BE still bea-
ting aching
d
y
i
ngLY
wishing dream(ing)
h e A R T
when nowhere lines
the treeline of
life and com-
passion! Be well
beating fists
upon my mind!
over Ocean’s voice
through seagull’s throat
that mortal path
beneath restless
d r e a m s
TO WISH is butterfly
wings! To awaken:
rebirth of Life!
:: 06-09-2015 ::
Today I threw up breakfast and my platypus licked it
a regurgitation of heartfelt platitudes on the floor!
Today I kissed the toe of a gnarly God who likes
to burn ants with stolen lens
somewhere within my swamp-born brain
I have almost a clear thought; like the chimps behind the
clear-glassed walls that angels see through
and I’m ashamed — a diaper upon my head
a shit stain on my heart like all the horrors
on two legs begging more
:: – ::
Lithely wandered my Soul
a flight untethered by
flesh and fear
wandered I! Not lonely
but within a cloud
whose grand shadow
covered Mountains!
When Bespectacled —
my eyes! By hosts
, those golden fields;
daffodils between my
locked beating heart!
All thoughts be
fluttering-twisting
in the breeze!
:: 06-09-2015 ::
I wash away all of me
wash away my troubles too
I wash away the dirt of life
oh yeah yeah I heard I was
a human one day
laughed but only
inside // so let illusions
stand but no taller
than all of me
I hear everyone is hateful and all
are kind so sorrowful are humans
the greatest artwork by God
Everyone kind Everyone like me
Everyone like no thing —
we are just the One who smiles
yea yea yea let your heart shine!
with the smallest mouth
we say:
“Oh my God!”
we say OMG
say Oh my God!
We say this thing
in life and when
faced with DEATH!
I say, OH MY GOD
when I write
these things
of little bits
of mind and heart
and then OMG!
I have the smallest
M O U T H
:: 05-23-2015 ::
YOUR necklace near
your neck
you are red roses
near my ground
LIKE when I sleep
your skin the fair
SUN I’ve forgotten
like numbers
they are many
symbols of my own
DEATH. i say,
“to be beautiful
is to be almost
dead.”
:: 05-24-2015 ::
I, ME –were
be-lieve//tween
I am this
believe me
I, ME am ALL
of what I know
Deadest Beautiful
never known
I am FRACTURED
delicately
loved by this
Unknown One
Terrible tears
:: 05-25-2015 ::
Love squeezes hate away
and despair into a
‘no-remember’ state
hugeness! and i believe
Large Hadron Collider
world system universe
BANG! And I feel like
the world’s on edge
of new-BORN and will you
take a selfie with me?
A picture to remember
love makes the little
moments precious
and love squeezes hate
and despair! Hey! DAD!
who’s your son? Do you
even know!?! And mother,
our most has died in more
and won’t you take a selfie
so love squeezes hate away
And I no longer care!
:: 05-13-2015 ::
A paint tube squeezed!
molesting brush!
tarnished a pure
unblemished mind.
Canvas life!
:: 05-12-2015 ::
In my mind I am DEAD
they speaking after-life
of never-lived and now
I am the jealous-Spirit
wishing life had loved
a broken little boy
that had been!
Where are you mother
and father?
the Deadest
been!
:: 05-12-2015 ::
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