[nothing goes here] YEAH go on a
bastardSLAP bang )OOPS(
that year a salty tear fell
cascaded down my brown THIGH-eye
know my weakness is bad relationSHIPS
leaving every port where my heart
)OOPS( drowns. The worst Broadway
play axed half in wholes like
Picassoic strokes —do i hate it—
\\trickytricksterfuchsakes//
Y )OOPS( ES
of course.
:: 07-16-2018 ::
THE contour of a
popped kernel
Slipped into my mind
as a silliest
th ought popcorn
pops is a mean guy
who viciously beat
the woman who loves
me. i like eating
popcorn but hate
pops.
MY kernal of #truth!
:: 07-16-2018 ::
FOUR broken nights i am your fool
For broken Cupid knees suffering
{ b r o k e n. Behind my friend fear }
the devil in the forest bathing
as the doe licking dew
and politicians at the end of a rope
AND religion too
are about four broken nights
having bled their swollen days like pigs
Committing to breakfast bacon
And hens by eggs only
so-so!
:: 07-14-2018 ::
i’m not g a y but y o u. ARE beautiful
&. y e l l o w s walk by
on two pink sticks ______hunched black
cowboy hats shoot
#Shooting Stars#
AND booked worms abused by Mr. Jones
of Manor Farm are bet’er than
book
______
managers
in brick and mortar.
:: 07- 14-2018 ::
i recall the times so long ago
calling you until i lost
count oh…
all the falling tears
of a thousand years
and more
so sick so dead so sit
there and bleed some more
while i stab
memories of what-was
what-has has-been so sick
pushing against ember-tomb’d
walls encased unspoken dreams
i scream my heart out __
you dreeeeeam fondling
broken protocol
I know (we’re fools)
that time’s a school
stuck in now forward go
reverse the must of
fucking can’t do
ember tomb’d
ember’d room
sap a glue
encasing you
and all the tears
of a thousand years
and more
:: 07-14-2018 ::
A new day. When i buried you.
i found love within me by
the warmest touch Of my heart
i have grown. By the things
over ‘there’ there now.
AND Largest walls hide
hammered nails so lost.
A new shape from the deepest
inkwell || well now ||
we are on our own.
And Poets never grow up
WE GROW BIG ROOMS.
:: 07-10-2018 ::
Fury!
Black striped and gold bands
your ghost feet
my shattered tongue
Oh love!
What madness
that fragrant flower!
lungs as balloons
with air
That Time divides:
purple Pains &
pink Pleasures
Koi
carped the 5th
the judge laughed
and gummy bears hate
hungry lawyers.
:: 07-10-2018 ::
Bring your face to be a friend take a stab bring again a friend
iridescent bubbles crab tastes like smiles — a stab to her heart
killed him // outside a danger \\ acting stupid //(words) a judge
smudged freedom therein my [friends
it’s so loose — overRAM overCUMed
dirty dirty words/ Inside my here
and now [hungry religion] — my
libido // a quaint gazabo \\ i
threw up purple tongueLIZZARD
it’s their lifeSTYLE
their ENTERTAINMENT –{environs]
my last FORGET oh yeah forget
makes us small //a whiri-wind
hello? a whirl win ; we danger
we more so Iris God – a dirty word
//sea and sky ; a two-b l a d e of
cloud-nynmph /love you likeHuman
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…yeah
My love, my un-natural creature
YEAH YEAH YEAH — YEAH!
let’s not forget (yeeessss) i find
it so hard so wide so large i say
neverMIND nevermIND yeah my Greek
Goddess of the Rainbow //yea, yea,
a flea bleeding feeling finding makes
smiling my tender meats; AND outside
danger: who we are now? ENTERtainers?
do youLOVe NOW ;’ excuse for a kiss
to remember? Hey hell, hey hell,
hey hello…hell, hell, hello nO!
i was can’t wait!
:: 07-04-2018
There use to be a place for laughter
within this carnival ride of life
a large blue-eyed rabbit to ride
purple flying piglets wearing
knitted green sweaters kissing
roses in bloom — so the light
hits the bloom again
There is so much i could tell you
but you remain so much the power
so much the pain –> oh baby to
live like you’re an addiction
so i guess i should know i should
go but love how you kiss how your
roses are a colorLiking my heart
the light upon the dark side of me
(and did you know when it’s winter
you’re my summer rose?) And now that…
There’s so much i could tell you
oh how i love you love you like
an addiction when it snows
oooh when twin purple tulips bloom
PurpleBURST (i’ve been (ah!) [if i should crush…\
so much power so much my pleasure
so much my addiction my pain] of a DAY i
kissed and IF_i get addicted to love
then by more of the carnival of kisses
by life so MY PAIN
TO LIVE LIKE i love MY ADDICTION
and my heart BECOMES LARGERSby –>
the lips of your purple bloom.
and love remains.
:: 07-04-2018 ::
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