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As tall as the shortest lie
That in between dusk and cries
That something without a name
Keeps on twisting inside your brain
Like…
Where the pall bears sing
And the oceans applause in waves
It’s the age of losing reason
It’s the Rabbit out of its cage
Begging my non-departure outside
The walls of a stranger’s funeral
Could never eat the sacrifice
Could never feel the sprains
All that is clean can be seen
Stretching all the way from
The tip of your nose straight
On forward to an illusion gleamed
It’s the firm hand of destruction
The gems of all diluted eyes
By the size of Cadillacs and
Smoky lensed cataract-dopes
It’s like the Rabbit out of its cage
Chewing on the stick of philosophy
And drowning in the twists and turns
Of the greatest illusion of them all:
“L I F E”
Is its name
And it’s upon
Your back today.
:: 05-21-2017 ::
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When the wind has left your life
like empty sails forever drifting
a lost sense of savior
and the dirt knows just how
many tears have said,
“Just shut your eyes
batten down the hatches
and survive all the bad guys”
And bruised knees beg relief
oh soul the keen victim
for the black rose of love
just sing
just sing
just sing
JUST say!
Just say you’re slaying
all the phantom ghosts
that make you laugh
when you’ve lost your mind
for the love of a black rose.
:: 05-21-2017 ::
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a laughter sprung
out of Spring
measured by love
a burst-joy heart!
i dreamed //
i can not say
a Sparrow sang
but saw the trees
for the love
for the love of hearts
for the love of us!
…a laughter sprung!
:: 01-17-2015 ::
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jab /uh-ooh.eeh
so i’m dying dying lying like
i lied last night;like-like
n o w ~@ oweee
so i live like
i live life
so i live like
i loved life
so i l i e d!
so i i i died
i died for life
for death
for eternity~~~~~…
we are all born dead.
:: ~|~ ::
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1
TWO CURIOUS minds entwined with the mind of God; Einstein and Bohr. The debate was difficult and more tipsy from decades of argument their friendship soared
2
Determinism an evil force if to be believed by? Refutes all claims of an eternal spirit that decides external scapegoats lay blame says those without souls
3
And through the window of a prestigious institute a wildly white-haired man peered across the campus and noted a beautiful garden next door
4
It belonged to those who had lost their mind in ways similar to all those who — like him tried. The lunatic asylum could be his home if not more
5
Back to the blackboard with weapon in hand, the equation for his madness; unified field theory fleeing all sensible manner it hid as a wolf in his den
6
Not a weak heart so his bold heart worked and labored shredding chalk and sweating drops of intuition variables came and left as Mistresses in his mind
7
The gravity of this situation was to marry such forces his ill-born child, not just his own– cried in his arms papa Einstein fed his baby but would never put it to bed.
:: ~ ::
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And how like the slender breeze
she moves towards the sunlight
Drenching morning sweetness
from upon the limb of a tree;
“…a flitter-swaying like me!”
said the quizzical blue jay.
O! Adore the wilderness jewel
of black, yellow, and spots
of white; the Eastern Black
Swallowtail does surly excite!
The envy of the Kingdom Green
and the jealous sky rejoice
in bridal bliss-kissing life!
:: 05-02-2017 ::
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Through sorrow I followed the flames of rites
And casted aside all things that brought me love.
A broken horse, tin soldier, and mangled kite
Tattered bear and soft dove in white
And in the attic there use to be
A cradle that rocked in gentle breeze
Iron cast cars without their wheels
Paper thin butterflies & snowy trees
And dinner plates I used for meals too
The thing lost and most felt in heart
Was not the engine, tracks or robot man
Or little black plastic white-tipped shoes
But something that once brought me smiles
A mere hand puppet that seemed so real
Now I know with clear understanding
Regardless of the pain I feel from longing
That those gifts of youth were put to use
And have now been given to others belonging
Always the memories I’ll have and never lose
There’s always a fond thought for tomorrows
Especially when you remember yesterday’s things.
8/24/94
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at times such as here&
now confusion clears my
mind &the wet woodpecker
neverEver wipes it’s beak —
so why would i? In all the most
sincerity an appropriate
response to all ofWhatever
reGardingAlity is i say, “oops,.
it’s time to go completely
&utterly insane right here _x_
&Now.
:: 04-29-2017 ::
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