what of it

this merry go round
returned to the source
dizzied
a spectacle to be viewed
i have seen this
if only the nasea would pass
the blur fading with stillness
the melody calls
the return seeming inevitable
the ride amazing
glittering shine and frill
the steady and silent harms
head aching
i barter another ticket

whirlpool

I’m silent things to say hard to define
I’m alone, things to define so hard to say
I’m quiet left in thought
Desperate for an answer
I’m asleep desperate from thought
Left so unanswered
I’m confused, I need this, hold me near!
I’m silent, I’m far to near…. needless
So hard, no definition
An answer, a dream

vocal lessons

How many ways, how many days
Time moves on but so much stays
The nimble mind plotting its own worth
The subtle election of its choicest girth
Retracting, refracting, inverting itself
Redistributing the known in subliminal stealth
Confusing its purpose to points unkempt
Renegotiating wisdom better handled when bent
The purity of purpose seen without scope
The recollection of old redelivered to hope
The cardinal cause the increase of want
The sorrow well known in the things that haunt
Handle it- one jump towards the hole
Coping mechanisms anchored to word control
The dealings emit a sense of discretion
While the answers deliver complete incorrection
Stand solid in choice without choosing too much
Land is afoot don’t overextend the touch
Will to choose disavows itself in extension
Wisdom offers itself in each intention
Engage yourself in you without end
Removal of purpose follows the trend
Each moment running through eternity
Opportunity ending in the search for security
All you are is what you commit to honor
The endless expansion revolts the donor
Choice means choosing out of the mass
Decisions made and stood by tend to last
Honor the moment by staking a claim
There is more to choosing yourself then your name

visual aides

Triumph in the eye of trauma
Truth in the heart of drama
Beauty in the face of danger
Understanding of our neighbor
Relationships ripe with inspiration
Dreams from the insomniac nation

ventures

The broken parts seem to fade
As the nimble frame works to compensate for the loss
Yet how can a heart be healed?
Is memory merely a device to render pain patient?
I pray it does not cause ignorance to fall prey again!
Yet in weakness I discovered new strength
The less limber becoming burly
The less plausible becoming possible
But why does it hurt so much to breath without her?

vapid

Release me!
The grasp tightens
Options diminished
Life cycle in high gear
Counter clockwise my dreams
Clockwise my hopes
Ticking my time away
Sometimes so fast
Others far to slow
Let go of my goals
Free my soul
To barter with I have nothing
A few drops of tears on my cheeks
Technology is oh so swift
Decimating, creating, hating
My life an abyss
Masturbating, permeating, evaluating
Slow the cycle?
Or just so long to travel?

upon a time

Missing you, sometimes to tears
Remembering our golden years
Forgetting when things weren’t right
Loving you alone at night
Thinking how lucky I was
Longing for a reminding hug
Praying you dream of me
Holding you eternally

who's driving this thing?

I see myself as a mirror a wall
A tall man short, a big man small
I look as water in a tirade
I feel as young as old age
I cry with joy when tears are ice
I laugh in glee as if a vice
The oxymoronical metamorphosis of me
The perceivably perplexing incongruity
The residual revampment of my heart
The continuous contraception of its start

youth

A shifting wind, a cyclones course
A fathomless existence with an unknown source
A forgotten dream and a silent call
A heroless earth in the endless fall

trying

Welling up inside this rising tide
The past that never died
Why this remembering
Again and again and again
When will it be over…. when!!!
Fantastical memories of love
Covered in blood
Why must I confront this flood?
The angers gone
Or am I wrong?
How can this pain last so long?
I know trust is broken
Fate has spoken
All the beauty love held
Stolen
I love in remembrance as if in a trance
Far to frightened to return a glance
I speak of evil with no chance for retrieval
Held between teeth clenched resentful
Why this lie
Forcing me to live without “I”
Laying down each night to a nightmarish lullaby
Effecting me with pangs of jealousy
This fruitless mess called society
I push forward always on my guard
Confronting the mirrors that stare so hard
Dear god release I pray
Endless day
Cleanse the past clear away
I feel so certain to draw this curtain
Though each attempt leaves me smitten
Let it be said
Lye with the dead
The Unknown Soldier inside my head
Pass over this man
Be gone if you can
Take away my crutch so that I might stand
Leave not a doubt
Nor the faintest shout
Bury this down with no way out
Burn this heart pull the arteries apart
Before I find this self
Back at the start
Murder me quick but don’t let me slip
Into its clawed and clenching grip
Love is no longer
Anger is stronger
Finish me off draw out the dagger

trifles

Do it!!… If you wish
What can meager man do?
Can I help! I think not
Washed clean…. Dreams of hope
Trodden through the gate
Trojans all!!
Not warriors in any staggering sense
Menial man
Stained to stink
Deepened with wretch
So damn average
Just human
What better do you do!?
Are you betterman?
Man the same!
Helpless in vastness
Stolen or replaced
Token or trophy
Now…
What dreams with eyes opened?
Trifling mortals
And I contest the wind
Battle me but falter
By what right!!
Am I not correct?
Is this not my nature?
Mind alone is not man
Mind alone is no thing
Yet we are all things
Beasts who waver
Tongues, which drool
Slovenly perhaps
What was the hope?
Stop the thought
End the will
Make me animal complete!
Stop the herding
Complete the crop
Sacrifice the bull
Return us to the hole
The mind erodes the comfort

tough crowd

People say that time moves on
Leading us to things unknown
I can’t see beyond this state
An agitation that’s only grown
Call it stuck, I call it stale
Recollections of my sometime
It all tastes of salty seas
One foot on a pressure mine
The future looks, the past stares
These moments all reflect
From mirror to mirror
This appearance represents neglect
Birth to death, a blink of light
Time remains flashing at twelve
I wish the gears would grip
Over-lubricated I see my selves
Drowned in remorse to live
As a turtle that can’t reach air
Most agree the past creates the now
To me somehow it’s not so fair

touched

Silent yet so loud
Her smile always sounds

todays

Two days and three nights
These wrongs feel so right
Deep dreams, silent sleep
The day’s rewards reaped
A lengthy stay for one who travels
An impossibility for worthless drabble
Not for us we lucky two
One weekends work to get us through
One bed fits so many desires
Yet we who love are but liars
This wonderful life is so easily won
Two days and three nights to spend as one

to Be..... continued

The desperate quest yields no harvest
Trying quite hard to put forth the best
Still so unresolved after all the attempts
It hardly seems to make much sense
Until we establish the goal of this hunt
And realize what was, wasn’t what we want

throaty

So much beauty and I am alone
So needy to find love for someone
So hungry after the years of thirst
So ready for some kind of rebirth
So tired, so weary
So worn down and dreary
So what!!!!!

the weirding way

A witch’s brew
Minds, mixing and molding
Ideas, illusions, indecisions frolic inside
The pot is infamous for its concoctions
Foul even deadly
A gravy for government
A sip for Satan
A little taste of life

the In doctrine nation

We all strive for that completion
The foundation of all emptiness
Release driven deep
Pressed hard
Laminated truth now our Q-card for satisfaction
That angry kempt up sword
Now solidified with stubborn standards
The bare lamentations on the flesh
The iron red and ready
For the explosion of reality

the deviltry of society

I wake up each day in question
I walk steadily in reflection
Who am I?
I dream of contentment
Outrunning resentment
What am I?
I long for love with security
I live life in eternity
How can I?
I look for goodness in it all
I strive for things I never saw
Why would I?
I lie alone by choice
Against the world I raise my voice
For what?

the death begins

A thought wandering, as vivid as color
Tangled webs now swept aside
Eyes wide with the beauty of the concept
The dream fades to perfect bliss
And the idea becomes the idea..ls
Goals and needs… exploited
A child is born and so death begins

the animal

Rabbit hop home to me
You taste so sweetly
Bunny come close for it won’t hurt
Carrot be my new dessert
A death embrace
A fuzzy taste
Another idea quite poorly based

testing testing

Pieces placed in improper pose
Love and lust now overexposed
Lines seem mixed together and jaded
While truth and faith seem chemically faded
The solution is stale, the light far to bright
The dark room of love in full moon light

terror soul

Don’t notice me when I cry tonight
Hiding in the darkest cracks from sight
Facing the cold with no firelight
Draw me like water in the pool of cess
Rotting and bloated from excess of stress
Hiding behind a shadow of death
I long in sleep for the succession of breath
Dreaming in haste for the end of unrest
When it comes to handle me harshly to hell
To loosen my flesh from its mortal shell
Lending me weight to struggle to my cell
Cast your eyes to the face of the sky
Forget this moment in the objects that fly
Turn back to the love of all lies
The internal gloat and the malady of self
The perversions of flesh and the consumption of wealth
Die as I in the quiet of stealth

taxi?!!

I found myself locked between two doors
My entrance is all that I know for sure
The carved wood seems somehow familiar
Although the surface seldom betrays the killer
Neither note within nor sign without
Which one did I enter and which way is out?
So many choices now reduced to two
The quasi surreal turned totally true
The reduction of all that happens to nothing
Back into the focus of things forgotten
All choosing matters regardless of focus
The decisions occur if only unconscious
The patterns we set engage our intentions
Our failing to notice leaves without mention
The places we find ourselves when we notice
Were known all along beneath the surface

surmise!!!

Choice
So much a centerpiece
A hinge that swings doors
The value outside the options
Resulting in what is opened
To choose affects the will
To be able to choose
Regards the direction
This force propelling
Leads nowhere
The source
It’s feeding
Decides the worth
Endless choosing may never lead
To knowledge
Knowledge has no worth
Without wisdom
Wisdom is a principle of worth
Worth as a center of loving care
A societal concern
Love need be chosen
Love representative of considered care
Not a blanket statement admitting all choices
Choices have effects and defects
Love refers to proper action
Proper choice
Proper refers to considered results
Results that add to loving care
Not remove
Non-sexual always
Political never
Politics reduces all concerns
To sound bites
Sound bites reduce all things
To empty
The issue is of considered caring
Love as a benefit to others
Fostered
Above and beyond
Not over and above
Not personal satisfaction
Human interaction
Not separating and selfish
Love is caring action
Wisely considered
Outside projected instantaneous fostered beliefs
The American institution
God based uniting

stuffed/full

Life flows as if it were blood
Pumped full
And spread out thin
A vast circulatory system
Always returned and recycled
The centerpiece of all the attributes
If emptied slightly
The whole endures
If infected, now disturbed
A small constant
Effacing all corridors
A puddling and polluting influence
Whirl pooling its way
From top to total
The clear view of the dry depths
A foreshadowing of the spiral

storage

Valued shoppers with rotten milk
Values ground to soil and silt
Time honored truths
The batteries dead
Enter the solar powered truths of tech heads
Speed to the wall
The future calls
It’s not the truth that matters
Only the size of the balls

steadfast

How years go by in misery
Betrayed to the light
From night to day delivering
Truth however slight
Creaking to the new day
Heated by the sun
Rise from wasting away
The crypt keepers come
Blinded…don’t fear the release
Sight returns
Wrapped in the banner of peace
Repel the burns
Secure the door behind in faith
To the nevermore
From dark dreams awake
Into safest harbor
When vision returns accept it
All will be new
Life and death are reflected
In our everyday view

somehow forgettable

I am thinking of you
This conundrum unstrung
A laughing heart purged by mind
With no dismay
Just regard for a contender
The elevation of jibbing to quibbling
Tongues smooth as chocolate soufflé
Dancing on gusts of pure oxygen
Feeling light-headed for the occasion
Eyes wandering
Held only by the others glances
Expressions from circus to serious
Embracing from a distance
Under the mirrorball
Light, heavy with visions
And notions
This touching sparks frictioned flames
Heated enough to calm the cool
Nothing known or unknown
Simply rediscovered
A view of beauty beyond the microscopic
Pristine patterns
Featuring flows of breath and depth
You are all this in certainty
I am onto you in your beauty
Kiss me tonight on soft lips
So that I may know your touch

skimming

Slapped senseless like a deer in rut
Unbeknownst of my true goal
Anything to do, I must do
So hard this coarse world
This pillar we stand tall under
Barring ourselves from escape
By endorsing our façade
As a life run wild with pride
A pride of silent love
An envy of every one with ideals and morals
A vulgar yawn of stench and misery is left behind
By years of uncaring for body parts
Left rotted in the infinite plane of the soul

sincerely

When we spend time, life takes meaning
I cannot recall better times with sweeter taste
I see myself in your space laughing always
It was only a few days
Together talking and even less
Holding you… but it was too much
Too much because I think how great you are
Making me feel welcome
You are whom I enjoy
Funny with swift wit
Tender and strong enough
Without me
It’s late, I know
And letters are words not actions
But I miss talking with you
Your character directs me
To see you more as a woman
Less as an object of want
Fun and free
Honest in your speech
About who and what you feel
It’s wholesome
In a groovy way

simple/division

The failures of the system
Are the flaws of human
The brightest of creatures
Can ruin the simplest plan

side door

Dreamily awaiting the silent skies return
While patiently contemplating why my visions blurred
Hoping for the answers to all that I have seen
While fully understanding that my chances are so slim
What can I lose when its said and gone
The dreamy time I choose is how I get along

shock therapy

Who am I?
Sometimes I try to recall
Averting my weak will from its desperate immolation
Betraying my bold boyish brash and opening the source of introduction
My soul
So alone, as darkness to blindness
As ignorance to love
The pity I feel for myself… tasteless bitterness
My energy against gravity
Allowing the momentum of one foot fall to the next
Dry, the rainless puddle of my desire
Barren as a sad thought on a blissful day
Somewhere in between love and longing, I slumber
Sleeping, the duty of the numb
If only I cloud burn, feel the surge of sense rush my barricades
Scorch my chilled motor
Sweat out the bloodless thumper, frostbitten and stilled in time
The racing flush of heated breath
Oh! To flavor the nostrils with scent!
Non-sense!!!
It is my hearse…. Early to grave, never to rise
Empty inside where nothing hides
Where am I?
Memories branding my frosted form
Extending joy buzzers to jump-start my flat line
Can I help how my circuits sizzle?
Eroding into a unity of static clottage
Coagulating constantly… to less
Draining into thick
The pit is I
How can I climb out?!!!

share me

I feel a bit alone with you
I want to feel your side
I like the way your body moves
It’s fluid gentle glide
You draw me in to close to dare
I stand away and hide
I want to live in your stare
And to you not be denied
So find the hand I hold to touch
Take it in your own
Feel its flowing vibrant clutch
Have your feelings shown
Embrace me now in steely sleep
Lay me on the air
Let’s place our heads cheek to cheek
And alleviate all care
Gravitating slowly on the elevator down
We’ll ride to dust together
In one another…resound!

see-man

Alone with love
Can it be so real?
Not a lonely man but a man who feels!
Stop the heart that beats so heavy
Pounding my ribs as if to escape me
The yearning for wonder inside this body
Exploring its self to uncover the godly
I love strong, outside of being
Yet this mortal flesh is all that they’re seeing
I’m more than this, so many me’s
Explore my depths and my boundless seas

save the nickel!!

A simple element stamped upon the periodic table
Blasted from quiet bliss
Raped and burned
To sustain, the once leashed government
Forgotten!
It’s extreme enmity rages… silently
As if gods we erode its past
Mold its future
Twins, triplets.. They all are identical
Sickeningly equal, without distinction
Peace and solitude
It’s once serene and sublime past
Now an eternal hell
Raised as a rare creation
Reduced to a pawn
In the rancid festering flesh of society
Nothing is ever consoling in this fated fallacy of life
Nothing!!!
I too hold the strife of this element
Jingling in a denim pit

RUN!!

Lying alone naked in my mind
Empty soul lost in time
Fire streams through dreamy still
Engulfing life in encapsulated pills

rolling away

A tear drawn from thoughtless dust
Sweet and sin like in its softness
So silent and peaceful
A translucent existence
Never expected
Nervous hands
Swiping saturated flesh and insoluble thought
Love
…Blink!

restoration dichotomy

I picture you now with a negative
A reversal of color and direction
The original lost in scurrying forward
A sentiment reduced to recollection
The search uncovers hope
But spreads longing
Memory insufficient to maintain the grasp
The photo finished ahead of its worth
The negative once ignored facing rebirth

response able

Lying naked covered in shame
The chill well brushed aside
Now trying endlessly in vain
To establish herself in her pride
The emotional faucet broken at source
Now spilling karma of certain recourse
What person with wisdom aligned
Endeavors selfishly when selfishness they’ll find?
Clarity in conscience with total lack of love
Was the cause of her hurt
When push came to shove

reason for change... anybody?

When nothing works why do we bother?
Look at me in my underwear with a dying pen
Pointlessly we both exist
The pen at least with a purpose
Alone as always I possess a solemn look
Resolute that life is a failing institute
I always ramble
Hard to find something worthy of thought
I feel worthless
Handouts anyone and I don’t want change
Just a few reasons
Almost the A.M. and I’m still ticking
Language is too much a barrier
I can’t even spell the words
I love
Just like every word I write
Nothing I possess do I truly own
Accept my babblings and my breath

premature

Tire irons and car jax
Leather gloves and running backs
Cuffs and chains
Horses and reigns
Heartaches and bloodstains
The cookie jars
Of stolen cars
Boy meets world
Within iron bars

platonic plates shifting

The soul lies bleeding, deeply rote
With love scarred, beaten, sold and bought
Lonely in life perhaps better to deny
The heart breaks less when left in a lie
The present to the future is gift wrapped tight
The passing of the present apparent delight
The Trojan whores sneak out to destroy
Uncovering the bodies of loveless boys

overgrowth

Devils bones on ash covered mounds
Silent screams to gods ivory horns
Fastened harshly to Christ’s whipping post
Hotter than the hell they know as home
Lost in a forest of petrified trees
As the cold bites at your axe wielding hand

out sourcing

One in many
Signifying nothing
Recognized merely as another
A transubstantiation of truth
Reflecting rectification
Without consent
Hybrids
Marginalizing the master gene
The reject
The replaced
Without respect
Displaced
The icon rendezvous with the architect
Into the hall of mirrors

onto something

This life envelops from all sides
Hearts compress within its drive
Truth squeezed bursts out its seams
Lies crawl in the spaces between
Hopes drift with the pressures blow
Thoughts shift from things of the know
Belief becomes a blanket of wool
Quickly shed with the tensions pull
Desires comfort with swift effect
Thought overcome by the will to forget
Conditioning hardens the pythons grip
Wisdom is left with nowhere to slip
Residing in self cut off from its source
Clenched within doubt held without recourse
Life envelops from all sides
Egos of children along for the ride
Deciding the minds of those who neglect
The importance of showing the proper respect
The wizened heads of men of state
The pioneers that smashed through the gate
Unleashing their will as dogs in heat
Jumping on the chance for a fresh piece of meat
Barking the call that starts the gears
Rushing to hold back the truth of our fears
The wagging of tails calming our minds
While love for itself, once seen as divine
Gets crushed by the desires that bind

om-impotent

I am angry with myself
A youth
A mere boy in the valley of men
A silent majority
A time to realize is upon me
A day to really wake up
To taste my own snow
To work to a higher ideal
I feel my youth, being
A young and spellbound society
A controlled sperm
Nabbed tail first and spaced
Facing the resilient gravestone
Born dead
Left in a body bag
With billions of hopeless murders and pregnant wives
The time of denial passed
I know too much to be allowed to die
Grasping god’s hand I beg

null void

Thoughts vacant yet possessive
Dominating my vacuum
A full bag dumped like spoiled milk
Dust whirled by the slightest breeze
Leaping towards everything
Yet never clinging to one specific
Some items more wet to the taste
Steal more of the dust
though the rain washes it all away
Only to wait for the dry season
Where the vacuum clicks on again

not i

It is not I that knows
I favor myself a fool in confidence
Long years timed and ticked together
Heard words delivered just concerns
Rampant certainties
Rummaged bought, some sold
Distant lines touching to the earlier
Tailed now,
Delivered self-certain to the who
The once that was
That seems to is
Mirror ball telling the future thru history
It is not I that knows
No longer
No shorter than my now
I delve hypnotized
Living the detail
Focused dilation
Consumed intent
Now famished
Extinguishing light starved time
Present standing
Presenting the singular moment

nesting

The loner marks his perch with blunt boldness
Serene in demeanor though explosive
The boiling point released!
One faded light to blackness
A darkness now regal in strength
Paramount to quiet prestige
Vivid signs erasing the opaque contours of tradition
Time cannibalizes in the struggle
To remember what we never wanted to know
For ignorance is valued
When innocence is attained

my self aware

I haven’t made much time for money
Haven’t made much more for food
But I have lived a lifetime
In the moment and the mood
Can’t say the efforts better
Won’t say that the feelings fresh
The truth is much different
I am merely bone and flesh
Take me out of mind
Take me away from you
I can only be myself
And your thoughts ain’t always true
Don’t pick me up from the ground
Stop reaching out your hand
I am only resting my soul
If I need to I can stand
Walk away walk away
Your steps can lead me on
I’ll keep you in my eyes
Till their blinded by the sun

my love explained

My love of time
Make my heart stop its rapid beat
My love of life
Let me live for her love to gain
My love of joy
Save my eyes if only for her smile
My love of sin
Keep me pure for her tender touch
My love of nature
Let your features carry her splendor
My love of poetry
May my love help me find yours
My love of Kathy
Make the world a heaven

modernized

When I was then
I had no now
It all just is’ed
And ended
Years to days
The energy
Solid steel beams
Drawn by the magnetism of ignorance
Intellect the gas
Will holding the flame
My life the ceteline torch
Struggling with sparks of hope
Betraying this carcassed skyscraper
Too tall in tale
Too hollow in hope
Unprotected from the winds
Subconscious weathering
Growth
The last beam I had dreamt to enlist
Now warped and rough to risk
Riveted to my structure
This swaying
This bedraggled lark of a home
Few windows
Doors scattered like chaotic summer showers
Standing

me dom

To do what’s right
Every man woman and criminal
They all strive to do what’s right
Never can the mind be understood
And sad death and tears will sprout
Misunderstood and misjudged
I fear not
I know the place where it resides
The space between heart and soul
The feeling!
So we live and laws reign
A wise choice
For justice is corrective
To do what’s right
Don’t we all try?

longgging

I sometimes wonder what I expect
Dreaming of bliss and the ensuing rapture
Longing for life to lick my face
Confirming my worth without words
An effortless entry into ecstasy
My mind drawing upon its age-old myths
Remembering the fantastic as if it were typical
Unable to rationalize this world’s rationale
Praying that what the heart and soul loves…is

grinds

I am a blender on high
Grinding my teeth to dust
The recipe lies unnecessarily
The mix is all there is
Everything thrown everywhere
Spilling, foaming, spraying
The color of grey
With the taste of white
Bartender to the unconscious
Aware of the complete lack

leaps and bounds

The chipped and eroded congress
The parched and abandoned people
The reigns released
The foul tasting injustice
Reeking of the future
Technologically and systematically eating away the past
Paving the way with good intentions
As OLD sayings go

keeping current

The gentle roll of the sea on the soul
The wave may grow so keep in tow
Follow the current to find your flow
Remember as it breaks to release the sorrow
For as one wave folds another shall grow

kathy

Hair as lovely as a rose in bloom
Eyes as beautiful as the rising moon
Cheeks white as new fallen snow
A smile touching as the winds slightest blow
I dream of you in nights sweet caress
Offer for you my evenings bless
Cry tears of undaunting care
That I might give my life to share
In happiness by your side
Together in love we will abide

intimately

Fulfill me with your tender care
Engage my heart in longings stare
Delve down inside my soul
Re-discover the bond that makes us whole
A beautiful trust envelops our minds
Endearing us both to something sublime
I envy you for all that you are
I’m jealous of me that I can’t give you more
Hold my hand and we can run again
Bring me close and I’ll help you stand
The glory of you involves my self
Together rich not in gold but with wealth
I love you today and the tomorrows that come
Two hearts beat stronger when together as one

in tense

I’m a little pissed off with the world
It’s empty face pock holed and reaching
Worse than any beggar or borrower
A waste to know when one cannot!
What are the expectations of the billions who will live?
Will die alone and uncared for
Their money rotting in denim pits
Colliding with stacks of cards from stacks of cards
Are we all so written and so defined in engraved detail and splendid color?
I cannot even begin to recognize any one of these things as human
Wandering beasts of prey and always so damn hungry
Yet constantly consuming
Like coal trains errant and out of use
They clog the air with their coughing
Am I broken-like inside and out?
Or just enslaved in freedom?
Where are my beliefs in this shit hole of choices?
The time machine of truth running awkwardly
In and out of empty
The lie is my faceless friend who holds my hand
To dance it all away
I don’t want to swing and spin
I understand the beat only too well
It is the song of the sirens and it has no melody
But foot stomping
The circle of people closing in
Pushing their friendship on me
As if I could doubt their truth
What peer is this that equates to all things so effectively?
With the same innocence as birth
My womb is bleeding!
The effort to hold on to this child
To allow it one more day of real
The middle is crooked and the slant hurts my eyes
I can’t seem to adjust to the pressure of the angles
Walking onward only draws them nearer
And my mind has little room left for violence
How can it all be so all right when I a reasoned man
Can find no reason to reason
I can’t stand to be insane when I feel so well defined
Where is my choice to be?
Where is my hopeful?
Filthy dirty just by nearness
And it don’t clean with tide
The waves work their mania
As all good statistics of the machine
I guess I’m figured out
My secrets are dear abbeys and sold for sex
The violence on the rise of which I cannot understand
How can we fight ourselves when we accepted the courtship of the fair miss mediocre?
I give no such struggle
Hugging myself to breathlessness
While silent vigils of resentment exhale from my escaped self
The blind lead with the consent of the ignorant
Into the flame of change
Under the eye of instincts
Mans first and last and middle and eternal
Constant circle of regrettable self-sucking lust
Each mans a woman and all things to each other
And one and the same and shut your mouth!!
Where am I in this!!!!!!?
I gave in
I quit
And yet its still here
It won’t go
Quit me mind!!!!!!!!

i am i

I am conscious of being who I am
I am conscious of doing what I can
I am aware of the senses that make me feel
I am aware of myself making me real
I am told of notions outside of my self
I am told of discoveries that benefit health
I am subjective in thoughts and emotions
I am the object of others commotions

hush

Speech is the hardest form of sharing
Languages die or live on chance
Some hold beauty or strength
None hold truth
Yes or no are all that are required
Words offer only grey
A chance to stretch the simple
Exaggerate
Exploit
Not enjoy
Eyes see details
Words try to mesh people
Crushing much to much less
More to cover up
More to confuse
Empty shelled
Hollowed
Sifted
Slight of hand
And innuendo
Listen
Listen well

how cliche'

I’m greeted each morning with absurd looks
Pretending no care I avert my eyes to my books
I wonder why I’m called strange
Am I so different or so deranged?
“ Be yourself” a saying well know
I stare about me for individuals
Am I alone?
I don’t understand why they need such attention
My simple mind cannot make the connection
I see right through their hollow eyes
Empty of truth yet so full of lies
My thoughts aren’t of jealousy
For I feel none
I’m just thinking to myself
“Why am I shunned?”
The sun shines bright and free in the air
It never views the stars
I doubt it cares
The stars all look alike
Though I don’t know why
Foolish world forever goodbye

hosed

A dirty hand
Stained and stagnant
Worthless and handicapped by choice
Painful to the senses
And to the mind
Wouldn’t you flood it?

horizons

Tired of sleep I find myself dreaming
Wrapped in peace and joyous rebirth
A double-sided diamond flawed and fantastic
Reflecting…an image of a collage
Ephemeral
A static ecstasy zapping friction
Poignant to a point of perfection
Like the beauty of cruelty on a blissful day
Lightly taken with sugar on the tongue
Too fulfilled to feel the emptiness
A trophy reminder of the real victory
Shattered for the joy stored within
The casing of the shell falls short
While the powerful truth speeds away
Why do I lie awake only wanting sleep?
Make mistakes seeking perfection?
Cry when life seems so wonderful?
Dream of dying when I fear the unknown?
Lie to myself when I’m the only one I can trust?

hop, skip, jump

Who can stand the patient man
When the crowd rushes past?
He takes his time moving on
Though the current runs fast
In all the hustle which he avoids
You can notice a sense of need
While on that man whose patience holds
There’s to much air to breath
No signs of stress reflected
In that casual gliding step
While every other person seems
To be running out of pep
So what is the method
Employed by such a man?
It is nothing but a subtle case of
“I don’t give a damn!”

here me!!!

A candlelight seduction
Pupils dilated to orbs
Now yummed and pleased
Enjoying the violation resurrection
Absorption and retention
Feathered together
Knit fitting and enticed
Arms deep, refreshed
The bondage offering lent
This regeneration mantra
Pulsed electric and shocking
Attention certified beyond absorption
The starlight streaks shining
The felt breathed intimate

heady waters

What can be said to the tide?
It will crash undeterred
Can I be the boat?
Coasting with the course
Does not the wave face its master?
Conquered by mans genius
Felt and delved, uncovered
The human of this nature
A root, a seed, the continuation
Surpassing nothing… adjusting
I know the moon…. In here!
It is crest and trough
Our love can be no less
Let us follow the wind!!

hard looks

Analyze my demise
And find a lack of surprise
For what lies behind the eyes
Are the choices of our lives

gentile

To be wise it would seem
That one needs to know
When to defend oneself
Or to fire a blow
It’s not wise however
To raise a hand
In sight of the blindness
Of everyday man
To smite a blow
To wizen the fool
Adds one more of kind
Back into the pool

feeling thoughts

What magic is this?
Infused with…
My blood pulls from within
The power of love
Discipline of course and flow
Pride
For faith in self
All galloping in stride

enough?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In between books
Unbinded
The story seemingly running onnnnn
The plot so nearly extinct
Who call this “novel?”
The watermarked pages hardly print worthy
Passages…
Like paraphrasing
Quote
End quote
Parentheses!!!
Reiterating everyone always!
Pure thought?
Purely speculative
A phenomenon-----} DONE
Every composition
A compilation
Contraception
A stink tank
The blenders overheated
The words… simple letters
The mind completely souled out
The idea! The idea!!!>>

fairy wails

Vacationing again
Alienated from the world
In my world
Condemned by years of dissolve
Detergent days filthy with bleach
Excess fun with extra foam
Damn near perfect cycle
Twirling to a dizzying stagnation
Not stench but stale
A quick draw with a dull wit
To unattached to be together
What Freudian Pavlovianness is forthcoming to this conclusion?
Why continue on this cycle?
The deadhead Peruvian dance
To the beginning!?
If it all foreshadows Peter Pan
Then shed a little light on my darkness
Where my outside hides

enlarger

Flavor me with swelled scents
Collages of beauty so effervescent
Clogging my mind in a dreamy daze
Combining my nights with the sights of days

face this!

I try to run
To be alone
Rushing from my wound
As I start
I turn to stone
Living in false bloom

embraced

Fondling the inner child
I find the molestation of its mission
The groping tendrils of tasteless touch
The slobbering suckle of remembrance
The violation of its private affairs
The divorce of the light
By the actions of the night

dessert? desert

Ohh!!! Strange fate
To realize so late
The love of you so penetrates
What once was good
Could now be great
How to eat from this empty plate?

exposure

The light may blind
As darkness did find
Returning its head to its behind

dealt with...

Two days to deal
Can’t stand the wait
Hoping to steal from the hand of fate
To open the door
Enter the passage to the real
Escaping the bore to truth unconcealed

excel or rate?

Megaphones prepped with focused motion
No surly thought or unconscious emotion
Detailed stages and complex notions
As we attempt the feat of gaining promotion

confront me

Joy
Life’s aphrodisiac
Sedative by no means
Luxurious in its richness
Shallow in its wealth
Enjoyed as candy before the consumption
Heavy as a grave in depth and decay
A friendly hello
Before the departure
Wound and waiting to meet again

coarse

I am alone, a wandering minstrel
On a half charted course
Soon to be dead
Without true purpose to have lived
My goal to become the beginning
What never has been…
Unity without fallacy
Equal to the human creatures

closer to closure

Ridicule or compliment
Can traumatize with sentiment
Even with the best intent
A negative vibe may be sent
For a loving gesture to be true
Send a warm embrace or two
Nothing short of this will do
It’s the worlds best I love you

chilling

Angry and bitter my strength reborn
Fluttered guts from the rising storm
Getting carried away as the deluge grows
The mind disengaged turned to physical blows
I’m stepping up to overcome the storm
I’ve learned to control my hate for the norm

bestial headache

Innocence, I’m sorry…
Ferocious hot guilt damns my soul
Eternity lost in a crack of lightning
The sound to follow thrice as condemning
Spare me cruel mind!
Love a twisted thought lost
Nightmares and not soon forgotten pain
Why live only to remember?
The expanse of time dulls the sense
As age creeps over the somber being
Yet his anger’s extreme
In the few mock gestures his body releases
Never! Never!
Will he not forget!?
…Nor will you

benevolence

A silent serenade to beauty and undying hope
Rising sun alerting the crows to feast again
Slumber a dead mans escape
The earthly skies betray a quiet love
Broken by the trees hungry gaze
Lies of leaves that jump from their nests
Fooled by Mother Nature
Only to be swept up and incarcerated
For something they believed to be wise and right
For all who live must die
And all who die must first have suffered

be live it

Standing still while walls close
Holding fast to ones bedposts
Only hoping the grasp will hold

are YOU out there?

Who is this that writes these words?
Evoking the power of speech and thought
Within others
Strange diagrams of shelled up letters
Cluttered bundles of shapes mesmerizing minds
Who birthed such things as these?
The power of OM
Echoing out its cosmic game
Each echoing reverberating sound
Holding within it a chorus
A life, a cry
A laughing god!
Even a mumble speaks eloquently
A silent smirk talks endlessly
Hidden strength
Vibration
Energy
Show yourself!
Stop speaking so loudly
So that I can come out
Hide no longer
so that I need not

another day some say

Today I feel like that tree
The big, thick barked, tangle of limbs
Hugging itself in its fabulous folds
Today I love like the sunset
Radiating beauty, mesmerizing humanity with simple splendor
Not intending brilliance just being it
Today I dream like a fast jet
Leaving a trail to show the way
Flashing hope into clouded eyes
Today I know like the geese in winter
Traversing through time to a new destination
Calling out with song to gather the flock
No need for certainty of the approaching winter
Today I remember like an old cliché
Heard and finally understood
So simply spoken yet sweetly sophisticated
A reasoned solution to a loving life

an olds mans ravings

Dreaming I write on golden parchment
To die is my goal… a vampires kiss
This thatch-covered hole
I wonder on “times” reasoning
Such a weak seat of ideas and inspirations
Fit for the silent dream
Hours turned years
I’m old and forgetful
Yet the bamboo holds me still
Hard, dry pit I curse this creation
Yet you served me my fair share
I guess there is a spot for goals

ahhhhh!!!

In love I lie as if silently sweet
Lost in a sensation that never repeats
Like massaging the mind with gentlest strokes
Or resting your bones sprawled on the couch
Dreaming awake in a land newborn
Seeing the first light of a new dawn

a bloody banner

A challenge is proclaimed
The walls are strengthened
The battle cry’s a winter tear
Chilling to ice, a thought frosted…stone
A riot on hand!
A bloody battered banner, a last stand
Faith not fear!!
The cry is heard
Souls exist. Though I lose the battle…
The war my friends…the war!…to victory!