UPON my tongue since
before birth
a plastic taste;
silicon wafers at mass, a
god-head matrix
that every point intersects
the transparent soul
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ONE EYE WITH A WHEELCHAIR
Weird you were you so whisper betray
bring the fear again
bring we drown again
and all how the river is
so pretty dances so
we drink
we smoke
he’s the one of why
all of us drank drunk
you know what it means
oh yeah…
nature is a whore?
mature men are children
little feet run
and adults little
dead children
how this bottle sings
when it’s empty
saying’ don’t know what
i mean’ i am so sorry
i gave a $5 bill to someone
with one eye today in
a wheelchair on 1604
he has no legs
but runs away
i have two legs stay
it says i’m fake gold
i bury me inside a case
of twinkies hoping ghost
likes me so i’m so worn
and on and on i watch the
clock and my flesh decay
slower than my heart
an addiction of life
a miracle i breath
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MIDNIGHT SOLILOQUY
sweet fields of tender lies
so softly shining above me
a bird singing in a moonbeam
tears in eyes and dry lips
wishing while alone
i am so blue i see
others talk about god
but never my own – a pity
so sweet is He he says
‘leave all your worries
behind you’
a sweet soliloquy for
my heart and all tomorrows
:: 09-04-2015 ::
EXOGENESIS OF EROS
i saw the seen within you
the love when you realize
how it feels
the poem abstractly direct
and all fallen leaves which
maybe crumble beneath my
dreams analog ascension
exactly toward a beautiful
connection of spirit:
To taste with eyes
to kiss with tongue
because i am the descendant
of all love as you as us
as we as me as all
it is my heart that proclaims
all fiction a rhythm of wind
blowing a story of the beginning
and ending of all stories told
an exogenesis of Eros
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A PRISON CALLED MIND
IT won’t be long before they cut you down
you can run on for a long time until
they cut you down . . .
with all good & gracious news
have you ever heard the saddest story
in a prison — it’s the saddest story
languish in a dark cell
chunks of masonry fall
stealing any sleep you have
is a long-time never been
where dreams evaporate quietly
an easy place to blow up all
your problems and so easy to break
down inside of yourself
i am the halo around an angel
called My Sweetest Death
i am the core of all i know
i am that i am more
i am so happy with the Divine Presence
the source of all my rewards
have you ever heard the saddest story
in a prison — the saddest story
a prison called MIND
:: 09-04-2015 ::
S P I R I T U A L T E C H N O L O G Y
Indecision brings Grey skies
more than you swear
and if i see your vectored
love: the lines of possibility
fades away! washes away
miracles. Did you see the one
with a top hat? 1880? If this
is the ;moment of fractured time
wash way! walk away! ; love,
i will find you again.
2nd Genesis: vacuum victory
history //and this is emergency
of love! walk away \\time machine
and mind//a spiritual technology
surpassing life
:: 09-02-2015 ::
A TONGUE NOR FINGER FILLS THIS HOLE
it stops now without words
how i’m so low so high
the finest steak i ever had
burning mind across life
bbq smell the love
bbq so sad it died
like my family too
black sheep baa
wack cheap lies
i won’t cry i can’t complain
and somewhere i wonder
a little soul wandering
so cold confused wondering
what the hell I AM TRYING TO SAY
make it clear //not making sense
i say i love all of you NOTHING
SPECIAL when i’m done i go home
and what should i do? ;wept
a river under the bridge
where i live // won’t complain
i’m on a plan leaving you
i won’t complain!
:: 09-02-2015 ::
GOD AND A GAY BARBER IN MY BACKSEAT
GOD AND A GAY BARBER IN MY BACKSEAT
i hate how i smell so animal
and how my heart feels
so much like god in a salon
talking about how HIS candles smell
‘i found god’ says the queer lonely
shaved head — snicker bars
wine and sticks burning yeah
party oh yeah — in his head
purple happy skies hanging horizon
speak to my thumb striking butane
lighter roaring down I-35 and i
saw god in the rear view mirror
screaming: i’m so lonely (and
queer lonely shaved head said,’i’m
so horny for redemption come to me’
)
and God found Love inside a car
yeah, yeah, yeah YEAH!
i’m so crazy so shave my head
i’m not sad too insane and maybe
sane but i’m horny
FIND ME GOD i want a friend
FIND ME GOD i want love too!
like my friend in the backseat
making cosmic love with his
best friend || i love him
i love HIM I miss you Miss HIM
and I’m never coming back
And my barber is so happy
that he met his Lover and God
blessed his heart yeah yea yeah
:: 09-02-2015 ::
ALPHABET LESSON
HAVE you seen a ‘v’
(SOUNDS SO BEAUTIFUL)
hop across a ‘t’
or even ‘y’ inside
a ‘d’
it’s all inside of me
alphabet needs
something in the way
language eats at me
in a deep dark well
of my mostly nights
i kissed ‘m’ and ‘e’
all of me
cried feeling how i
am SO “m” “T”
something in the way
yeah…something in
a way how words touch
all i hide away from
me ||||||||oh!
:: 09-02-2015 ::
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