There's a money-spider
Lives in my hat
If I catch him
That'll  be that.

Gypsy

Whispers
Wet with tears
Little collected mumblings
Implausible
This heart fire....
Broken
This ruin, made of each other
Reaches out to you  -
Like a coat, too heavy and too tight
This void of sound
This pain
This spice of life
The pleasure of its warm embrace

Once familiar elements
Looking into your eyes
Breathing your air….
Touching your skin
Dying
In this heart fire
Of would never.. could never...have never

Gypsy

I was within and without
Moments of joy and clarity
Repelled by the inexhaustible
Addicted to thought
The mystery and the awe of a flower

The breaking of the shell
The daily miracles of  life,
The evil that is in the world
Pain
The seed of suffering
A frequent repetition of pleasure
Energy condensed to a slow vibration
The cosmos within - without
The sacred water of life
Dwells at the root of a tree
Lost in a mysterious Universe

An hour before the Devil fell
That great rush of anger
Trapped in the dream of the Other
Permanent, intolerable uncertainty
Gazing up at the dark sky
Laid my heart open to the benign indifference
All that remained of hope -
Love
The only reality of the world

Gypsy

From inter-lunar dreams
Of the illumined sea
Through the wind flowing folds
A storm is poured
Waves wake sounds
A loud whirlwind harmony
Solid as crystal
A sphere within sphere
With a thousand motions
Of self destroying swiftness
The secrets
Of Earths deep Heart
Her melancholy ruins
The anatomies of the unknown
Like my words, they are no more
Filling your empty annihilation love
Its nature is its own divine control..

Gypsy

I see the Money-Lenders
Back in the Temples,
I see the poor - the meek
On your Devil's Sea,
Hear the echo
Some voice -
from a Cross, the aeons
Dripping Blood
On God's intentions,
I see your Soft **** Christianity
Break that pact
I see that GodLust,

This Butterfly on a Wheel
Redemption, so near, so far
Man's price to pay
On this trail of tears
Starvation, War, Money, Misery... debt
Sanctified, held up with your Bible-Belt,
A world Lost in its madness,
Your scripture
From some Book of God
Paved the way
A miss-understanding - neglect
I see you fools on the hill
Begging mercy from Jesters,

Lost -
We Are..
On this Devil's Sea.

Gypsy

I know the system
The confines of the world
Of whirlwinds and of darkness
The crowing of the ****
I see it only now
The parasites of contempt - cruel developments
Sending enough of us ****** - to the devil
We recognize each other always
Civil simple souls
The surly and joyous ones
The only elect of Eden..
Free to live a modern wretchedness
Thinking of pleasure, of escaping
This dream of ****** wisdom

Gypsy

These are her spells
Which hope thinks infinite
To love and bear
Her disentangled doom
Whose power awakens oblivion
Spirits whose homes are flesh
Her Earth born spells
Her nature is that universe
This pyramid of love
This harmonious soul
Her language - a perpetual orphic song
A solid frost and sleep
This sea like forest
Around, within, above
Like spokes of some invisible wheel
Quivers, helms and spears
Ruin within ruin
Her mocking orbs harmony
Her Spirit of the Earth, laid asleep
This gentle darkness
Music and light
Through empty space

Gypsy