BENEATH my adoration
i see you my whore
the one who is dying
runs to hide living
under the skirt of
unseen skies
No one sees this mystery
like a headstone within
a forgotten graveyard
rare as the fennec beyond
a mirage and golden leaf lard
as sacred memories fill my
pockets with destroyed evening’s
stars
lavation
:: 01.10.2022 ::
THAT GREAT BASTARD
crawling :
kissed bad blue feelings
/dogs barking at shadows
tore a paper moon\
a giant dildo swaying
atop Chrysler building___
Fay Wray screaming
“Empire State building creates
more feeling.”
as i knew.
:: 01.08.2022 ::
IF i deny you then denied
i have myself!
But if you deny me then what am I?
The fool?
The weaker link if love?
No.
Superb taste robust!
:: ~ ::
WHEN awakened by a sudden thing as Life
what to do?
i took my mouth in hand and walked down
the mountain to a river. My curious tale
behind me it was the bleat of a sound within
my throat that ragweed spoke.
Never a mystery as the ones i’ve met
have potted the balconied trees upon the
rows of my thoughts.
There! A sparrow that has fallen from
my dreams into the progress of strawberry-
wax lullabies i had once forgotten.
:: 12.21.2021 ::
[Apollo’s mother has hidden beauty]
Leto my Leto!
Artemis saw your hidden modesty
and forged fire and lightning within
the womb of Worlds
came Apollo Oh! Apollo!
:: 12.21.2021 ::
SHE liked me like legs with in (between breasts)
magnet tarry speckled stars of waiting maid ~
/ oh hell \ wait!
i usually forget my line about right (revived) now__
____oh well swelter pieces of pisces and
wooden boxes of girly smelly flowers CHOCOLATE heart ate my
full-OP-ion blossom twirling surprises / your advice : you
mace: –> my face___ 6 feet deep.
SHE asked me, ‘like, does the weight
shape/shadow lure drop deep inside
the ocean of life?
oh for weeks genus prunus lipped lover
Orange-Cherry almond meal of my Heart.
:: 12.19.2021 ::
ATE a memory of all my life & despised my refrain: how soil and seed brings life or death
your back turned (i feel blessed) deciding style and finance
were your gods so eat what you sow & throw away wheat & golden strands of souls
If inside mysterious feelings
you feel stupid and contagious
it’s best to feel a little sick
and always will do oh do
until End / hello \ hell no |
Inside light sounds dangerous voices and touches vicious
:a baby a fetus –| we tend to forget what makes us smile inside
our horrored MINDS. Hell oh hell oh hello WAS a mysterious tasting of
stupid feelings worth the pain?
worse or worst is all a gift even though Life must be better
before it all Ends.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
I N F L A T I O N
(pisses me off)
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
LEAVING this smallest of a smaller town into mystic side of living
/came KING KONG hanging upon a ledge in upper Manhattan\ ____broken wheels
/>\ tumble ::…>
THE smell of evil is a job done well if everyone sides |||| for six dollars
you can get almost two gallons of gasoline. i fucking cry.
I want to kiss and nearly have forgotten the last time
to bow down and cry
is fundamentally fucking human darling.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
PLEASE GIVE me my pardon
written by God’s own Holy Hand
don’t say no |i’ll leave right now
nothing wrong mental health
if you give me fantasy now
[and]
ALL upon shark clouds
beneath butterfly waves
goes destiny into oblivion
twice upon sunny days
as the sun burns the ground
empires steal stars from
lover’s steely eyes
Into the night goes my thoughts
a broken crib of ancient jewels
peeling paperwall of forgottens
it pains to learn____stepping stone
of beauty called Life.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
LAST night another day of hours
so full of moments so full of holes
watched a bumble bee so quietly bow
tasted afterburn of Life
was i scared so i was
it was so loud
THEN there are those who group
into a stare while my feet leave
the dangerous floor
was i scared so i was
wasn’t i so proud?
Lord i prayed: find my soul
beneath the online newspapers
& follow the voice of my dreams
pixelated within a scream
so now how well do you know
how it feels to have four thousand
holes within your tender Soul?
was i scared so i was
the best of me is the best of words
always so bold.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
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