Healing, under red lights
a certain rhythm
what is a
coagulation and a
resurrection
with red wine
and bilingual
insultation
that resonates
so ba-aaad
and I'm losing
mine

I am a quantum
a large quantum
i have an effect
a large effect
don't be jealous
it isn't funny
when there are
entanglements
that just go on

This morning
I cried
reading my own

Not really
Well yes
Just well


Over her


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Applecross rosebuds
whatever they are
  rein in my morning

100 great poems
play in the background
"no one to drive the car"

back from the
hospital
missions on scraps

of paper
clothes to be cleaned
and please bring

more time
a warm response
to my nervous text

a lump of sun
in fog
like breakfast

  a day propped up
on white elbows
  steams awake

Carry me up
  with you
Carry me up

It's tough to radiate energy
when your local medium buckles

there you are in your petri dish
suitably decorated or not

and you are glowing
and extending

when what you are in
wrinkles up

***
ikr

/

I throw up
to you
tonight

skin

lost

looking for someone
to cover

and protect
keep warm

ai got u
covered

ai got u
contained


ai got u
inside

ahm skin
I have all of you
in me

think macrophage
think semi
conductance

I am conducting
what

I am conducting
what

breaks beats
ka

thump

the whale of time
slides against me
while I type

cells abraded drift along
I am there too

singing ahm always singing
aginst

this unlettered gut

this superior knowledge
that
knows
this aint
according to the rules
poetry

I reach for the rule book
it's stupefying
sense

reject
sanity

reject
order

refect
wearing your undershirt
inside out

they are not all here
just us gast
ones

just us
crast
ones

*****
in a couplet

hungry
in a rhyme

desperately
killing

in a ******
fever

until I wake up
sordid

out somehow
to a chaparral

and a tumble
to tomorrow
that *****

she haunts
today
like Thursday



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this *****
inspiration
this look it up
fenestration
with a flashlight
and a crowbar

after openings
invariably
come closings

this stops me
except for
more openings

aren't we
distracted
by now

and the needle
has been
slipped in

and that's ok
in numbness say
I found a way

Write these lines
Read your comments

then your
lines


get really mixed
feelings

and write
more


the blank lines
are where the universe

talks back
is always laughing

thinks itself
a scribbler too

thinks us
it's lines

really mixed
feelings

this poem contains
a universe

and we both know
you're rep'ing it too

So I end up
talking to myself

A lonely 'verse
writing home


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I'll crush you

I'll crush you
an' your hard
mentionables

I'll crush you
unless you turn out
to be a higher form of life
which happens
really really often

Such that  you would think
I would get a clue
you worthless reader
and I am bereft of hope

barely can I type on
reporting the ebbing state
running my almost arms
onto  oh onto this forever

I hate that there's all this good poetry you can read
and not this crap

Searching thru the
"there is"'s I might employ
there is a way
there is a thing
there is a certain
and flipping 'em over
I find the lifter
of I am telling you
the penetrant  
of the membrane
invading
every molecule of now
you sitting knees up
happy in that chair
there

My words won't load
for you
It's not that you
are that cool
it's just
just
that your expectations
should die and scream
whilst
and if you compare
someone
to your expectations

a flogging wouldn't
be out of order
do I sound
as if
someone
left me
alone

here
we did
and you
anding know except
awe these lights

A clear round
wobbly trivet
on the way
to having a depression
about happiness
awaits the saucy spoon
oh i swoon
please visit me
this afternoon

Something less turbulent
grows here now

Catches me fishing
wetness

And lightness
from your unforeseen depth

See emptiness
as a place readied

and each poem
read or written

re-lights
us

Chuff against
the darkness

you hold so tightly
it fades

just these words
don't

Are a ****
Turn us



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I reconfigured
the pulse emitters
and that did it

I am finding
finding
my my
finding my
I am
My
Finding
Way
My I am finding
Way way my way
Am I finding
My way


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How do I play?
What rules do I follow?

What can you expect
from me?

What lever
do I hold?

And what does it move?

What difference
does pulling it
make?

Am I
a sandwich
to salvation?

Do I nourish?
Somebody?

The DNA
experiments

Gather in
a choir
to sing

Don't know
if ahm a note
or a lyric

particle or wave
or Wednesday
or whatever

Wears you up
now
to this level
contact

is a web
now is
just you

sauntering

Sintering societal
Silliness

Back down stripped
To just
Magnificent us

You should
strut

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I wanted to find something
I hadn't written yet
and you hadn't
stopped reading
as if a new sentence
wasn't an internment
of much thinking
after much thinking
perhap seed within earth

This just in
law allowing women to use
all of their awesome powers
as they see fit
universally codified

I spent the day
in the forest
looking for
mushrooms
that aren't
mushrooms
but will be
if i harvest
and use dark
to nurture
in a curve
of nestle

I thought to tell my friend
wouldn't you?

So here's the tale
of the round

and the lips
and the taste

round yeah
um hmm

you think
there

no you don't
think there

'cause the skin
right there

tastes like
more


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Will this sound
ever catch up
with your vibe

is this still
part of you
vibing

you always
remain part
of the universe

really not
sure about
the multiverse

this verse
however
carries  you

This arm has insufficient
reach
discerns a small circle of
stone
and nothing from you returns
life

are you the coldness of right
oh
I know sensibility
so
certain of what is here judged
out
read syllables fall stricken
dead

Get away
get away all of you
just get away
I can no longer
pay

inspiration cleverly
finished glares
from the rafters

hearted i pay
the rent
out loud, soggy

legs reaching up
pull without
contact little

tractor beams
having me
asided about

I'm just a man
glaring at emptiness
gathered up
in these rooms
the gears of engagement
gnashed

There are cornflakes
smarter than me
about poetry
so crunchy
see

When you hear a new voice
and it comes from inside you
and you realize it was always

Oh, Okay
and we king
of the hillers
build a busy world
and fight over it
please, ladies
don't say
Oh, Okay

I want to write a poem
I want to take you home
I just make you groan
An' I just sit here alone

i am i think
a blob in a blob
full of blobs
that are full of blobs
infinitely blob
in a blob

It is that time
for lines
of words
to audition

in imaginary
stanzas
and couplets

these lines
and the unhappy
neurons
that hazarded them

crushed
like an off color
rebellion
if off color is still

crumbs I am
going for
granules
of forward

I gave up on you verse
I gave up on your opinion
even if you are sometimes
shrapnel or, worse, silence
you give me groove
you give me move
i know you're right right
right
then you get righteous
and i become wrong
i hate this so long
so long so long
me luv you long time
gone

The suit of clothes that no longer fits
Sits

And you are else

And I am
No ******* idea what I am

On Thursday I became
Songs of a gavel

Pount
Luv that ****** word

Out on to
.

Can't say it
Can't

And I've spread
to steady myself

fat into you
I become

lint
On a sing
U
Larity

So attractive this dark
brown
strum

curvalinear
dive
pour
drink

Stop
Where are u reading
this

What can you smell?

That
Is how empty

or full
of a lizard

writhes
In you


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So much yada yada
scanning the poems
everyone all of you
trying not to let
the words skada skada

Leave this alone
indelibly burned
onto the fragile
crystalline film
of my pride

Now This California
this is the real one
you can smell nouns
volunteering

Sea of vibe
take me in
spinning thrash
me around

are you
from out
of town?
of course

flinging slow
ideas about
sunshine  
in the dark

the listen
at the end
of the aisle
is on sale

Arc
across my view screen

Time's blood molten in their faces
and they are unaware

what circles what
the relative scale

where I'm a peanut butter sandwich
and they're visible light

Try to remember the taste o' PBnJ
on white

That one time you wanted another and
another

So tasty
so powerful


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I can't find
why I'm here

in my cereal
or

in my book
my tv
my mutts

my scribbling
singing
saying
what  you should do

which pays
the bills
hmmph

no reason
i suspect
just to see
why we
are the same

just to see

just to see
what is in me

thee is no
different

than a lie
on a thursday
in february
eeking out


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Today's emotional arc
and background
setting

Crashed on you

Gi-humungous-normous
Asteroid
Hits here

Leaves hole

It's encircling surprise
lifts stone
to shatter

The end


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You're a rockstar
rising up blah
blah-blah blah
Hyphenated blah

I am aware
Of a sore
That's hurts
stings even

this ingrown hair
outstrips your
carefully outfitted
kit of desperation

I am aware
of this descending
crescendo of no
I am not that

anymore rises
to strike truly
this sentiment
of lemonade and *****

testifies to the merit
of these blackened pixels
restaurant engineering
I come back for

And you're here
timeless tan lines
burned so deeply
I cannot see

Today wins

I sulk not
oh wait
I sulk
differently
and over
that too
I sulk
Ooomph
Don't you
Ok Ok
Ahll stop sulking
doom up for you

there

Offers out
No draw

Nothin'

No purchase
at this depth

at this time

here
to say

alone

Oh, look at me
what I've got
hah

Every living thing
singing
lah

Self awareness
is a dangerous thing my friend
I'm glad to see
you've avoided it



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Cali
I've received your best
today

and
may I have another
please

'cause
that was a downhill
samosa

sizzling
from the rendering fryer
and laughing

thrown
against curves and turns
slalom

downhill
to the cafe bar
and order

The fields we can't detect
except with the heart
are occupied
paying sorrow backwards
thinking the past can hear
and time is an involuntary
oof

Ah here is the sound
Stepping below
Let's get *** unbound
Step to you know

Look away
Doncha now
Look away
Hav' ta now

Can't
Be
Here

Can't
Be
Here

Now

Can't
Be
Here

Now

Now

With me

Now

Now

Here
N
Now

With me
Cant be

Step to
Away

Step
Away

This is not
The day
You set

Get
Get
Get

The day
You bet
Isn't last

Isn't even
Past

That mental construct
We burrow for

Wednesday
By Monday

Then
Friday 's fevered
Froth

Scheduled life
Observably exalting

If not
So busy

For  a listen
I'm listening for

To know
When to burst



Copyright@2019 Dennis Willis

I am unimportant
to the sunshine
I am unimportant
to the yellow wild flower
bathed in it
I wonder if
I am the only one
to see it glow

All are here
in the fabric
your seeing
of them here
news confirming
u already knowing
of this beauty
in u