(I’m rolling ___falling inside myself
so help my never asking what is true)
i won’t answer you my precious heart
if a thousand years hurt you
i can make some wine without grapes
…i was standing there \waiting for
AND SOME say the time it takes a sea
to turn dark it never the point ____
HOW LONG OH HOW LONG UNTIL THE POINT
OF NO RETURN? See your brother —
he says he needs you — your mother says
she loves you and how far how far TOO
the Point of No Return?
Today inside Bermuda depth i saw the truth
and all the Sun, Mother, and YOU — your
brothers showing how far to the point of
we rose inside deepest depths soaring
ever higher/my heart flew too high\&
though i ate time/depleted illusion\
i flew too high and still i am the mad
man____carry on wayward Souls of Poetry |
we are the wise men and shouldered in
magic potion i say: Carry ON Away
Sons and Daughters of Words.
:: 12.07.2021 ::
AND if you cleanse yourself
rain me again
O my dreams.
Take me home.
Take me home.
My dream take me home. THIS DAY opened its flower-mouth smell the daisy and the roses
saw the blue skies touched her lips and found God behind a rock my feet deep
inside the sand 00 we take the kids to Walmart and Walgreens inside a blue mood.
So i turned yea i turned from the boy i knew
/ I am miserably prolific /mean butterfly eating my insides\
my writings less agreeable than my dreams: no fun ||| ate
mud [check] ate my own heart [check] stood up when i
should have stood down [check]
wept and cried [x]
danced and went hysterically comical but carried the dead
child which was once me inside as the crowd laughed.
And for ENCORE? Doing it all over would be pure
poetic MADNESS! /
:: 12.07.2021 ::
you have broken
as here too, me —
a first bird singing
and praising from yesterday’s
world Sweet fallen pollen
of praising for this
fresh morning of a first
Sweet new fawls
as from new grass
in love precious
loving — mine is the
sunlight ; born of
that One from Light
of God’s Creation of
a New Day.
As the sun has broken
:: 12.04.2021 ::
Oh wait, for me wait as i once did
for that pink balloon inside your
heart / that cares only for warmth
and love | the likely process of
the decay of a body becomes that
tear inside my heart \as i hardly
notice the feel of time fleeing
pain and darkness in her arms
or her thigh between day and
:: 11.30.2021 ::
Dark clouds as lonely as my heart Weeping tears of my life
so begins again the night the fright of living life
I want to be the one
I want to leave & run
I want to see the end
to taste real things
All my life I wanted to feel but fear a hold upon my heart
Never had a thing to say to the indifferent Souls
So let me feel let me hear all the pain of my lost life
Where I belong. sadly wondering
Where I cry.
Where I live inside a vault
where it’s all my own fault.
So dark clouds as lonely as my heart
weeping tears of my own life.
:: 11-06-2017 ::
THE WINGS of the birds upon the table
(went hungry) I saw the light over
the confessional and the voice said:
THAT’S THE PERSON TO KILL
UPON THE table the fires again
and the mouths are choking
I don’t mind stealing bread to
feed the children. Yeah. We’re
dying farmers and the mouths are
choking. i DON’T MIND STEALING
bread for the children (we’re going
How free is poetry to express
mindless anger. It can also express
love and forelove senseless.
Serial killers are evil. Hello?
They like hurting little things that
cannot fight back.
Humans by far are the most evil
creatures of nature.
:: 11-23/2021 ::
I love i try squeezing each other — someone else?
squeezing : too tear you apart (oh what you say?) vocal talent?
Oh – too two? My scarab bled. Oh, young minds get up and out.
how you sleep eye’d waken yea rapture.
Depending abrasion it held my body
running for my life :
running / shock social medical \
forgot formation medication :
covid decay my life — running for
life — yeah running for my l;ife..
I kept my religion inside my head
(terrible flavor) beat bounce yeah
in my seat fauci medical ? watching
records — hold me. I run. took two
shots and sipping life and fever if
it comes — fall butterflies flittering
while I decay | all for love and life.
I’m runnuing from my life.
I had you inside my coat pocket
and my flesh is vampire and never die
a sun is a chemical and human thing
: medical. Never die. How I wish it
would defy the monster inside my vein.
Never. All medical, yea. I’ so sorry
I forgot you. Human soul.
–> life is fun | death? /medical\
eternal life is posion.
never the one that dies.
A MONSTER CHEMICAL
NO WALLS no decay.
running from my life : i’m running
from life and i shed this life to make another one
met Mozart and met Marc Anthony and Cleo —
boring people ….who hurt so many/ and Christ…
yea I holy ONE. So sorry I saw you die — oh how
you asked me not to save you. CAN YOU MEND MY HEART.
CAN YOU TELL ME YOU NEVER BELIEVED ME?
:: 11.3.2021 ::
LISTEN to the silence
how it comes to me
And when I am in trouble
it is fine.
AND inside this round
of darkness i speak of
broken hearted people
: let it become as me/
an answer inside of me.
TODAY i spoke a word
and grew tomorrow:
And inside my head oh
inside my heart i knew
it was to be so
TOMORROW is a whisper
and yesterday a light
who shines upon my
wisdom. Who are we?
Oh, who are we?
The yesterday that
shines upon today
and wishes tomorrow.
:: 11.22.2021 ::
MY DREAMS are secret destroyers
while i sleep in bed and my desire
is a piece to gain (oh, yea. love)
eACH one (desire) thought alone
Sing, they are right to sing
but they sing destroying cities.
That lonely way you kill yourself.
Frayed MOIST NIGHT
(i’ve been weeping alone for one
more show) Shall we endure you a bit Longer?
(What you got?) Shall never shake.
Cloacal evidence so cold!
Spent. Within each other’s eyes.
THEIR NIGHTS OF DESIRES
EXHAUSTED only to dream
of dying and cruel words.
IN SPITE of all the rains of deranged
thoughts and words torrents of stone
labors of foam___ rancor of loose Jesus
eyes: without hope.
In spite of my anger I’m still just
a lonely soul : in spite! With a safety
pin stuck inside our side we shall shout
and take our minds where we want it to be.
:: 11.20.2021 ::
Dew-EAR (yes dear) my love so sweetly awaits
the first burst of light and too, my heart
it comes today; a morning greeting
i should be there with the bee
across the empty horizon.
Oh! Again that cry!
Some forgotten monsters
making love inside a dying
They let out that shrieking
last cry while consummating
:: 01-24-2015 ::