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/ Hello i met you on the blue line
shared stories & morning coffee
Tokyo is so quiet on Fridays
but she is talking a lot so
Saturdays are like Sunday-
mourning talking-head shows
Hey, did my bones really
hurt you? I tried so hard
to show you I have a split
tongue/brain talking about
every eutrophic thing;
so every blue line
so every little inch
think i’m so boring
eat the sushi tongue
reaching down your throat
cleaning your teeth upon
my skin gives Buddha a
climax of universal thought
kiss the dog
kiss the street lamp
kiss the steps
kiss my head
it’s all angel hair and then
we’re gone //
::; 08-05-2016 ::
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What morning sky!
[and the air will not
let you go]
what blue fair air!
[and the ground shall
receive you]
what gracious gift of life!
[crush! …remember to
always look up when singing]
:: 08-07-2016 ::
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By gracious
ancient love
and above all
things that are
gently pleasant
life paused
Just if(for you)
and like all
young new hearts
impatiently moved
by his and her
minds all mysteries
are likeMaking new
memories; by
flesh and kisses
walks and talks
hands over bridges
eyes across love
whose sharp horizons
divide the days
and nights of light
and secret missions/
away together as One
away together in Love
is where our minds
take off\I’d rather
live and sometimes
even hurt if Love
at times tenders me.
:: 03-02-2016 ::
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you are indeed beautiful.
I bet your soul is even that more
(more than beautiful)
As a poet I would express the visual
delight of having watched the sun dance
from high to dusk and then watching
bright biggest lights dipping below
the horizon — to witness this within
your eyes (reflections are decisions
we made!)
and exhausted I whisper:
enough. enough! do not slay me with beauty tonight!
Allow my mind to proclaim sunrise in the morrow.
I suggest: teach lovers a new terror
whereby many good hearts flee toward
their lovers.
:: 02.23.2016 ::
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when MY EYES hurt
when my heart
f
a
l
l
s
\there is NO SUN-
RISE when your
heart has gone
— like when
evening shadows
bring all invisible
thoughts to my
doorstep/
so waking up is
all but four sweeps
from the head of a
worn broom?
THE MAGIC like
moonlight wanes
then dies and so
now you realize
there is no sunrise
while your lover
holds your joy
:: 02.12.2016 ::
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MY feet are wasted —
i have relieved myself
upon them.
In powder-blue
all my gross innocence
pulls back the dreams
of my youthful days.
My youthful dreams
that i knew —
close the crypt
upon the somber skies!
The expansive unknown —
always be! That we all
can dream a dream!
:: 01132016 ::
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SUSHI said salad-tary times
start bleeding tears
sushi fist-cup bloody-maries
Re[sweet]treating all the words
So sushi said;but i have a meal
and raw fish never jump
when i eat it Dead and Cold.
:: ~ ::
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it hurts me that many wish to
make money
as i wish to make almost anything
ELSE! too be creative
it seems everyone thinks a helter-
freezer sun! Swelter! NEVER!
forever weazened irrefutable
i’m so unastonished
in my, in my
buttoned sea-laced
heart, just saying (huh, do you
think it’s a dream we’re dreaming)
maintaining,and(before my eyes
floating)inward,admonishing,dead;
the every-consumerism of this shell
i escape from by death:drowned only
and,YOU! personally responsible
for the entire layer of reality
to decay (makes a strength
bulge hearts by creative colors
of words and flower hearts
(politics are decayed houses
with people like flies who
buzz upon dead meat)-ly(steeples
of holy shit eager hands for
fame and money) gee i’m
stripped of my faith and hurts
me only to have smelled Love
–trip upon life’s cobble stones
:: 12262015 ::
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Leave me (go away)
Left a note upon the table
read it below my scars
Why’d you leave the tears
of your trusting eyes (all within
the suicide-trust heart of my
bleeding eyes?)
And here is another ode of loving
written for where angels die
WITHIN the town square there is
a well where, well –young people
go to die a beautiful crying suicide
DIE! DIE! DIE!
AND last night within a warm coat
of a beautiful moon light you grabbed
a brush and applied all the feelings
where perfect angels die
Made your lips and eyes so perfect
In all your self-righteous love
And left the key to your heart
upon a table where many fingers
rush to die . . .
IT’S not death that makes suicide
but the reason of a righteous suicide
it’s where perfect angels go to hide
Father! Mother! Mother! Father!
Brother! Sister! Friend! Why
do you forsaken me when I have you
all within my heart — it’s almost
perfect except I never heard the
voice of God.
:: 12-02-2015 ::
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WE werelings like saving trolls
(dancing
beneath
bridges) coins in
pockets clanging
like silver hearts whose words like lips closed speaking
and two foot liking here — this earth dancing Eine Kleine Nachtmusik,
K525! we order a life and they send us a thought
(like someone ordered pie) and let us dance over smashed words — open broken vows of oath so trembling cracked —
smiles ~~
i see nothing
but drenching spray of pink-white and reds
all across this unbelievable lovely life! So dance,
sing! Twirling souls have no time for fear
or hurt or pain!
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