SIMPLICITY
— what state
Surely I will visit
My suitcase packed
— unknown destination
My intuition says
a map cannot reveal
locations of the mind
Much easier a travel
when disposition drives
::12-29-2013::
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SIMPLICITY
INCOGNITO
SUCH mastery at disguise
Split-rationality diffused
Lose a shadow upon a pin
Incognito my lover-pain
touch the heart nonetheless
a dip into blue berry jam
Losing essence my pauper
someday the poor will pay
emotional vault empty this day
Guess as good a bent penny
worth a cent but nothing more
a funky feeling when you pay
Incognito blues pave my way
Pain-creature confused today
my tracks diffuse his way
:: 12/28/2013 ::
BEGGING FOR A BREEZE
WHAT others cannot see
my limbs reveal to me
a ghost of the past
begging for a breeze
My tree am I for thee
sashay in April wind
till one day – somberly
you torn down — yes you
the largest part of me
::12/28/2013::
THE DECREE
SUCH daze enters
into few hours
beyond my avatar
of senselessness
that crunch
— popcorn tasteless
The piper visited
for his pay
as my universe
spoke to me
a decree:
— “tis no free lunch today!”
Black pepper eyes tear
rose cheeks bleed
the bark of tongue
peels beneath brokenness
a heart torn in part
— between light and dark
Soft skin easily torn
by black raven beaks
eat the pepper-pecked
what eye could not see
blindness shows to me
— love is all there is
Scream lung-flung disease
purge rotten feeling-be
angel piss golden bliss
high heels Diablo made
fracture-me piece-me
— together for another day
::12/28/2013::
THE RUNNER’S ODE
I RUN upon soft
tender ground
Each fall of my foot
the beat of my heart
Touching the rhythm
of life’s cycle
— much swifter
makes my stride
I run from there
to here and back
lifting my legs
— Mother Earth moves
To tears and some
maybe more than most
And I run and run
and never look back
Always forward
— toward the light
of my brilliant day
is the runner’s ode
::12-23-2013::
I KISS YOU LOVE YOU…
OH my God please allow me
to not realize the fence
academia places between
fame and talent
— none I have
I follow boundaries
none I believe within
But the soul and spirit
love and kick and spit
and dance and kiss
let us be what we are
and heart and hug
what words give us
I love you all
— from the bottom
of my soul and all
I kiss you
love you
adore you
all!
::12/26/2013::
TRANSGRESSION REGRESSION
RIGOR MORTIS spreads upon the dead
complacency surely does the same
apart crimes of displaced compassion
together conspiracy to commit the dead
So the fire embraces imaginary lines
of transgressions never bought or said
Someone pay the price in giving flesh
and losing the part of living best
God I give you my eternal soul
forgive me my weakness in believing
let the sun shine upon my living spirit
::12-26-2013::
POST-STORM
WHAT of the man who adores
the baby breath of his child
and conjure ancient-spirit
to protect his broad
What of the man that love
the spouse who conflicts
the concept of enternal love
Who can say — without delay
truth or right – I’d be dismayed
what true love be in light of humanity
Hush my fellow human – say nothing!
Let the tides swell – believe me
the shores be clean post-storm
— this day
::12-26-2013::
DEAD OR LIVING
QUIET SPACES kissie comfort
spiral-pain touch tickle
blood reaffirm a memory
life is what you live
Seductress enters dream
mixing tonics skin-liquid
thirsty-soul drink-hungry
higher mind slap-shit you
Choir boy suffer stiff collar
dead one endure post-life
love ones shun past-memory
so thick process-life
makes you wonder
— who is better off
dead or living
::12/26/2013::
SOCIOPATH
MANY masks have I seen
and a few I have known
But the most of diabolical
is not the mask of evil
nor the grotesque
— but the innocent face
which behind hides
the truest of evil
— the sociopath
::12-22-2013::
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