HOw i am floating because
perceptions are flying: it
turns me On because Life
\it is round/ because all
things blow my mind :
and how i love
and love is new
and love is you
because the world
is round it makes me cry/
and how i can let it be
seeing broken hearted people
agree : we let it be oh yeah
we let it be.
Upon Whispering Wisdom Winds.
:: 01.29.2023 ::
I mean yes
you mean no
i say Stop!
you say oh!
Hello hello
You said goodbye
i said i don’t know
why you said goodbye
but i say hello
why why why why
did you say goodbye?
when I say hello?
:: 01.29.2023 ::
inspired by the Beatles
Spent my day with the woman of my heart
we went to the beach and watched waves
and smoked our stuff and drank our wine
we decided to make a new start
she stole my head and heart
so we did oh yeah start a new Life
i went to live upon the precipice of Hope
and she found a Mountain where the children
of Love and the Sun began to rise \seems
she took a dive and had no rhyme to demise
i shed tears and moved along / someone once
told me there’s a girl out there with
love inside here eyes )so i flew there(
arriving i stood up and found my feet
sinking — took a punch to my nose
from a ghost, i think i need to find that
Queen
Oh, save me! I’m dancing within the dance hall
of my Skull / oh lovely!\ such a Strong Soul —
but can you live upon the surface of Mars?
No, you’ll never know as he’ll never go
on a show (Earth or Mars)__ .
:: 01.29.2023 ::
then shall i live
and love unknown
if i can stop one
heart from breaking
always dying
inside my mind
a dilapidated estate
of broken prose
dwelling within
impossibility.
:: 0.27.2023 ::
My bruised face
twice cried
—inside weight
: as though
life unveiled
a third fate
inevitability
i sat to ate
this evening
dinner so late.
:: 01.27.2023 ::
My bruised face
twice cried
—inside weight
: as though
life unveiled
a third fate
inevitability
i sat to ate
this evening
dinner so late.
:: 01.27.2023 ::
BE quiet stay still let me remember you
and watch you change
into a soul I never knew
and so INSANE
never knowing you
like you never had a heart
i’m a fool and I see you
all your darkness
i took home
and made our bed
like a devil I never knew
until now
it’s like you never
had a face or heart
to feel so alive
and I wasted love
a chrysalis torn –> butterfly
you’ll never touch I’m born and fly
so far away from you!
:: 05-16-2015 ::
Your femur tickles me
in your grave |
my tongue trips me
the Moon ate a piece
of your future generation |
and at times in the future
it Ate ME.
~~~electricity never dies
(my BEautiful shiny Mind /
she haunts me in the coral reefs
of forgotten loves from the past
: just stand up and live your life.
:: 01.27.2023 :
Tonight it’s wet with tears
how funny they could be from
laughter.
How i wish i was a spoon
so smooth and clean for
the heart’s mouth
oh shut up telescope!
we have a smarter One
so small it’s getting stronger.
. pulling back. /Whatever
you’re looking for it’s not
around here\ The dirt jumped up
and danced singing, “he’s not
around here anymore.”
Said the Id, “I wonder which way
to go?”
Said Ego: I dear, wish I hadn’t
cried so much
I won’t feel you anymore ; time has
moved forward and you’ve reversed.
Fair. Now let’s save your civilization.
of whatwere and have been never-been.
:: 01.18.2023 ::
deep Blue Skies you were living hell
living your ghost living in a place
where we lost All Things
and whatever you say is alright
_______silence is never Heaven
silence is dead. Deconstructing
waves and turning off the cables
of energy _____is always good and
right: SILENCE is never the Way
so let’s talk about it /Heaven is
on the way ; Heaven is One it’s Way:
a stranger in this Town
is waiting too
nature has spoken — a first bird
braced for morning fresh from another
world, dear…sweet new feelings from
the dew formed upon that first branch
of life and uniqueness /we’re the same
one\ Mine is the One whose heart beats
bringing up God’s Creation across believers
and children who like the first morning
shout in praise for light and for mornings
so fresh for the World.
:: 01.17.2023 ::
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