A temporal anomaly
Existing in a superposition
Your sound echoes in my ear
Wave like particles collide whenever you are near
Quantumly entangled
Exposing my thoughts faster than a photon of light
You glow more so than electrons energized starbrights

Eye lids see pupils centered iris rings
wondering where the iris be
plant with sword-shaped leaves
A cloud nymph goes unseen
Iris forming rainbow seas
Purple planted petals beam
Iris reflected sorrows weep

Can this be my candy kingdom?
Solipistic modifier
Confectionery sweets make my teeth feebler
Weaker
the confines of my mind let me linger

Why can't I stop Abstracting
Is that a bad thing?
What is real and what isn't
Catch me navel-gazing

introspective nonsense
ruminating.
Can it be illuminating?
My mind feels fuzzy

I'll tell you one thing
...
Could this be my candy kingdom?
pondering.

Cultural enclaves
Multi granular igneous rock
Heat and compression
Lava pools surrounding mineral stones
Granite
The development of will in its distinction
It is strong
It is powerful

Prometheus
Meaning forethought
Champion of human intellect
eternally tormented

Civilization
fire and clay formations
Cultural Titan
Eternally tormented

Forethought
Ravens pluck out his eyes
Locked cage abided by time
Eternally tormented

Atlas
Endurance and strength
Holder of the skies
Eternally tormented

Endurance and strength
Skilled in math philosophy and astronomy
Hard enduring
Eternally tormented

Two
Eternally tormented

Who am I in the eyes of most people;
A flower, something more dour?
In my eyes you are a flower.
You've always been a flower,
maybe a sunset?
my sunflower.

Quad faded
whisky and ***
Light a cigarette
having fun

Meandered path
He finds me again
Love's course maneuvers untouched by will or whim
yet he finds me again
My loves unbounded,
Without limits
Perplexed and bewildered
But I'm gateful

-Sitting in empty places
Tempus fugit ad infinitum
Galactic seas beaming on starlight yet seem empty
Everything seems empty
Inwardly directed infinitely
Empty space is-

Autumn leaves fall
Seven meters per second
This is how we pray
Why pray that they stay
Suspended in air
The ground miles beyond perception.

And this is how we sin
Already three feet in
Stagnant pool water
Chlorinated.
Drowning
In a motel lot.

I don't know what art is
Need to find where my muse lives
Internally
See what the lotus sees

Beastly manner
Hopelessly lost
She cuts off her legs to be like him
replaced with goat limbs

Taller than saint Peter

               A lover
Stood on wooden stilts
Varnished in tangential light
I could have been blind, for you were not
A seraph but a dream.

But what of dreams, of tombs
of consecrated fiction-
A currency of lies
Demarcated latin
annuit coeptis.

And yet I was abounded by sleep
And who said there could not be  
More on Heaven and Earth
Than in my philosophy

      Of you.

And your blunted foundation
Quivering at the knees

Locked behind rusted armor
Dangling from a treadbare string
Lamps light diminishing

Sitting in the base of a bathtub
Water wilting my skin
The middle of a foreign planet
Enchanted rainforests
No escape
Isolation

To postulate
Species can not isolate
conundrum that predicates
Yearning to be alone
Veiled, to atone
To be far-flung
words being sung

My walk home covered in sweat
Thighs chafing

I pulled this four rowed pedal flower
up
roots and all.

Passing one decayed raccoon swarmed by flies
On my sprained ankle

I come bearing a gift which will wilt in the moment of hours

For you

My beloved.

Physically degraded
Emotionally stagnated
Cratered skin
****** works her magic again
Schizophrenic mind
Bipolar disposition
Why did this have to happen
It wasn't her intention

I wrote a poem for you
Goodmorning sunrise blues
feeling today?
I'd rather not

You are
Raspberry when you are audacious
lavender cotton candy and rose when you are
sweet
sunshine cornsilk daffodils and cream when
you are happy
Sage seagrass and ivory when you are at peace
You are unique

My skin feels grey, stricken by match and burnt to cinder, coal, cracked and crisp.

walls break way to sand.
Sand-
sand and Ash are all that remain
when my body crumbles.

a time when youth bright with it green grasses and floral scents of flower.
An ode to time, when my time line fades
And there are no more scents, no more color, and all I am is sand, Build me into castle

Sol and the sun
Blazing chariot shines benevolent rays
Radiant crown, a Halo
Sunburnt skin crackling
It feels nice

failure is a bag of lemons and the park yard pigeons 

that a women of ninety-two years carries with her everyday

come sleet or rain,

singing softly "please carry me away."

poor Martha.

pigeons don't migrate.

Stone and brick
Iridescent is the curvature plastic cup
With a last sip of water
Follow by a well tempered clavier
         Followed by an inhale of
Menthol.
        Only a few sprigs protrude from
The concrete beneath my feet

it is the rain
it pitters solemnly
it never fades
it is the rain,
but you are the sun,
and the sun breaks way.
Reflection of the sun in puddles of mud.
there is beauty.

squeeze the bottle tightly
Someone said don't go quietly.
Trace the vein
I feel something, but only slightly.

Crackling skin-goes black.
Shades
You fade, you change.
Crevices-groves
I follow you, I watch you change.
At first I saw streams
Fresh flowing waters
It was sublime.
It dries
Canyons form
and you feel empty.

Placating that rage
Spirting the way of sage

Object permanence makes the mental sour
Idealists, the opposite dour

Listening to musical notes as they are sang
Battlefields of yin and yang

Yang's lost its credibility
That seas lost its crossability

The middle Way's middle point
The yin is to anoint.

Flower of my flower
Lift from your loom
Bloom in sky so that man may see your color.
Flow, bursting in orchestrated blossoms.
My love my fade but may you shine ever so brightly!

espresso beans as bitter as they may be,
linger on my lips much like the taste of her raspberry.
im reading with a bookmark she made me
i want to go away. to a sea of sunrises maybe.

sitting here silently
i just got home.
it doesn't feel like home

buttermilk pancakes and chocolate chips
you're my chocolate milk; im your bitter sweet coffee

swimming pool pictures
hot tub to swimming pool Jitters

sitting here silently,
wishing i were home.

cold pizza to tongue
gold fish and late night tv fun

sitting here silently
missing home