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WITHIN the empire of my love & heart
within all things: so fly and kiss
all i am — within this empire
of visual senses/within all cities\
upon every blade of everglade
all the light all the fun from sun
i say: we are a people worthy of this
–holding out our hands:
upon the desert below the deep blue
ice above the rarest air i feel people
rising within the cities singing:
‘we are a people rising within the world
: a people worth love and care’
‘there is a people worth more than this
so hear me singing — all the angels and
all the devils around us can you see? there
is a people worth more than this who understands’
i say Life is the first gift
love is the second,
and understanding behind compassion
:: 07.16.2020 ::
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IF there are too
many Eyes: * *
* wreck yourself
* be an angel
(or stick around, like
balloons and furniture
for a day)
tell the grandchildren
how you defended the State
o f YOUR MIND.
:: 07142020 ::
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THIS POET WROTE:
while leaves march down an empty alleysuddenly she is barely holding upon the blue skies /of punch red-blue\of a galant southern magnolia sweetand fresh of a sudden burning smellfruit for the fallen souls are we forever together.
far so for father trick of mind/here is a Strange Tale\upon his tomb stone. this POET WROTE
:: 07.13.2020 ::
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o f c o l o r fulSOUNDS that died when this novel began as the stars are falling i wonder why have i been waiting so long to be here — where i once said, “where i am going?” All within your sunshine i found the light shining through; the barking trees and dogs crying; this seasonal salad between your thighs /within the sunshineLOVE\ i climbed up to tie all eyes to not feel shame giving angels such surprise –> that i am with you and my editor cried:
” you have been waiting so long;to be where you have been going –within the nectar-sauce of LOVE “
so i finished beating my glyph-heartstaying within you now until the Caesarof LAW has waited this long — to belike-ever your seas could dry upwhere ALL WISH GO;/jk324323423\ within the target of PASSION.
:: 07.13.2020 ::
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IF YOU HAD A WILL and testament
would it be written and read
within your perfect shapes
of curves and s-plashing reds
and of dying flesh?
AND if everything around you
is not quite as what it seems?
so if everything you ever
knew was just an elaborate
dream? As Narcissus would you
look upon your image and find
yourself afraid to see?
Hunting forever(y)
things that mean nothing at
all but the treasures all always
around you.
ALL CREATIONS OF YOUR PAIN
:: 07.12.2020 ::
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i grEW into a GREAT
smallness’t
that walked the dangerous
forest of my carpet
i lost the lie of physicality
while dreaming this dream
of life —
no one truly sleeps
we are always HERE.
:: 07.10.2020 ::
smallnest is now a word
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*** DRAFT ***
,
,
,
*
Hey hey! mighty Asteroid
you have come from so
far away makes my mind
and dizzy head ;
250 million years ago they
walked right where my life
now Stands /makes me wonder
/, it makes me wonder
if i should have another
, another who stands here
one day \\
we dominated this land for
200 thousand years now
then went for a walk with
the dinosaur. hey hey
mighty asteroid you are
picture with no future.
:: 07.10.2020 ::
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i am not the mud not the footprint
of ancient man but a shinning lit
point of a forming light
within dripping tears
No, not a monster or sunshine
at dark — so such our mouths
sing, “we know things so wrong”
just like everyone else…
i used a brush upon an ancient
rock to remove the ages of tears
revealing Summer when this
ancient town died : and n0w \
feeling love. Within a moment
we kissed and hugged at home —
then we died.
i am not the mud not the footprint
of ancient man but a shinning lit
point of a forming light
c r y i n g for anything to remember
we were once alive and living
as a people.
:: 07.06.2020 ::
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AND your strawberry eyes
with a sweet liquor!
a ,”NOBODY’s” Spirit sang
\ my own heart!
(i need) A Sweet sender brought
a wind of over-under Wonder!
(calling un)in(to despair)
fat lady sing!how
i love a mostly Large-almond-Love woman
each famous heart finding love must
end in each of everything____ (so many years
pass since I first wrote my last note)
around a wounded mind
of little fingers! A n d love is no wrong
with(a lot of you and me the faith of spirit)
c o n f i r m e d in heaven’s
solid congress! –> the message with a castes
blue bottle unto the gaping mouth of hungry
Ocean!
:: 03-12-2015 ::
:Rev 06.23.2020 ::
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HOPING is a giant hammer, terrifying, and insane
at tender times, while the heart hides away;
crying like laughter releases compressed
emotions — this is no wrong or right but a golden
trumpet, teeth shattering upon each note played___
the paunch of my feelings gilded wainscoting.
Wonder ing if Heaven has graveyards — the hope
of dying twice/once in hell upon Earth the other
one inch inside the pearled gates.
:: 06.20.2020 ::
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