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In this past I remember crickets &
flies indiscriminately conflating
phylum and Genus. Whether my flesh
within Babylon or Bayonne–
tonight is the toast of this Night:
Herr Ludwig Van Beethoven
his anger and brilliance could bore
kind hearts but his sugar notes and
finesse of the keyboard was charity
and progress — so sick am i within
all these strange looks […]
we saw and heard and were all these
sick happy heaps of children on the brink
of pleasant discovery.
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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THE bed a crime scene of sorts
a passion spilled in sweat
willingly i go – to my death
he comes to me in the night
a sword sharpened by lust
and thrusts it into my soul
mother, i’m ready to come home
but the line between pain & pleasure
is small compared to the pleasant death
the coroner will say an untimely passing
but my murderous lover knew the timing
each plunge of his knife ever deeper
— // —
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PAIN as love
thick & forgetting
thinner to remember
that when hate blows
the winds burn each other
— kiss the angel’s baby
lips as pleasure and pain
are one of each as one
hidden That when i speak
i use your beautiful
words since you are within
my aching heart of nothings
.
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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EVil is a heart racing
leaving shadows behind
In this daylight everything
is lit with a target —
so you try so h ard
to hide.
Evil is hard breathing
& wishing to hide: no rock
or coverage can hide you:
— wishing to survive
then evil finds you
– the rest is humanity.
everyone just everyone!
wants to taste you and Devour
you!
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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i should be a worm
deep inside the green
whatever should i (else)be
cause there’s nothing else
to say — so i write;
some (so many) say i have
no right – no apologies
Within the Sun i Walk
like creme sherbet
so nasty no assault
(glam and wrong — freezer
burned/ i am blamed_) within
the sun – oh Mary! to walk
upon the Waters of our Thoughts
all alone all lonely all
a lone we go we go we go wego
— what else should i be?
nothing but the Sun
within this Sun Mary! Oh Mary!
i wish i was so easily
confused; so that i could grab
all the shame (infamous choking
upon the ashes of my sun)
oh the sun! Mary!
oh Mary.
:: 07.03.2020 ::
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small GIANT lover like me
alone ]\]
little locked cedar box
i am was like-always
trapped%caught
within your flesh
and tender h e art
oh hey oh wait…
i am smaller(wondrous-YET)
now! oh! inside a forever priceless
Soul i walk like a f i n e S t a l l i o n
inside? INVITED warmth Orchard
ANGEL’S hair & babies breath/!\
i am the bleeding broken hymen
of your precious Heart\ oh hey wait!
i have scars oh my goodness girl__
like when the evening hushes the Day’s
Light oh you’re invited so invited
unto my private mind&Heart.
never A complaint!
listening to this night
:: 07.03.20202 ::
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THINKING here alone about all those muggy nights
thinking of how much my body haS DONE and this heart
i now call Fear__ haven’t we all done crazy and at times
so lately___
i have more been than once hypnotized & paralyzed
as pinned butterfly : now free to fly away_
//..—..\\ a fortress of never-
realizing pas s i n g eyes & whoYOU
within my most private dreams:
dammit! it’s so late or early
& so sick and tired/i never thing
how what i could and can ever do
if lightning once again strikes me
it’s not what i can do to make you
care or love me: it is what i do when
once again lightning strikes me and
you are not there.// nothing i can do
to make you hear me or be loved by
YOU. So, sorry seems to be the littlest
word.
:: 07.03.2020 ::
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A WORLD too much – – so morning broken
sun and soon the place of much:
a waste of beautiful powers: that we see
spending sweet wages upon vaporish
fantastical wishes;
Romeo as Juliet — little light of Nature
that might have been like the fresh Sea
bares creation through destruction — sand castles
of me less forlorn;
Oh sweet new faults teaching me i am a new born
what moves us is not but through Great God
hearts out of tune; my mind is not evening
but morning’s eager Triton who blows his
wreathed horn. Fresh from Eternity Unto
This World.
:: 06.22.2020 ::
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i dreamed a dream so wonderfully sweet
dreamed a dream of if and then what
i dreamed
struggling to never awaken
struggling to never remember
i dreamed
and within many tears awoken
wishing i had never ever
dreamed the dream so wonderfully sweet.
:: 06.21.2020 ::
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HELLO; an act of no fault
deeply sleeping but
hello to ALL while i am
dreaming upon my prose;
hello at the seeing-sleeping
fault of my glyphs
— how to express the, ‘no
one ever told you’ — i no
no no disturb a fault while your
family genetly greviously mistakes
you never knew your fears’& i forget
,no one told me how you gently sleep
folded deeply within your forgiven
Mistakes/
:: 05.21.2020 ::
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