wish work
doors dark
alive on some
edgewater planet

a lost culture
with sacred ritual
night surgery theatre of the blind
Not what i had planned
not that i mind

chewing my way 'round some crow and pigeon pie
tasting all of the words again
Not the whole truth
One part lie

now swift
now fleet
what it takes
maybe miss
don't ever quit

spirit move through
the weight
of my soul
without its rooms
without this tiny vehicle

mudpie memoir
die unless you get there
through the night

strange travelers bending it
like water
like love
like light

with a little luck
For heaven's sake
push will come to...

Godwater
my love
It isn't fake
where's the light?
I'm bending it
just as they taught her

Shove

boogersun and jMike where they are wanted and welcome and with you is difficult for me with all of these people I think.

I'm gonna try for your heart. Where wee bit more jackets of many colors are modestly sized for business.

Lone duck is one flight for flighty figh for free...draw the kids back up here where they were and... Destiny.

Andyl karl loge is destiny
whomever he's supposed to be.
I'm gonna get out from here to where
they are wanted
and welcome, you see?

See seems to be a friend of it all
Galaxy nexus and fairy tales tall
to come galore from the heliocentric nevertheless;

yes the most high...school of thunk think love in the sink sunk sink I guess.

just getting around
from going downtown
which is like saying
something under my breath
about sticks

i cook every night
and check in with the ladies (all houseplants and wallflowers)
touch is spaghetti
and hugs and pockets full of guitar
picks

raspy whisper a slim chance
singing
beat it or carry the tune
do the dishes that are in the sink
all of this
now I'm sick

take the keys
take the reigns
get some ****
take the blame
do whatever it is you think
of next
for your next trick

tricky is as tricky does
but it only works this once
once around is good enough
good enough
to kick
around
But tough

around here
i sleep when i can't stay awake
i eat when i am hungry
I love because
I was made in the image of

like the devil in our memory
Floating
on dust and solar winds of misfortune's dreams
on the waves of no tide yet seen
heavier than the lead in your brain and bloodstream
slowly leaching all goodness from you as you grow old

spinning and weaving
into
selfishness and crushing apathy
with narrowing ill intent
from all to us to we to me to ? it went
it spreads us all slowly getting cold

wrecking all creation
from single cell
to great libraries
from empathy to eternal death
alone
in the cold
bury yourself
here comes death
and no one
to blame


no light
nothing matters

nature's cold last words
are muffled
by her quiet chuckle
knowing there is only more isolation
we are all quite alone and drifting
away from
each other

Everyone here knows you
We all hope you're well
They all want to know you better
Understand it's understood
Put the past to rest
Because i only tell them
Good

About me i tell the truth
They see me and size me up and
Let me shine
Encourage me to
Epic things
Again
The place they made for me is mine

They hear what i say
And shake their heads
Wondering
Why would I hang on
I say it won't be long now
It's been a long day I say
But now it is gone

Hoping is a weak way
Of figuring out
how much to
Speak out of my mouth
Action is louder
You know what they say
About words anyway

Drastic means were
Necessary
To stop the bleeding
We were likely to die
Right where we were

Maybe we did

I'm not obsessing
or thinking much about things still
I'm in my humble neighborhood
That's a blessing beyond measure
If you will
Grateful feels good

i
Think we were great
You did a bad thing
It wasn't too late

i bit my lip through to my gums
chewed my cheek ******
and drank myself numb
just trying to soothe
the sting of our guns
and keep myself from reloading

of all of the things that we've both been saying
some of mean intent 
some with no meaning

this:

no navigatable course known yet
no sounding of fathoms below it
if we stay on this sea we will
die

talking out loud in conversation about...
nothing, with no one i can hail though I shout
ghosts of yesterday
and easy shade,
please stay away, please stay
fuel my prayer masquerade
in what must be unfortunately fantastic

you, dragging my love around
until my wheels grind me
to my bones, then further down
a psyhic love amputee
laughing
i favor funny now
when coming down
to it
naturally

I quit

deliberate and willfull
this undoing
become intricately, surgically still
this calm indicative of nothing
but nothing is what calms going-on

the machines continue their humming- harmonics
shiny in their timid dark dew
friction free
nearly silent
so soft
these mechanics
sing with a voice so exquisite
that lulls me and draws me further
further away
further away
further down

away from noise i won't filter
away down in the dark where i like
to hidden rooms kept there
in the nighttime
away where the dust doesn't dare
nor does vision
elope there
with his new bride; sadness
nor joy come along with the lame
there, just a small installation my comfort
where even the wind speaks in whispers
careful to not rouse the rain

stagger and fall
scraping your bones
knowing it is all due to
having been exposed
to your own poisonous venom
For which there is no known antidote

you smell like burnt toast and *****.
i just woke up in the church from your dream.
****, what a shame, not much left of me.

i remember you texting me from another's bed while he was sleeping.
She's funny, I thought.
I don't want to be him
if I were me.

sleeping next to lies;
not my thing, you see?

it's a long dark night,
but lack of loyalty
is longer.
it reeks of *****...
burnt toast...
boundless insecurity

master of your own inequities
den within den within den of
furthest need

be gone

**** in the snow
spit in the wind
both froze in the air
hit the road again

never get cold
warm is a drug
it lulls my brain
my eyes don't bug
gas in the can
hit the road again

gone are those days
my dog and i fly
gone are those days
now it's just i

move on ahead
gas in the can
thumb on my hand
hit the road again

double-minded
windy-watered
broken-masted
ship going down

your gatemouth gasping

air strickened
crooked shooter
surrender flaggin
surround sound

laugh track laughing

dry sailing
guard railing
panic flail wave wailing
as i roll away from you
clowns

lying as you're back-tracking

pin-pointed
spot-lit
rubber-ruled
measuring cup
baby get your fill

loose lip hanging
from your teeth
just like laundry drying
on the line
which is thin

Your gatemouth hanging open
in a grit-tooth hundred year
sand laden wind

now that you're dead (near)
i sometimes look you up on the interweb
it's a ***** little pleasure
i feel like I'm willfully hurting something
my own masochistic munchausen
suicide by installment
i may run the bath all night
grimy
getting to know the ghosts of you

Making the best of a rotten situation
When the going gets hot
Don't go away I'm on fire
Self immolation drills
Paying off in spades and thrills

I Like walking with you slowly
Seems you're real bad company, mime,
I have a story...

Fill the earth
Full of filth
Fill bags and boxes
Full of death
New world burning
light up the sky
Push it on back
Demolish
Destroy

When does it end?
Never so far
Forever free or imprisoned in
Black space and stars
Returning forever
Remember the wheel?
And this house full of monkeys?

Where
The forgetting
Is a lie
And escape is laughable
Stuck here and out of gas
Like a dead-letter postcard to ourselves
Dated and sent from some parlour-trick fantasy future
Where the switch-up is almost, nearly like dying

Do your best to remember
This day
for the endless eons that follow
When the new morning calls
It's the one thing we can do for Ourselves
One another
For us all

And sympathy
I don't hate
Or have a habit
That goes through
That

Anyone's anything
Anyway

2
4 c
If u
Even ever
Get
Around

To me
If'n u can ever
Get around

You can come over
Get all overwhelmed
Get all over me

'owling winds from HER past
scrape my esteem
from the flesh of my am

with HER truth as a weapon
she rides over me with SHAME
as a war-pony

from the king of nothing
to the fool of fantasy
the card of
my am
not with her

sheer ill intent
damage so deep
to breathe
is a crime
for my am

no safe passage
trickery and slippery
wet moss on the rocks

I'll swing
By the neck of my am
instead
like no ***** did

so childlike
now a man
i hurt my neck
my am

safety is going
be a long
climb out
reach down and find a collar in my hand
pull it up
out of the water

i am

stuff spread all over
moving from one abandoned
house
to another
Seems I'm ******

spoken words without truth
phone broke
homeless joke
it ain't so funny
when I'm stuck

In the confessional booth
can't get out of here
trust no one
ever-fear
night wary light little
some kind of maze
**** riddle
i don't have the answer to

got to get
before it gets you
i got to go real soon
new hat same old boots
this is just a bunch of dust
it'll **** you

wake up
on the morning news
hide your things
or take them with
else you ain't gonna have ****

broken will
broken dog
sleeping in a hollow log
drink mud
It poisons
You

sick two days and still gotta move
another place i can't stay long
don't look now
here comes the law
give me ****
wish me luck
thinking I'm a ***
*******
******
got what i had coming

can i put up an argument?
be worth the time that I have left?

doubt me
catch your death
crown me
catch your breath

hell hill
third world frills
cops chasing the elusive
kids
kick grandma's door in
shoot to ****
shoulda left the pistol
grabbed some other till

19 now and a ****** rap
what the hell am i to
do with that?

all these things that i did see
leave me choked...
without speech

stressing on the basics now

all day long
bow me down

shift

crokus outlook
standing firm

just like
i always do

when i catch a glimpse
of your thigh
through

your bright sun

who knew?

my energy is at an all time low
my outlook is a lot to see
horizon to horizon there is so much
no i
no us
no you
no matter what

i can feel the weather
smells of smoke and hay dust
I'll take the space and all of the time
ever that it will take

stretch thin because i like stretching
out my neck awhile
headed out is heading in
shake and shrug and sweat a bit
blink my eyes and bite my lip

wondering what happened
to a few good days
and why upon them i set
so much import

i wave from the runway
to no one in particular
my other hand shading my eye
from the sun

you said love  
i was already mystified

you never said,
it's done
and breaking,

i watched from outside,
our runaway undoing

I simply could not
wave

if indeed my thoughts and actions are tangibly mine to command,

now and next moments
that i create,

i will still love like an adolescent,

mixing whatever i have within me simply
with simple-easy to relate;

ask me again, how i know that i love you
i will do my utmost to simply tell the truth

Wearing my black coat and hat
Black shirt, and
Black boots to match
Wearing out the inside of the black nature of my thought come lately
Don't you see where I'm at?

Hunger's got a nose for me

Top twenty money and some concrete trucks
Sitting at the stop  just waiting on the bus
It's raining on the roof which is leaking like a sieve

Seems you want all of my money when all I have is blood and time to give

Hunger's got a nose for me

I'm a resource ranger when the times get rough
Whatever I come home with better be enough,
Sometimes things don't look so bright

I've got a death's head pair of dice in my pocket
For when the times get rough
I've got a gun in my boot
And one on my back
Just in case I leave the yard at night
I like the night
The night is black

Hunger's got a nose for me

Sitting around with some friends of mine
They don't like me all that much
But that's alright
I didn't expect that much of them
Anyway

Hunger's got a nose for them and me
Hunger's got a nose for me.

Wearing my black coat and hat
Black shirt and boots to match
I'm wearing out the inside of the black nature of my thought come lately
Don't you see where I'm at?

Hunger's got a nose for you and me
Hunger's got a nose for me

Weirder and weirder
that's my friend Kiera
I don't know but I like the way she do.
Me.
Like a second wind
like a third chance
she don't sing good
unless you can dance
she come to me.
I.
Prodigy woodwind.