“WHAT fear my love
if kisses mend pain”
I see shadows
my lover
“then I send
my soul across
the night”
It does well dear
but monsters
need affection
so they live
“Then my love
I send some to
those shadows too”
:: 07-20-2014 ::
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UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
THAT ONE
HAVE you seen the beauty-birth?
A nature-thing that smells baby
A feathered soul thin bone
A gentle blade of green soul
I kiss the soul of that One
:: 07-20-2014 ::
THE NAMES OF GOD
IN an incredible feat
of intellectual prowess
I counted the Names of God
and the stars went dark
and all the cosmos screamed
“HE has known! Love…”
YOUR GRINNING DOLLS
Your dolls grin in my summer
melted silver-plastic sins
and I heard a crow caw
all for my belated needs
I never tended to life
and I find myself six feet deep
My pall bearer lover needs
me and my simple sweet soul
All for you I oiled your soul machine
and I am cosmic mechanic heart
I have the skills to fix your devour-mouth
My pall bearer sees crow caw
and I’m still six feet under…
Under your high heel career
and Versace style psychotic need
And who (you) bury my bleeding
I keep your longest kiss under
— neath my broken bone cap knees
And nothing hurts like your mouth
:: 07-16-2014 ::
LOW REAL ESTATE
DO you know loneliness?
It has a quaint cottage
next to pain
and they BBQ on Sundays
and share a soft warm tea
when it rains — death is
a neighbor in the attic
of dilapidated homes
that soul with low real estate
:: 07-14-2014 ::
DAM(N)
MAD is a reversal of DAM
the busy beaver builds the wall
so high
a small creature – big teeth
dam is my wall
mad i climb
all my teeth within my heart
and I, the smallest
of them all
:: — ::
THUNDER LOVE DESTROYS
*#thun-d£R@%
$lov€+’
d£s||troys @
I saw you my love
and days melted
my — I // cry
a tiding plate I filled
And my God gave too
for our love
but silence died my
deathly heart sang
butter — eye flies
and blossom –>
My bosom full
of(over) a heart nesting
beating ivory moon
so I cry and what-did/does
I tickle ivory keys and sing
of death and love and life
shame on my soul //+\\
I love and loved my lover
:: 07-11-2014 ::
GOD HAS A ROMANTIC STREAK
I once loved and it was good
and I asked God if He approved
His answer to me was this:
“My goose bumps created
the mountains…”
So I seek love again
but fear God’s pleasure!
:: 07-06-2014 ::
PURE BLOOD
My sick dark lover
I did not mean to kill you
when you — a hungry soul
placed your sharp iron fangs
into my immortal neck
I forgot to tell you
I am the fallen angel
that ‘Father of vampires’
and you — beautiful soul
over-dosed on pure
angelic blood…
: 07-05-2014 :.
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