mistaken for lead
when blood bleeds black-obsidian
sheilded from toxicants

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.

King Perseus, not merciful but thirstiest
Tears weeping in his Well
Water's bounty, in the king's heart swells
emptiest, his is pitiless

Cumulus cloud dancing in the shape of a brooding storm, look at him.

My Little drummer boy centered in an orchestra of seraphim.

innocent in the eyes, how soft his skin.

Touch me so I may touch you,
Your lips are soft so please press them to mine-
Cupid's bow to Cupid's bow, love is blind,
Unsuspecting.
Roses bloom and their thorns bind.

The moon out shines your brightness little star
Honey seeps from you to it
And when the moon goes to sleep,
The sun rises. and you, my little star disappear.

I will return to you another night
My luster may not be so bright
But I am here,
                           so stay with me?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

-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-

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.

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!

There once was a gaggle of geese
Huddled around a tree
Were the fruit was just out of reach
How could that be?
That nature would put them in such close proximity
Yet the geese still could not reach  

I once had a mother named Jamie
Who told me nature would provide-
To always be good and kind,
Nature would provide.
She is gone now, and so are the geese.
So I know that cannot be
Nature will always keep her fruit just out of reach.

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

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

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.

/Sam/
I miss you
      1. Long car rides to the same places,
           conversations about things you don't
           understand; the way you feel when I
           grip your inner thigh, the way I feel
           when you run your hands through my
           hair.

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

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

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

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.

Peaches
     /Tuesday/
Kingdom- Plantae
Genus-Prunus
Symbolism-softness, tenderness, but grounding in reality- foreboding my fantasy.

Used in prose:  peaches, with her plumpness, with her skin pressed against mine, seperated only by my budding insecurity. When will you go, will I be fine?
    If you are a peach, dangling from a tree, and I am only, A flower or the leaves. When will you drop? When will you plummet and with it, I wither and decay.
   If only I were a willow tree, no ornament linked, or if you could be plucked early, before sour becomes sweet?

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.

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