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A HUNDRED POEMS – XXIICOUNT DOWN (4.3.21)

That blade which takes i took that made what cuts did so did I bleed and took my road: that dust and blood the path my blade had cut for me. My blood your blood my bad my flesh machinery.
i cried aloud to see if the gods were indeed touched by my rage; they did not answer and all my rage is now dust and blood without a single whisper on the sand below.
i did not fall in this glade but it made me fall.
Back to the Restaurant Hip hip ho!
There’s a man in the town who has a silver tongue and so hard to hear, but loud and clear,
he could read the babbles of the natives, they say he can see into people’s hearts
just by looking at them.
That he is wise beyond his years when it comes to the things of the heart, or at least the heart of men.
For this reason we cannot quite explain he is the host of the good banquet and so the heart in the heart of man is a place that deserves his much deserved
tender touch.

What are you looking for? You have asked me many times before. And each time cannot seem to find you. Is it my age? i am an old man. Maybe it is my hair maybe i am ungainly. Perhaps i don’t look the part. The thing is i don’t like them as they’re everything a man should be.
But then there’s a thought maybe they’re trying to eat you. In the middle of winter the sun won’t shine and a man will see only darkness, but the sun isn’t what i mean but you’re a man so you know what i’m getting at.
Of course you do — you’re a man and you have your masculine way of thinking.
Maybe they look different, a lady with makeup she wears it as camouflage as her intentions are to seduce you and are veiled in its many colours.
i am the first to say a woman can’t make a man do anything they don’t want to do. But a man can, a man with a small piece of metal can do what he wants.
If they say no you can leave, leave them be.
But most aren’t like that; they seem to be of that sort, you know why, because most men have never known what real courage is.
i do.
i have it in me.
It’s inside me.

That desire that secret desire that we think will never exist
when we’re a boy.
It’s a lust, a dark lust and i have it. i am a man and you are not.
You look for it though just within you — that thing which you don’t know you had but now you do, and this thing you now desire/ you can’t help but see
it’s in you all along.
It’s you.
it’s me.
it’s her.
We’re all of this and it will only be her.
It’s you.
It’s me.
It’s her.

In the middle of winter the sun won’t shine and a man will see only darkness,
but the sun isn’t what i mean but you’re a man so you know what i’m getting at.
Yes you are a man and you know something else: a man with a small piece of metal
can do what he wants.
There is no need to look far and see what that thing is, or what she has to offer and you’ll know it when you see it.

04.03.2021 ::


RAINDROPS NEED SUNBEAMS

Like winnable wars like broken hearts
feeling there’s no living gods
Like a poem that is out of reach
that no ink can write — i feel you.
While dreaming hope like a smile of love
without a lover a little foot step
without impossible dreams
there’s no unbeatable odds.

Shall I say it again?

With dreams there’s no
invisible walls and i sing,

“I just want you”

There is no Juliet without
Romeo, there are no thrills
without incurable life.
and I just want you
and I just want you
And how are you?

There are no in-crimeable crimes
no reason or rhymes why we lock
doors between living and life.

If there’s an Alpha I say
oh me again (omega) possible
dreams and I just want you

i just want you i just want you
how i dream fall-smiles
within your soul dear

Are all the beautiful flowers of your soul!

:: 10142015 ::
rev: 11.10.2020


H A T E

i am the ONE who walks upon a rotting knee
my breath is hell’s fragrance and my skin
is almost human.
i was born out of wed-locked insanity
so i am a bastard to many but the devil
to a fewer. i am the ONE who walks upon
a rotting heart — forever scorned and never
ever truly loved.

:: 07.26.2020 ::


BORN WITHIN THE CRACK

BORN within the C R-A-C-K
of road and gutter fighting Tears like
no other feed me; feed us; save the
fetus [if not for the madness
within the air (BRAIN!)
maiming us_____/\/\
/\___]it’s okay to SCREAM\
the horror of this DAY!
oh rain oh rain oh REIN!
the virus of covered9’s
upSIDE down (listen now)
are three by three – OH!
–>digging within the brain
–no rain!

:: 07.10.2020 ::/
/
/
her mouth is like the
fine bust of all sounds
\life given /now re-
ceived/wander through space
my profound love with a
hidden face.

(could not help it)


WHERE THE EARTH ENDS OH WHERE!

Where Earth ends oh where!
By the furthest shores?
By the cusp of a volcano?
By the edge of ship’s fall?

The unknown is not met dear
Until your lips touch mine
For the waves lap shores
For the volcano burns hot
For the ship has sails!

And our hearts — the golden
Ratio of divine proportion
And our thoughts the fabric
Of wakeful dreams so dream

We do!
We do!
We do!

Where Earth ends it ends
It ends within the space
Of our eternal hearts
It ends within the 7th wave
Of a message sent by love
It ends boiling as lava
Which flows between hands
And it ends at the bow

As our journey by the front
As our love by the front
As our dreams first my love

Our paradise is the lovely
Where angels weep gently
For the grace of our love
By the truth of all things
Namely the love of us!

:: 09-20-2017 ::


DEFINING LOVE

within the world’s dictionaries
the word, ‘love’ has the most
definitions
but within the heart only one:
“F I R E !!!”

:: 12122015 ::


JUDAS OF BROKEN HEARTS

the oceans are rising
not so surprising since
i first met you
an arctic heart land-locked
killed all the penguins
now i have no suit to wear
polar bear hates how you
burn and melt all ice
even though you’re all
a glacier-soul dipped
inside my bourbon drink
freeze! freeze! on
my scarred knees!
it’s kind’a soothing how
you sue me with your
ways it’s so comforting
to be insane ~~ insane!
you carry within your
ash-burned purse twenty
pieces of silver
the Judas of broken-hearts

:: 07-06-2015 ::


MISUNDERSTAND ME MISS MISANTHROPIC

MISUNDERSTAND||
me misanthropic
mind of soul
hate me say
how weird ~~~
i am dear
Rave me ~~
drink me
my friend
I am wafer
and holy sacrament
to your mind
HATE ME
say you only
love you RATE ME
tell your friends
how you left me
and I’m only
with friends
I’m hate because
I’m doing me again
and so love me
–never again
(h)(r)ate everyone
who rapes me

:: 07-03-2015 ::


SUCH FIRE

THE day began
as a fire
burning it did
the line’s horizon

What grand power
to hush the dark
in tender hour…

Such a fire
burns within
— a daily dose
to chase away
such darkness
for repose!

:: 01-25-2014 ::