no
creature could ever experience
and live but you do ~~~ LIVE.
:: 01.10.2023 ::
WHEN the people have a government
that thinks they’re content
but the people are struggling
the government thinks it permanent
and some live and some die
from Heaven came the voice
“Some Live Some Die.”
IF there’s a point of defence
ghosts and other spirits feel
jacked by this society
the world was a world where
they loved Mankind but not now.
i Kissed Eve in Paradise
i gave all my children to the
War forgotten by Time.
Peace.
:: 01.10.2023 ::
living is a song of confusion
for the paradise sound
if you take myself then know
you take my kiss in no wrong
my days have been a dream
flown away by night and day
Upon my brow imparting from
you know : i was not a daze
but my life a dream as my
hope flew away as a wish
holding a tender kind hand
All we see all we feel
is by Spirit against a roar
and holding within my hand
the precious few who touched
my heart, oh my life while
i weep! Is all that we see
or seem but a dream within
a dream?
:: 01.10.2023 ::
the last 3 sentences are
of Mr. E. A. Poe
Between night and dawn
the moon sings for tired flowers
from a last breath
death rattles as though
life is beaten
Spoken words to the dying
burst forth as first joys
relating similar circumstances
are the words clutched by the
dying night ~ bleeding into a
crimson horizon of sunlight
between night and dawn is
death and resurrection.
:: 01.10.2023 ::
monster MOUTH eat my Heart
dig it and exterminate me
find me sell me
for your love is it trash
monster Mouth eat my heart
i smell angels jizz on me
and witches lick me
did i say “rock” dying as
you birth the Souls behind
my back and monster MOUTH
comes to me -> do it baby
(you’re acting as an
animal) DRAG drops 21
and devil upon my back
I CAN NEVER DIE |
:: 0`1.08.2023 ::
FLEW inside my Soul upon a dusty plain. i did not know how thirsty
life could be until this moment. My thoughts toward the skies
requesting rain. | Blue azure above and brown abstract emotions
showing distant love and death. i count the ways i feel waves
moving me always /i still recall the taste of your touch \ and recall
the voice that’s ringing within my Ears : saliors wishing they find
shore than the hull of death.
Releasing fear makes it all go away
i make it all go away and wish nothing
That giant makes you slowly take apart
all what you are and leaving color
— and my heart makes this all go away
but know it makes me scared to want something
–something i could never have.
:: 01.08.2023 ::
Late today i met the dealer
who gives death with smiles
watching the world kicking
and screaming all the way
into his mouth /blood on
the face\ bruised knuckles
knocking away “` five metal
slugs inside that memory
destroyed the pain | it really
clued me in. And if you cut
yourself does it make you happy
keeping pain within your jar
puncture breathing holes
come one it’s gas
You made me think of Poe
you clued me inside ~
you cannot fool yourself
nor make yourself happy
unless you reach inside
that jar of beautiful pain.
You’re happy now
You really knocked it
You clued a chance with Life.
:: 01.08.2023 ::
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