Tag Archives: #time

CAN YOU FEEL ME (i’M MONSTER)

I love i try squeezing each other — someone else?
squeezing : too tear you apart (oh what you say?) vocal talent?
Oh – too two? My scarab bled. Oh, young minds get up and out.
how you sleep eye’d waken yea rapture.
Depending abrasion it held my body
running for my life :
running / shock social medical \
forgot formation medication :
covid decay my life — running for
life — yeah running for my l;ife..
I kept my religion inside my head
(terrible flavor) beat bounce yeah
in my seat fauci medical ? watching
records — hold me. I run. took two
shots and sipping life and fever if
it comes — fall butterflies flittering
while I decay | all for love and life.
I’m runnuing from my life.
I had you inside my coat pocket
and my flesh is vampire and never die
a sun is a chemical and human thing
: medical. Never die. How I wish it
would defy the monster inside my vein.
Never. All medical, yea. I’ so sorry
I forgot you. Human soul.

–> life is fun | death? /medical\
eternal life is posion.
never the one that dies.
A MONSTER CHEMICAL
NO WALLS no decay.
running from my life : i’m running
from life and i shed this life to make another one
met Mozart and met Marc Anthony and Cleo —
boring people ….who hurt so many/ and Christ…
yea I holy ONE. So sorry I saw you die — oh how
you asked me not to save you. CAN YOU MEND MY HEART.
CAN YOU TELL ME YOU NEVER BELIEVED ME?

:: 11.3.2021 ::


EMPTINESS IN ALL ITS GREATNESS

Light cursed falling lies in a singular box
as evil has many names (but the devil always
has many more). Pink-black lips inside my
mind: little crying lilac laughter splashing
the next steps (oh yea hey ‘who can save the
world?’ someone gonna save the world?)
Hey God, stop fixing that beehive
and drop that devil to the floor — strange
how evolution is less than nature’s greatest
achievement — clocks a tac-tic tac-toc
like ringing time and lilac. . .
the flower dies.
the hope follows.
emptiness ensues.

:: 10262021 ::


TIME IS NEVER OWNED

OH time is never owned cause time is always loaned
you can never give more to it and you can never leave
without leaving a piece of you
so the yesterdays we were others
today we believe we are we
and how life can help one
believe we’re better than yesterday — hold up yourself
to the Living Light: i once was youth and now ageless
so believe me.
And how the sun rises
and how the seas undulate
and hearts beat…
time is never owned.

:: 08.18.2021 ::


SHE LEAVES BEHIND FOR THE END OF TIME

Thus men tumbled, whilst each struggled for peace;
And the lives of one overlaid and those of the other,
and fortunes of two falleth to the first:
which, when few lived, did vie with one another;
and now half died, so that now one lives.

Tho’ to each a body to live, yet they grapple
upon one common body; thus this strife
of gods, and men, and air, and water,
the product of long labouring labour,
bringing tenfold glory to Caesar’s era.

Then seeing which only worked greater grief
and loathsome toil, what I should in this short space fail to copy,
i reflected on those works that I thought most difficult,
And composed the poem above, to divide the toilsome march
with one finished task to be done; and yet to finish
with a sigh and a droop, a little less evil than it began,
but therefore nobler in sentiment than it began.

So therefore, last rites and unhappily now,
this song, until next next time, alas! thus sad.
Oh but these thrills and comforts that Nature gives,
which every hour she bestows, are, alas!

Till last year, little could reach those whom Nature
possessed by the book of science, but such
as she leaves behind for the end of time!

:: 03.16.2021 ::


ROADSIDE BILLBOARD SLOGANS (1940s-1960s)

TOASTER oven sandwich grin on the family corner market keeping all the secrets within your baby warehouse teach your kids about love. Take 30 percent off their soul and i like your mouth come on in; let life fill your pie hole-soul & don’t go bacon my heart
: i couldn’t if I fried! and you can’t drink all day if you don’t start in the morning! and T.Troup was a chemist i’ve been missing life reading-seeing soundbite lies; the first concentrated lies come from roadside billboards like-life riding in a Chevrolet.


THE thing what IS IT? a golden opportunity sale family fun!  shakes & funnel cakes ~~ beef jerky too! and Wall Drug sells coffee for 5 cents a time ago

“YOUR MESSAGE HERE”


for 300.00 a month

:: 07-05-2015 ::


TIME FELL BEFORE MY ACHING FEET

TIME fell before my aching feet:
that i know little is more than
most who think they know all;
i watched time squirm before
me as a puddle of water —
i saw her dress make sounds,
silent before a breeze toward
trees.
i wept as a dew against
moist violets, as nature does;
and saw time die before me.
her greatest hand was sharp
dampness of a violet leaf
that cut my heart within approaching
exasperated winter hunger.
today i met space who cried;
having lost his best friend
called time his tongue was pale
searching for dead bodies and
broken teeth.

:: 09.21.2020 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXX

MY part a half of whole
a thought a slice of more
that my life lived and soared
my part your half our one
an emotion that wave of ocean
that my dreams becomes Life
and as one what more
than one and whole?

:: 04-03-2014 ::
rev 07192020


SEXY. IMMORTAL AGE, FINE SKIN, WOMAN

–sexy–. immortal age, fine skin, woman.

your vast fields held a single gate,
the heart you seek when in mortal fear,

deftly in soft romance. You come. To me,
so sweet and cute and take what is mine.
Through my golden gate of stability —
my apple on a table you bite and eat.

No sin. No gain. Only pain.
eating all these words while hiding
within a tree is this nature-woman.

:: 06-05-2014 ::
rev: 07192020


THIS POET WROTE:

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 ::


BEYOND THE WHEN

we skip across the fence
beyond the WHEN
to Know what we are Doing
forgiving Light a Due
i cannot say this is truth
but suspect that light
whispers to the brain
after all is said & done.

:: 05.04.2020 ::