If I could be as sweet and nice as I want to
be I  might make sick all of  humanity
I might make all of you high
talking about this world I dream of
where love is free there on the streets
food is words wine is flowing
no one is hungry and starving
we look at the unshaven
and the people with soils
the same as  looking in the mirror
or the shine of a silver spoon
all of  us as mighty
worthy of a hug
and kisses are of the quality
and frequency as the
complaining *******
bellowing out get a job
I have a job
a life
and a temporary position
trying to live up to the
biblical saying
do unto others
it seems the most religious are the
most deaf
and the richest the least generous
I have no proof
but my eyes
and hands on kind of ****
wisdoms. 'Scuse me
I need to relax.
Come with me,
the downtrodden.

I meant something you did not
understand
I thought of people standing around
in a circle sharing love
not for you to literally kiss off, like kiss
my *** or anyone elses
*** or anything on them,
kiss off was figurative
like a symbol for the whole world singing
that Coke commercial,
remember that?
And how for a second you
got a warm *** feeling inside
when you saw it,
or a sweet puppies face,
seems we have empathy a'plenty for a dog
in hardship then we do for people
so how's about a kiss for me,
or the vagabond on the corner,
or the mom with five kids and no old man
or the forgotten old man or woman,
****,
we are all ******* ,
you know it?

I was one of those who should have been left to daydream
and more than that, positively encouraged to do so
who knows what I could have dreamt up by now!

Kinetic vibrating light
a vortex eating itself
Mankind stumbles on.

Bits of me settle on every surface
I can look back in time
run my finger through my skin
leave graffiti in my wake.

I believe in cooperation
and I achieve it all the time
mainly by staying solitary.

what does it all mean?
please can I get a ticket?
to ride your new machine?

postscript ; they were all eaten by the big poetry ripoff before the machine
made out of cardboard left the planet. RIP Confused dead poets blasted into the evaporating nothingness.

It's a Black horse
You can't deny it
Pins you real good
It's so quiet
Gaining Kingdom
Prime lymph node real estate
Late night cold shakes
Tried to hide it

It's a Black horse
Novv let's ride it
Beast is tiring
As it's striding
Losing Kingdom
Bring the chemo
&& **** this black horse

Inside: rot,
      outside: youth,
                        a black heart;
                              beating just for you.
          You love the man
          under the mask;
           that ghost vvhom nobody else knovvs.
This front rovv seat to the cogs:
I trust you in degrees,
that leave me exposed to your fancies.
Cut me open; non gingerly,
tonight.