every time our bodies become one
         I fall deeper into you
I wonder if I'll have anything left
         if you ever decide to leave
but for now I will melt into your organs
         and hope you'll stay

Who of this, can claim to have weathered such pain.
The souls of ages past.

Am I ghost
Am I flesh

I am of nothing, and of hope

Or Nothing
Nothing
Nothing

less


I pledge goodness onto all
I pray thee suffer small

So did I find me.
hobbling on the shore
And did I find me, set of sail
In search for distance
No prospect of destination
Distance bought cheaply
Destined for the the ends of earth

Yet I seek grace
Found at hearth
Of passion pain renewing birth
Forward on
Forward
For
Ward
For passage home
I find myself
On homeward bound

Cast adrift at youth
A child of pumice

To float and soul of ash

Great of hope
Hope at last
My path uncharted
My ropes to lash

Weary but of indifference
to resign
His hope is his design
His hope
Is shared

His hope is mine.

He held my hand and promised true
Walks with him
I came undone

Of the night I came to speak
To visions, voices
Past unknown

So Rocky were the waves and anchor towed
The roads travailed  
The weights unload

Traveled
Wandering
Determined, sailed

Into
The casims
Of the heart
Never faulter
Or
repeat
But, Render

Entreat
Into light

And in his hands my cares were held
My future , past and present meld

Into
entrusted
I to he
My penitence
To chart my course

A sinking ship
With last recourse

Water born
Paper rip
Let the table tip

Time will pass
Matter
Mass
to life we ever grip

Fevered fury
Of the mind
And to the earth we bind

Ease of thought
And nothing sought
With nothing left to find

How of you to fester so
And Where of you to go
Mortal
Moral
Mailable
With seeds you cannot sow

So
Do let slip
The wasting fear
The darkness
And unknown

The vine
Has snaked and blossomed thus
With nowhere left to grow.

Beauty in all it's forms.
Art for arts sake

Sake bombs and souls to shake

We are as we will,
With new skin about.

Skin to mettle

Skin

with which
we meddle



Endevore, with course designate

With flags to stake.
Or coward, shake.

The uncharted course.
The the unbridled rake.

For green will spew anew

Seen in passion,.
Seen in green.
Seem serien

Subjucate
Placate

Nought abdicate

In do time
In due course

Find us unfettered
If ever off course.

So ever of you
In Lieu
of you

The folly of scam
The folly anew

We the forsaken
We of the green

Folly  for those
Who Folly unseen.

I dipped my leary feet in a
pond called science and witnessed the
molecules turn to ice

I asked a priest the meaning of
life, he said
"To be redeemed by God"
I read the scriptures of holy
gospels
I pondered the interpretation's
of all the apostle's
Answer the phone
I asked a bald monk the meaning of
life, he said
"To walk along the path of light."
I banged a gong sketched with
calligraphy and ate only
pomegranate seeds
Answer the phone
I looked all around for pieces
that fit
That sanctuary where you
come from
Like crossstitched buttons
from different grazes
the semblance of home
Answer
the
phone.

I recall
her lost smile

like a sketch
I draw from my memory

and those days in the rain
laughing, drops

hitting the creek
slow as a dream

until a shadow
fell across the mirror

brushing her hair
in a dark room

like a honeycomb
of sad bees

and double entendres
two lifetimes ago.

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Here at the end
of the continent
everyday the same
sea and sky elemental
endless blue planes
interrupted only
by a wayward bird
a flash of white
like a gull
lost out in the null
as September wanes
into Autumn's moon
breaking like a spell
casting my shadow
like a sundial
measuring my footprints
away and alone
on these wind(s)wept
bare lonely dunes.

Time ruins our eyes
for each other,
while the moon burns
down the nights around us,
as if attracted to our madness
and spellbound by the dark
- ness that surrounds us,
yet here we remain, apart
and together, alone in a home
for the stone-cold heartless.