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THEY all become my pets
it’s getting worse
when i realized my
pain was hanging by
a thread behind
the walls across the yard
the finest day i ever had
inside a deep pit
where drops of tears
hang in the air
that hummingbirds lick
and the sun burns away
somewhat like my life
and there’s something
in the wind i cannot see
but feel like the hope
beneath my skin that crawls:
it asks: do you love yourself?
and i have no words to explain
so i won’t complain
they’re all my pets
:: 07-25-2015 ::
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LIFE! as my prince,
as leaves
in morning dew
brightly aglow
or no ?
as my prince
as leaves
upon the ground
all greens
dark and dull?
then Over-death
by sudden memory
hope tugging string
attached to sun
whose horizon
–too tall!
as leaves my prince
in morning dew
and all greens
so dark and dull
as my prince leaves
:: 07-25-2015 ::
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WHEN and then
f e e l i n g
pulls meanings
i cannot remember
fallings-ME into
the life’s River
BUT then, always then!
i remember fearings
singing ‘love me,
love me for what
i am!’ and then-ingly
i weep knowingly
this is the dream
and maybe the One
i never awaken from!
nature comes:
saving me! From me
and unto all i
: my abstract mind
and flesh are at
greatest odds!
:: 07-24-2015 ::
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if some (i say,,, wayward soul)
should approach me
let me hide beneath a
heavy speaking rock
and the worms and things
keep comfort unto my soul
if this (what is it?)
is sometimes a fire
let the easy mouth render
water to quench the burning
desire for any explanation
— sometimes beauty is
the hidden voice
behind many words
AND the flower of my mouth
is dry: please wet it
with your thoughts!
:: 07-21-2015 ::
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the conception of my
poetry is less a spark
than feeling
the feeling that i know
my emotions are true:
the truest thing in all
the universe i have friended
:something to never betray
but hold dearly and especially
while i write!
sometimes i scream
other times cry
and a few in anger
but when i write
i seem more than ‘me’
it’s the voice of
universality
:: 07-19-2015 ::
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i removed myself today from focused pain
(a thing that’s so real) and heavy days
are over so i believe(d) with pale tender
white feet walking over a road
strewed with shards of reflecting memories
like my empire of thoughts
:all dirt leaving me alone
in a soul of colored pride
beneath the stains of time
and eating — like someone
who goes all like everyone
i’ve ever known, goes away –>
beating sound within my
chambered chest full of
earth’s old timid grace!
you wished to make me whole
And your tears past before
a splashy muddy mouth in
the river of my own life
:whatever i’ve become is
exulting,gentle love
in the end…
:: 07-18-2015 ::
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if once by large time and C H A N CE
supposing i dreamed this) and like
more than feelings,,,when day has
POWER-CHORDS the sea of wishful crowds
of lonely masses! i ask please bring
your friends and be so self-assured
and walls of pseudo-life shall not
reckon how you and yours are along the
way to dust — Nations and Souls
fall when the center has weakened
and personal wonderful dreams are
not a guess! all life will flower!
and laugh-sparkle from!
like cats chasing mice
like men chasing women
like pissed off society
Hench the rotten core
of putrid policy
DC is an aborted fetus
we’re so raped and pregnant
and we find it hard to love
the evil within our womb
:: 07-12-2015 ::
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WE will never have
a scientist as a President
nor a philospher as President
or an artist as a President
: the role is exclusively
reserved for SOCIOPATHS
And don’t even think of poets!
:: 07-12-2015 ::
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IF the gods of time and space relent and if there’s any kind
of justice under this sun and if all the great questions
have no answers then what becomes of humanity?
And if the love of lovers are mirages brought by heat
of passion from the heart of an animal soul — then
let the oceans meet the land
let the magma burst forth
and clear the land
oh, let us try once again in another time oh oh
We live according to race and political shade and our
life is traded by tradition and false religions but we
should keep on trying and i am who i am
you are you and we are One
So let’s keep on trying!
:: 07-12-2015 ::
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IF i am separated from your love
then from your hands and heart and
brains: and the soul i saw flutteR
across a golden field outside my
window on I-10 just today
now, oh seriously!
–that since when you disappeared
“i/we” tripping, stumbling as a fool
i wonder: life, that i do drink
from soul’s fountain-dreams
and those line of old books of poetry
across the room taste like wishing-
liquid tears i sometimes THEN drown
within//and mother/father/GoD
is this ink well fathomlessly?
and i know: fear trembles just
a bit beyond a little distant
an instant compared to time!
:: 07-12-2015 ::
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