I am evaporating
I am colored water
I am a sentence
of conundrums
I am rinsed out
of these words
and hung to dry
mute

Nothing just happened
again
Despite my best efforts
again

She and her and her
again
at some distance
again

why won't they listen
again
to my angry outcries
again

I am but a cocky fool
Resting on the energy of my tool
Powered up and down
by the energy of ball school

Of course this is nuts
As if there was magic
in these butts
I was thinking *****

And hoping
always hoping
for a 7am visit
to my shallowest self

You are allowed
to be beautiful
You are allowed
to be fun
You are allowed
to be *****
You are allowed
to lie
You are allowed
to know
It's you that
allows

Much more many things
including mostly nothing
than me

An uneasy warbling sound
strung to your inner ear
from here

Clinging to a mattress as if
it meant to fall up from here
through me

Using my time well 'twer
a refrigerator magnet
holding firm

Erupting or blossoming
from aptly named carpet
another diem

I am a song
on a line

the smallest tip
touching

just brushing
up agin your hip

Then those ******* photos
Come to mind

This ******* *****
Requires cash

Perhaps poems
Will crush my opponents
And bring damsels
Or not

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To you
Again

God I needed this.




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I am taken
out of context
by this thin
string of characters
pulled from solution
thready breathing
seething
clenched teeth
just let go
let me slip
back
down
there
ah

Unsurprisingly
I got a super power

like in the
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I can't be here
can't be seen here
somebody might
see me here nope

staring at my shoes
these need an update
is the blocking thought
as you here circle

are is inoperative
has been for sometime
i imagine u understand
in this light pocket

yet you scramble
and monkey about
relentless in claim
must you be so shrill

i know this isn't now
i know this isn't here
i know there is a when

I put myself back together
with Choco-Choco Chip
and Caramel Pretzel Klondike bars

and did I mention
Cabernet Sauvignon

another Death yep
this one a stunner
leaving gaping holes in hearts

and did I mention this young goddess

I put myself back together
with sugar
and intimacy

I broke
from the loss
of my nephew
my godson

I'm putting myself back together
with misspelling and wine

I broke, am breaking
I'm putting am back
togethering

i miss you already
i wonder why you had to do
such a ******* thing

and i'm crying again
and this is high
and this is low
and this is    
you know
******
too well


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I broke open
like a meadow
in spring
breaks wet
grayness
with seams
bursting yellow
purples beneath
in a field
of green shoots
shooting
like the green
lantern
striking
goodness



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I canned my anxiety
to get right here right now

slow enuf
to hear words

from the blowing
maelstrom

i make
from so little



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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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What glove do I take off
this one, that one
the hands are choosing
fingers pulling
feelings ruling
i cannot fit you
i can't pull you off
three finger grip

Can you hear your ego spin?
It's the sound of Whispers
Lifting you up oh so gently and firmly
Above

Those condemnations
Those recriminations
Those righteous feelings
You stealing your soul with lies

He writes righteously

the sound "ound"
hounds me
since it found me
it stays around me
it and its friends
are out to drownd me
i digress
back to wound
it confounds me

I did something to her
Until she used very bad language

We were both
Quite pleased


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What are the warning signs
to happiness

let's take a dangerous tack

your un-safety is all that matters
in this break neck run at slurp
what is that

its a short dress
away from

i don't know
is that

greatness
or greatnessless

the land
of your answer

your urge steer'n
contained or celebrated

no one can be your answer
or even your ring

and yet your ***
is so beautiful

and the rest
is nonsense

Like this

I've never
written anything
I don't think
I've never
thought anything
I don't feel
I've never
felt anything
I don't believe
I've never
believed anything
I don't know
I've never
known anything
I know

I don't know
what  you'll like

I'm not seeing
what you are like

and then fear
ebbs out

and I'm see ing
s omething

inside the circle
here

and your nervousness
is skinny

and shift y
slinking

around
what the hell

until tomorrow
n e way


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I have ridden in
some elegant moments
where I was resolved
within beauty

Always surprised
at it self ignorant
beauty breaks upon
our day a rooster

in beaming sunrise
silhouette on a fence rail
a blinding after image
or right now's want

I can't see you anymore
I'm thinking with  each
entreaty to burn here
here and right there

wants of fire and cooling
needs of held and soothing
swings of hurt and proving
I am certain...enough

How this could get so ****** up
What happened to my life
What happened to my wife
How could there be so much strife

A small knife
Cleaves u
from past u
'n gonna u
so you sprint

To comport yourself
aloud
as if
bristling
with words
falling from
words
tripping over
words
stepping on
words
like legos
made by
minions
kevin
save us
I am
lessoning
a gain
of time
against
dumb things
writed
sited

U n I
spongy

like a star
kneeling

threading it's way
baring instants
baring leaks
of tomorrow

I saw you
hesitate
I did too

and we
are here with clasped hands
knowing the smell
drives hearing
seeings a fool

watching an agreeable
fable
spun
in disbelief


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censored

And I should stop now
I'm sorry I wrote so many
And I realize
This is yet another

The problem
Could be worse
than I thought

This is
Me stopping
Now

Mmmph
Arrgh
Harumph



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This old skin laments
nothing
as it becomes younger
askew
the time's coarse saddle
riding
playfully up the universe's
laughing
cacophony of quarks

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

I can't write
I can lie
I can pay attention
in the wrong direction
and raise questions
that do not care at all

because you
are safe aren't you
I can't ring your phone
or rap on your door
to ask about your hate
hidden smirk appears

If the universe begs
will you lay down

with me
and hold

as if
love

as if
passion

as if
future

held sunshine
little rain

as if
you

as if
me

as if
all doesn't run down

n e way
as if

who doesn't love
entropy

yeah


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

If you don't like me
falling down on words
collapsing gasps
into tedium
with hints of jasper
Try ascribing again
to your weak beliefs
and measure thereby
your soul and then mine
see if your hands burn
for a knife, for a weapon

If You Embrace Life
What happens

To your socks
And the odor

In your drawers
Do you decide

This is
Ahhhhhh

Good?
Do you think

Repression
Not on my apple watch?

Can it be that
I don't know

Lives
Joyfully

Next door
Borrows

Power tools
Gleefully ignorant

Of safety
Seeing

Scrolls
Of secrets

Produces
Saw dust

Of
Your dreams

Your desires
Anything

You
Set down

In
Early resignation

You
You
You

Get back up
There's no crying

In
Infinity

There's no
Know

I no
**** that

Eye
Eye

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There is wine
and a reach up
and out
Raise your right hand high
use your left to drink to that
cabernet yah yay ay eh

feel free to substitute
your chemical excuse
and fetid dreams
so delicious and later
rank
below that of turn away

up to here with you
like the rest of them
take that filthy hunger
its concomitant anger
over not understanding
and you should

have understood by now
have appreciated this arrow
heartless weft singing self
and threaded to be sewn
into the daily however gayly
'n don' see comin'

ralph ralph ralph on top
lest we dance for nothing
which is maybe best anyway
now that I can stop thinking
about you about you **** you
again you penetrate my verse

When I can no longer accept
any more other

Stepped off here
into the discolored
and disheveled
tidal pool
of my own darkness
the tour lasted hours

in some insight
i see I avoid
and it's gone
hidden
in my fear
or what
supervises
the rails
i barrel down
calling myself
a thought
steering me from
knowing
what shan't i know
I am talking to my skin
and those muscles
and, really, that cord
down my back it knows
keeps me ignorant
what i need to know
to imagine i drive
spinning my
plastic wheel
closely watched
we turn i grin

I had just written about
when I realized
the death coming at you
may be dissuaded
though not by
a tongue's lying
to itself over and

unclearly sworn
yet dashing
from smitten
to smite
a pretense
to light
and i'll take
anything not as dim
as 'e tonight

starting sloping
the sound
of my cries
to be more and
what do you
think does
the blood spilling
sound

eclectic I was going
for eclectic though
the sound of spilling
blood splishy splashy
warm and gushy
maybe mushy
4u

sorry too much 2 far
no one likes 2b fished 4
with brazen hooks
and need I know
i know hooked flesh
waiting in darkness
to be released

thinking lines like
these want to be
"just like the wind
said she would"
cut loose
and running
out of the light
I'd say burns
sounds cool

.. to go
today
to get there

I have to
get there
.........

...between us
I used as a safe zone

it was really
a weapon

and we were really
at war
.......

....in my story
unbeknownst to me
I wasn't here
......

...between me
and Ok me
and effin
amazing me
.......

...I was given
to cross
..........

....and I got lost
..........

....where all the lines cross
I could get there
When I do
they are never crossed

...I am closer now
though


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and that's the
big swinging

think I think
I have a line

in my sand
now its here

cross it there
to indicate

a willingness
to unbutton

dark trousers &
frothy thoughts

i have my fear abatement thing
i wish i had you
what did i miss
these red marks
i can't shut them off
i'm clenching
these beautiful hands
and i am back

look at this projection
onto my reading glasses
from afar
in sulfurous blue

snapping
years onto sandwiches
3 S's of horseradish sauce
slapped together tasty life

confused by this path
please
as if
it was

picture wave
pushing into
nevermore



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I have space
now

Rarely before
and only by chance

Did this absence
occur

As if
all my worries

left for a party

Yeah that space
to which

I'd say I'd learned
the way

Haven't learned
the way

Just unlearned
the constant

Self-fray

Learning
2 play now

"Hey now
Hey now"


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It is in sight our Edge
that we are all working to push
The magnifiers of presence  spark outward
I am glowed
Look look this is ******' it
Breathe that out
It isn't is it?

Right there self doubt
Broke in
And wrote a line of its own
And stopped my good feeling in its tracks

When fear writes your lines
Is an awareness
I think I should have

Cuz I give fear
too much

Too **** much

So I consciously change
to doing things with love

Not being butthurt

That is the edge
I have now



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I have no lines
tonight
to lay down before you

that matter
that take up something
hot

I have no lines
now
lying fallow

I have none
to snag
your trolling hook

the tongue
you stick
in life forward

you taste
like a battery
half charged

hoping to light
one last
******

I have want
left over
for you

I know that
look that
deprecation

I just let this
fantasy
pass

Just financed drinks
for the suicidal
it buys time
which is medicinal
I'm taking some now
as a supplement
or did I mean
something just then
a purchase
less precarious than
before and yet I know
this soul
and she will scrabble back
and I will answer until
the laughter
arrives

I just need
to hand this
to you

and my job
is done

This little packet
of dense information

describing weirdly
how to make a me

You mix with
how to make a you
and then some

Please just take it
from me
and math

Has us strategizing
Turns out if you try four million times
on average
you almost always succeed

Bang your alive
if that 1st universe
doesn't **** you

Abeyance holds
enuf o' u passed
as it

than not it
borne lying
to the womb

crazy to
hand to someone
themselves

minus the unwritten
righting each other
writing each other

Scribbling new yous
on time's white fog




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This looks
too poignant
I thought
and that
too pithy
we don't need help

Why you always

are you scared
are you sure

you can't take
a breath
here

so stop breathing
as if

I keep crashing on you
I keep crashing on you
I keep crashing on you

I never learn






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