Climbing away
from the dream
went a dreamer
who was alive.
Climbing away
from the dream.
He spoke aloud,
with a tired mouth
which was numb
from his sleep.
Climbing away
from the dream.
In the dark of night
he spoke:
“Awake from the dream!”
He climb away from
the dream into
another.
:: 11-25-2018 ::
WHETHER morticians wear
the makeup of cadavers
or madness is the friendliest
voice makes no difference
you are sick
to believe loud colors
have no mouth
and the trunks of people
grow deeply rooted roads
that have many toll booths
the rich pay for free things
and the poor steal dreams
those dead envy the living
and those alive
feel so dead.
:: 10-27-2018 ::
No longer a thought
within my brain,
the mortician lay me
down to sleep
a scream i refrained
surfaced as white
within my eyes
that none had bought
my vitals he checked
and thumped my nose
as a creep
then:
a bath and massage
no dance but song
two strong hands
then set my face
arterial embalming
then drain/eject
it’s all the same
the cavity —
aspirate and concentrate
The humming thrumming
burning desire
escaped as soon as with
a pop I fled my skin
and faced the choice
to do it once again.
:: 10-23-2018 ::
TODAY is the day
I died after the clouds broke
their water and still-birthed
the evening.
I am standing outside
by the edge of a mysterious
forest and the wolves are
sniffing the air but cannot
find me.
I am a ghost. And my house
is the tomb I was born within
but no longer contains me.
There is an empty space
within my heart’s shape
that no artist can draw:
all words too broken
for any poet to express
my emotions.
I was birthed on the day
the beautiful angels were
sick and have now died
as God is sick and the world
a breath away from me.
::: 10-23-2018 ::
EVERYTHING seems so real
the dancing trees
the talking clouds
and how you feel
When i’m alone i’m not here
everything’s gray
the world’s a memory
while you’re away
how does it feel
how does it feel
how does it feel
(to be)
a living ghost
within your skin
screaming in silence
while the world
fades away
when everything
seems so real.
:: 10-19-2018 ::
The miracle of Life stooped lower
A human sleeping awoke
The whole of existence
Breathing and laughing
In an incredible fashion
Kissed Spirit and Heart
Explosive expansion —
A universe born!
:: 10-15-2018 ::
you can take the positive you can take the negative
and nullify the middle life and live your life in zombie land
but are you satisfied living one foot in paradise
and the other within oblivion
So you change your face and you change your ways
mix up your speech and all you think you know
and leave the rest by the road
but the positive and the negative
nullify the middle life and you find yourself
within the darkest land of empty souls
you’ll never know you’ll never know
what its like to live a life
inside of paradise
so you nullify
nullify your life
:: 10-11-2018 ::
DARLING light whose gentlest touch
might by brightest light guide
my love of life upon this night
Guide my trust
Guide if must
And forgive the rest of my weakest
traits within those hands called fate
My Darling Light that lives
and dwells within my Soul and Spirit
And saves me this night
Save my trust
Save if must
by gentlest touch this night
:: 09-30-2018 ::
these feelings bleeding
penetration of Spirit
these emotions swimming
indecision is winning
help me —
i’ve got no mission
help me —
i’m full of rivets
i’m all broke within
my insides
these thoughts crawling
further away from god
you cannot help my situation
you cannot lift the skies
you cannot breach the walls
of where my Soul has
gone to die
help me —
i’m waking up drowning
help me —
i’m too complicated
And these feelings bleeding
a penetration of my Spirit
:: 09-28-2018 ::
