Tag Archives: #life

INSINUATED MALICIOUS LIFE

IF i am separated from your love
then from your hands and heart and
brains: and the soul i saw flutteR
across a golden field outside my
window on I-10 just today
now, oh seriously!
–that since when you disappeared
“i/we” tripping, stumbling as a fool
i wonder: life, that i do drink
from soul’s fountain-dreams
and those line of old books of poetry
across the room taste like wishing-
liquid tears i sometimes THEN drown
within//and mother/father/GoD
is this ink well fathomlessly?
and i know: fear trembles just
a bit beyond a little distant
an instant compared to time!

:: 07-12-2015 ::


SECONDARY FLACCIDITY

WET sheets (of sweat) ~ i’m feeling
generally believing my own mortality
i feel: primary flaccidity eyelids
closed ooh oh yeah
a loss of tension in muscles and WHEN
i felt so much hung upon the footsteps
of life and no more and don’t
you cry when i’m gone
with the skin i’ve shed
rigor mortis is a last feeling in fingers
and toes so you got time to find
it: to find it! AND where is tomorrow?
Did you run away with the feeling of love?
And whose mask do you wear? And i got
time for just tomorrow for you to find it
And when my muscles loosen –~ times gone
and i’ve gone upward toward beyond tomorrow
and i lov eyou and i had time for tomorrow
but life burns moments and there you are //

:: 07-10-2015 ::


EGGshell EMBRYO

does the egg adore
the embryo?
and a heart,
the emotion of
love and hate
or FEAR?
i might say:
being comfortably
home now(today)
the eggSHELL has
no bearing on embryo
and nor does the
heart with hate
or love or indifference

the universe is a child
learning

:: 07-10-2015 ::


WHEN PROSE APPROACHES SOUL

THERE IS something
approaching ‘i’
without fOr M
it is without name or address
but has scorn
then, too so i do, scorn so then
again maybe friend
and N OT FOE!
Approach it does each breath
and beat of weeping heart
:: P R O S E ::
there! My dearest friend –>NO!
IT IS ALL I AM!

:: 07-10-2015 ::


I SWORE BY LIFE NO MORE ILLUSION

i should and did LAUGH
when all the coins of this
spent day frail-ed(and
i have a penny left for you)
upon which first 4 stars
appeared! /in this evening waning-night\
then (where i have no need realizing why)
you became by beauty the declared
and there by no coincidence
a clock-tac-tie tick tock upon my heart
my dear who knows, i fear what goes
beyond the reach of even me
the most cherished moments i know!

:: 07-06-2015 ::


THE EDGE OF DYING-LIVING LIFE

I’m so kicked and scarred
by this life gotta say mama
never told me how hard
living could be
and a bullet in my side
so dad called the police
and i said, ‘i’m all alone,
on a highway so dead
never alive.’
“are you the one
911 told us about?”
say the medics with their guns
the driver was a pig with
the hungry look needing
grits ooh! and a white tunnel
to the life of the never-after
someone said, “don’t bother
pressing his dying heart”
and the driver yelled,
“got a cramp in my foot
can only drive 55!”
found myself at the gates
one deep south another far
north and both spirits said
“your dead and alive,
got to say no admittance!”
and the DA said we got a jury
to give him life — i’m so
happy, finally life!

:: 07-05-2015 ::


I KNEW THESE WORDS

Being of unsound mind
and confound-heart
i knew these words
before they met:
between sunrise and sunset
a mind i once knew left
and then the heart
that, “why must love burn
when sorrow comes today?”
and now we are me and i
nothing but just the soft
fading ember of life!

:: 07-05-2015 ::


BOOKED A MIRROR TO FOLLOW ME

i don’t care because today i’m so worried sorry!
i’m not scared; i had a piece of mind
on a plate with my own thoughts
for breakfast and citrus in my heart like orange
juice /./so booked a mirror to follow
me and i’m so scared cause today i found
my thoughts living their own life!
a reflection of me
a deflection of life!
a reflection of me
a deflection of life!
oh yea, oh yea, oh yea
i’m doing well laying here
in all white and so lonely
in a bed in a ward for
loony excited minds of
art and words and it’s okay
it’s a reflection of me
a deflection of life!
a deception of reality
a construct of love
and i say i like you
and i pray i love me
and i spray semen all
inside your soul
~~~ blue-white meds of life
i’m not coming back.

:: 07-03-2015 ::


ATHAME ALTERS YOU

i am skin you shed
i am dead ~~
i say you like me
i am sad
i am cosmetic drug
i am blue and white
inside all of you

when you say
word i hate you
lord knows i do
when you cry
bird flew away
it’s all you

i am so sick
i am so dead
i am like you
i am what i am
i am that i am

and you: what
are you?

:: 07-03-2015 ::


LONELY ROAD

AND so the lonely road going
nowhere to-ever and through whistling
a love ballad badly through loose teeth
meant anything behind the wheel
my heart grips it tightly like the aching
need of a lost lover who made me coffee
in morning before sunshine was
swept beneath lying carpets
did i tell you? especially when you
made me popcorn perfectly
the many smallBIGs of what i lost

:: 07-03-2015 ::