Ecliptic Nebulae, the stones of
My Web; O God, make I a star,
as I’m a star!
We love not Time, love not Love
We love not World, live not
but within a Golden Empire!
The Soul that by
Soul’s Influence governs
the moons, stars & mega-verse
is eternal Love the Moon
has no sun — the Heart
no chaperone eloping
became Big Bang thrills!
:: 05/04/2022 ::
///////////////////////////Seditious countries and each life; closes minds
since mortal hearts within jars and intestines have no mark upon solemn synod – forgiven decrees;
all humans scream for release from the arms of colossal piteous complaints…
do not tear away yourself dear to whisper a break withIN a deep-divorcing vow? i gave you everything;
everything i own;i have given you everything and you blew it to hell and with blood mingled inside the
crime of lust: for if we were one, and you played false, i ate the poison of your flesh, being infected
by your contagion. And hell, shit, keep fair league and truce inside my soul and mind and spirit —
you blew it all and split the world of my heart apart.
:: 08.12.2020 ::
A heatwave visited today carried by winds and star tears; it touched me.
A vanilla taste warned amygdala as I was cycling back from hill country
away from dust beasts that live beyond the wooden bridge near the
dried out lakes of lost souls.
That infernal star dropped across the horizon and bounced from Dallas
to San Antonio leaving burn prints like dots begging for carbon pressed
lines between death and destruction.
I almost made it home but the star tears started to fall and such power
is resistant to prayers and dreams.
As they fell the Earth opened up like onion paper against a furnace.
I forget everything at that moment.
:: 07.25.2020 ::
Hungry tongue keeps tasting
missing words and I keep writing,
“That that is is that that
is not is not that is it is it not:
So on this hot summer’s day I
threw in commas and spoke with
a fed tongue:
“That that is, is. That that is not, is not.
That is it, is it not?”
And me and my mouth rejoiced without ever
eating the poisoned apple || God swore
and the devil danced, angels rejoiced
and whores and poor men laughed
like aborted children left inside a gutter
:: 06-20-2015 ::
BENEATH the tears under the eyelids
of a broken heart across the fields
above the vast skies you see your soul
floating in dreams
Gently weeping spirit-soul speaking
to all you take a cloud inside
your mouth and all cellophane anger
melts so you find yourself in a
paradise of laughing Zebras holding
zero-umbrellas on a tram-trail to Heaven
And all the worries you ride upon the
A nirvana trip of hearts: if you
picture yourself in peace
:: 06-10-2015 ::
NEVER MET a finger-Word!
the some=thought One
could place a touch upon!
On time’s nobly proportioned
and monstering horror swallows!
and once said, “each time my
heart broken makes life
:: 06-06-2015 ::
THE HUMAN LANGUAGE is front-loaded
with the weaponry it requires
to destroy the bearer of any news
I’m looking for