His WORD a mountain
a breath of anger
A jay choked itself
and satisfied moon
One lover went forth
to the river
another toward the fields
and the sun behind
the day sang woefully
“what is cupid to do!”
If only love had one
angry heart then maybe
two – too would be
one understanding us
–i love you!
:: 09162015 ::
say you oh my say me!
what you ~~ ooh me too,
love how you smell
and how you look!
saw the moon underneath
a skirt to short for mom
and love your muffin
tastes so good
i’ve got a tooth ache
loving how the pain
feels with sweets
WE beg for more(nature
says, ‘i’m a whore’)
god too — hey! How
you look makes me want
more || and knows what
it means –I’m sick and
need sweets to make the
fever go away an old man
laments ‘time to make the
donuts!’ hahahaha yeah
love how you make them
with holes you know what it
means you know what it means
and i’m just adolescent dreams
“eating me/monster -whore
windows go white in the bakery
store//the wind is a woman
with sweet shorts and slender
eyes(moves me)and hills with
no effort
:: 09-16-2015 ::
SAVE me // rape me
kill me again
love me // hate me
lie again but never
doubt my weakness
i’m more than most
so make me laugh again
tell me how ugly
I AM — YOU were never
the only one (aaah)
who tried to kill me
then again — you
are little and so weak
I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE
yaaa….so cry
hugging my feet i’m so
tired of bugs on a bulb
i flick the switch and
burn you watch the city
street lights go dim
so i rape you //kill you
again and again i fuck
you // where no man
should feel love
and i save me from you
aaaah! hate me hate me
hate you hate you hate you
— raping me ||
:: 09-16-2015 ::
i’m just a spot of dirt in life
and Jesus wants warriors
Judas spared me for a dime
tell me don’t spend me around
Jesus doesn’t want a fool
and somethings are a mystery
so spank me just don’t let
Jesus sell me for a nickel
i’m worth a dime
Jesus don’t want me
Judas gave me life
some things are mysterious
and I say is life worth a dime?
Only Jesus knows and he says
he wants warriors for His
Kingdom — I’m too cheap
so Judas saved me
:: 09-16-2015 ::
i am peace ~~of love
you are softly whispered
we helped together
to bury me lover i
say then expressed
in touch what no words
were ever born to say
how memories held
together all my life
and now my favorite color
is that –of your eyes
cause my heart is falling
deeply into you all of me
so never change because
you will change me too
so bury me into your
favorite color THOSE OF
YOUR EYES cause my heart
is falling deeply into you
:: 09-16-2015 ::
AS a little boy we went to
see the circus and all
the demons of life
the fire was bright
i rejoiced in the love
And father said,’son
when you grow up will
you write of this?
to see the demons and
write to nonbelievers
that life is precious?’
i write, “i’m a phantom
for all the living
i’m the blind spot
of life” and so i write
and feel the broken
so sincerity greets with
an occultic shrug –the
impenetrable transparency
of life and death
the circus of demons and life
:: 09-16-2015 ::
SWEET life love lick
glory as you were
i am a friend you
a bee out of skies
a last immortal leaf
don’t be late
dead and gold
alive and old
a formal sperm
in the
dust
this is a memory of shiny
things as the mud i breached
we were receptive
,earth, O me O my O we
i’m depressed as a friend
then a drill as a kiss
these fragile splendors from
as i know memories (is it so)
as a friend i know Marian
i know memories i know you
come be as a friend we love
no lingering no backward step
just to be us O
o me o my o we
o we o why o yes i love
just a memory, a memory
of my m i n d
O y e a h
:: 09162015 ::
BROKEN tongue no lies
i’m so ugly i am shy
the clouds flew away
in my head i laughed
but my skin cries
i’m so scared
lit the candles today
now i’m dead
it’s okay i’m fresh
not six feet deep yet
Yeah! I’m a liver
alcohol elixir
and now i sing my mind
yeah yeah yeah
oh yeah yeah yeah
and how i loved life
and found god found lard
found you around the yard
yeah oh yeah! i’m so sorry
and so lonely i took my
wallet and gave pisces
a dollar for the man down
the road //so lonely it’s
a shame so i blame me for
all i hurt — my will says
the same so we’re equal
oh yeah! pah! Dhaka
my spirit hurts
:: 09-16-2015 ::
TEARS
eli
xir
lush ishly
like eye
deli
ciously!
MyEye enTOMED IF
MY OP TIC HEART
BEATS of Coming love
and waiting is
spent in I SO
-lation
but rewarded
by golden soul
so pain is a seed
and spirit the tree
i bury my roots
D
E
E
P
L
Y
!
:: rev ::
And in this morning ice baked sky
that I be drawn to the glass-cold window
was a pleasant — albeit utter surprise
To see — I did! Across the way
beyond the oak between the frost
and misty cloak the Monarch
who fluttered by!
The grand vision crystal snow
drifting flakes against noble color
such a butterfly!
::12-24-2013::
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