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 ::
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 ::
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 ::
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 ::
WHEN i move i give most sincerely
all sweet attention to you
the great beast of Time is empirical
watching hearts and so i move
just for love
and only you
and the criminals called moments
steal seconds just for love;
they know you
because i am their inmate
in this cell called ‘life’
:: 07-03-2015 ::
GOD dead
and devil sent
to bed
If your heart’s true
then shall you come
to me within
this heart of mine?
A house built by
my hand-Soul
with the many spacious
rooms of my Spirit:
moves me twirling like
the cyclone in my mind
Sweet lover of my life-
time: come unto my
wonder(all of you)
this be the magic
at last || loving peace/./
:: 07-02-2015 ::
A butterfly sang
wingingly above
the lake of tonight
singing “so love the
firefly” and dipped
a tip of wing into
the heart of you
And the stadium of
ripples applause
all love and life
— too /the dark
stormy clouds of
all your thoughts\
You don’t love me
:plainly seen within
the space of your
eyes; unlike these
stars tonight
And if I can I should
forget you and still
love how the butterfly
sang: “You love me
my dear, so plain
and I keep a taste
of nectar just for
your heart my love”
:: 07-02-2015 ::
BUGS yuck! To wear a sweater
in summer some say
means rape! Water fountain
germs upon my lips
when i was a boy invited my friend
to the theater! He took the door
labeled: colors and he had the best seat
up above in stadium air and I hate humans
wish their eyes were all inside their ass
and their nose inside my heart: to smell
revenge! Rosa Parks!
And Blake is segregated in the hereafter life
of post-regretful life
Private citizen against
false witness life says,
“tired of giving in!”
She comes back as fire and makes false sincerity
all liars: witness ~~ the brave
puke fear in the face of weak life!
:: 07-01-2015 ::
TODAY she walked pass me:my soul
she did and the song of my heart
within her hair
A pearl of dreams full of heaven
upon two stems too swiftly
to allow life, my own:me to know
Today beyond the steel towers and
of glass I wept
but upon my feet
kicking sorrow shard-lit hopeless
bits and pieces of my dying dreams
death says, “come with me”
:: 07-01-2015 ::
When you lose this love
take it by the neck
and cut those ties
of brilliant feelings
little stars shinning
sparkling and drink every
ember of that feeling
you made happen
It was always you
:: 06-30-2015 ::
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