my work sprouts from the simplest indeterminate sense




                                               depicting more than verge death organisms


         freshly ground expectations are composted alongside considered
                                                                ­                                          traditions


          ­                       allowing our vigorous grip of normalcy to disperse


    changing infancy energy into visceral landscapes of amplified color




                                                       ­                                       a falling into rest





where we can blossom into our own embodied environments

I am unkissable
I am unreachable
I am semi-innocent
I am under pressure
I have an impassioned mind
I need to be taken in hand
I need to love soberly

The Poem of Poems

for Beth

This is my Poem of Poems, for you.
Every word ineluctably true:
I love you.

Keywords/Tags: love, poem, poems, poetry, true, words, word, affirmation, final, statement, true, truth

to all who feel like doing truly
rude things, letting loose your fury
have an itch to shoot some bullets
all the imprudent bullies
putting yoofs & adults into the blues &
pushing them to that very solution
will do as ones to get ruined
and if you are one
of them, a few words regarding your funeral
[if there will be one]
hope it will be at odds with the usual
it should be full of fun
whether or not that is suitable