I AM flesh
-lessly human and
full of busy days emotion
I am s tran gley less
tha n most
The soul of Antiquity that
forswears bedecked beauty!
–I AM everything I’ve met
and curse not
the things that
vex me — I love myself
so much better than you
What can I do?
:: 06-09-2015 :: rev1.1
AND I wandered down
the fair-lane of silent notes
and purple dust of twilight nights
and your love always reminds me
of my soul and all the notes of reminding me
<we are a part of wonder;/> love is now
the the memories of years
so gone by; down the lanes
and I see love is not the stardust
of forgetting hearts and love is now
the stardust of the music of our hearts
Gentle gentle night I forgave all the dreams
like fireflies like the gentleness of my soul
and the shadows of my chills
and the stains upon my satin hills
upon the pillow I sleep
I know you never listened
you did not know how
Love my dreamy swirling heart
I see you changing hue and of amber gray
upon the day and upon the fields
I stroke as an artist upon a white canvas
to understand what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for all your pain
and no one listened but me
So will you listen now? They
could not love you and still your love was true
upon this stormy night you took my hand
I say I was always here for you
:: 06-10-2015 ::
BE still bea-
ting aching
d
y
i
ngLY
wishing dream(ing)
h e A R T
when nowhere lines
the treeline of
life and com-
passion! Be well
beating fists
upon my mind!
over Ocean’s voice
through seagull’s throat
that mortal path
beneath restless
d r e a m s
TO WISH is butterfly
wings! To awaken:
rebirth of Life!
:: 06-09-2015 ::
Oh so cute I almost cried, “Yaeba!” Snaggle-toothed, I love your eyes
love your teeth all North and South, East and West!
I love you but even more when you smile it melts
the core of my fetish: Yaeba!
An old flame ran down to Ginza district and met a technician
in tears she caused a scene in Dental Salon Plasir and said,
“Tsuke Yaeba! Like TYB48!” Got the plaid skirt, giant bows, and young
innocent look but missing the niche; no snaggled-tooth– look!
No need for Liposuction,botox, tattooed eyebrows, lip-liner, or orange tan
just the need for Yaeba!
And beauty is always within the eye of the beholder!
So Yaeba! So lovely…So beautiful!
:: 06-10-2015 ::
Simply __ and my HeArt bleeds:
Dearest lost love the purple color
is now my Soul.
A heavy weight I gladly own
all to have known what I should
never have had.
I stuff clovers of four leafs
within my Heart for the Luck to
again meet you — maybe another
life!
:: 06-05-2015 ::
AND brilliant being! The softest stone
upon the path; what? Lie-strewn
The hardest road of all
we’ve known! That held I have
the hand of softest rose
of all you! My dearest love, the
daughter of all those who know–
to be a Father!
:: 05-11-2015 ::
so like a gentle walk and I don’t know how
i can tell you — won’t ever play with you
and like my mama told me
‘keep precious hearts closely to your soul’
i love you but don’t know you
and can’t believe how people say
‘never let your hair down’
it’s a sad fact like broken hearts
and when I’m out i see you walking
and i think you see me — could it be
you’re playing a game — that’s the way
wars are lost; especially between hearts
when we are so afraid to be what we are
oh yeah, oh so terribly sad
to feel the tears upon my cheek i hate me
i let my hair down but never knew a heart
that burst fire just for me
should i go alone? Into the deepest night?
why don’t you ask me? Could it be you found
another game to play? Oh! Maybe that’s the way
wars are lost. especially between hearts
when we are so afraid to be what we are.
Oh, yes. Oh la la la…I say with my heart.
:: —— ::
I think today I broke
a word in my ignorance!
I did the deed within my garden
I stabbed with spade
upon a letter within
the damp soil, lay the bee!
And in my haste I slay she
and shouted in thunder,
‘Oh! It cannot BE!’
:: – ::
if i lie within
my bed of pain
let’s call her death
and my sheets i’ve woven
entwined dreams of youth
that i took your breasts
within my mouth
i weep!
and to see how life expands
into a thin string of weakness
and of your-heart
and smile
too i’ve seen thinly die
i ate the dreams
from your mouth
and arguments are stupid things
spectral ghosts of hungry love!
but your eyes and lips and hands
are just as ghostly to my heart
as years that creep away
so do you!
:: ~~ ::
I’m so broken like my knees
and i heard the cardinal today!
like my heart full of red
it sang a song to my heart —
but my head — just a dread
and it made me laugh!
No, not really just a jest
poorly formed; a knight
2’4 across my soul!
And the voices came today
and I thought I’d died alone
then i saw the Ones
Oh no! Not me!
They wore the world
and all it’s regrets
The poor and famous
the beautiful and grotesque
the people I knew —
and always loved!
:: 04-06-2015 ::
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