Tag Archives: #me

I AM NOT THE I OF THE WORLD

I am not the i of the world.
The days of life did some thing
that my self does not approve.
Their veiled eyes lie —
of no light that i (me of me)
hide my face within the dream;
Now the world is alone.
Does it still exist?
For no other reason than
pain it may but then not me.
Most have gone this way;
all met with rage, with
caged souls, beside humanity
isn’t that their most?

A dirty word: hello.
A nerdy bird: i feel stupid.

as if accused.
Life offers gifts
blessed are the meek.
but not for you.
Not for me.
i am not the i of the world.

:: 01-23-2019 ::


THEN YOU SHALL KNOW THEM

THEN there are those whose
(i am uninvited) fields glow
wishes as those thickest
flowerSTEM towers,
which piercing flesh say,
“you are not our own”
the orchids have teeth
speaking clearly to those
preventing me to ENTER
unharmed/ on a thought of
boosted summerHeat roaming
splinters the elitist say
“the words say you are not
of these called life”
glancing my eyes toward
the evolutionary shores
of humanity i can see
the fish hurling themselves
onto the shore speaking
ME.
i am regarded by no one
even ME

:: 09-10 2015 ::


I FEEL THE SCREAM OF LABORATORY MONKEY

come on-board and bring
your tears
all aboard dear weeping
hearts and what friends
say goodbyes so short
a list i know i know
i feel the burn
i feel the turn
i feel your pain
ooh –>
and today is so blue
i allowed the skies
to touch my heart
a loud pain
and so away i go
until the end
i know hello
i know hello
i know hell no
when the lights
turn off i dream
where i am now
like a bug upon
a screen and temptation
entertains the soul
until the end
until the monkey screams
in a laboratory of science
i’m still human i think
until the prick of the
needle inside my heart
infuses a lifetime of
sensation so here we are
i feel so stupid i’m
that contagious
i say goodbye so list
me on your shortlist
of burning turning pain

:: 08-01-2015 ::


IF THERE’S A BETTER WAY

[come on people let’s smile and say there’s no pain, try and get together and hug death and pain]

i speak with turtle-flipper lip say purple
it tastes like death and when i was a navy
wave of blue crimson way i could ride a crest
of love — sharks like people bite life just to live
got to find a way a better way to say just to say
um, did you see suzy in her yellow dress? she had
an ice cream tongue licking puberty too || bouncing
and feeling gravity upon her chest and the boys
lost their eyes as marbles at a school yard
recess
it’s best
teachers too
smelling youth
i got to find
gotta find me
inside leviathan dreams
a lion’s den where some crown-less king
rules over a depleted dream

:: 08-01-2015 ::


LIGHT AND DARKNESS

AND when I walked
the path toward the light
and you said that I could not see
what you meant was nothing darkness
and in the light I knew your heart
it was made of clay and dirt
and in this dirt you woke me up
and I saw the light within you
and we made the world into this rock
and so we reap now what we sow

Who will see the light within this darkness
who will make some sense of this?
I can only hope for light and love
and love is what we need this day

You will see light in the darkness
you will make some sense of this
and in the morning when you awaken
there will be a butterfly for you

Who will see the light within the dark
can you take this staff of light
and make it yours to remake this world?
I give you the dream of living life

::01-02/2014 ::


THE SWING BLADE (OF INNOVATION)

WE toil in obscure fashion
but only so – until innovation
Elais Howe’s sewing machine
– a stitch in time

And detritus pepper life
So lovingly Hess’ vacuum cleaner
pulls us from dirt to God-clean

Remiss the typed word without
–Shole’s typewriter
Clackety-CLACK impressed words!

Oh this man saved us all
– Seth Wheeler’s toilet paper

But the grand techno-god
– Tesla’s electric power ac
humble praise for off-worldness

Back to terra firma
– Elisha Gray’s Telegraph
Lost rights to Mr. Bell

We have a grand audience
the universe rivetedly watches
What new innovation say we!

God-like soon — be we soon
the tower of babel-speak
confusion-sweet-humble
Let’s rejoice!
God-kiss soul!

::12/30/2013::