Grass groomed by Vitamin D.
Rude boys wear Tiger’s golf gear, crispy.
Each day we wake replacing “Angry”
Ether & beer for Trees.
No longer in a funk, or drunk, fallen asleep.

The indigent trail of pup tents

Like a pox on the face of infrastructure,

Plastics, acrylic, steel and stone,

Bag ladies & Panhandled husbands

Outside they call it home,


Down alley and the darkened

Beat all walk

Yellow brick roads, skid rows,

Littered with points…


Tossing Bones, reading runes,

It screams nothing good

Becomes

This / Husk of the blinked

The zombie-fied existence

Unliving / the homeless

Dead,

         Still, the heart is where

Loss finds shelter

We are belongings with heavy longing

Fallen

Down the rabbit hole

Down alley and the darkened beat

We’re caught

Wide surprised eyes in headlights,

In the riptides of the streets

So often open

With the heat of its nights

They **** just to smoke...

black crystal joints

W T F

A Graveyard of points.

More torso than legs,
A short strong drink of a man.
Frothy mug of beard

I am she
Who compliments & completes
The dream-lover and wishes
Made when he is asleep.
I am she

Who suffers the most,
Giving birth, cradling ghosts,
As the crone or maiden
(Once and always)
Sister, mother, daughter, wife.

I am she
Who waits through the night.
I am she
Who equals the strength
Of his light.

"See me with your loving eyes,
See me more than the tears I've cried!"

I am she
Who is willing
To go with him to war,
Not as a man but as his equal
(I'm soft, yet hard)

I am she
To whom he'll give his heart
I am the tunnel's bright end
I am where
The family starts,
The ******* which nurse small men.

I am she
The twin,
The Juliet,
The Goddess divine!
I am she
Who deserves the same
in life, and for all time.
(Peace be…)
I am she
I am you
I am her
I am the one besides
And inside
She is I…
The romance in the dress,
Patient Partner to the ends,
Tiny dancer on the floor
I am
The one who loves you
Forever &
Evermore.

Our Inner City’s
Wilderness of steel and stone.
We are strangers lost

Like “Connect The Dots,”
Rorschach ink blots, shapes of clouds,
Mind maps the Heart’s drive.

Linger, loiter longer
Leviathan,
These Lovelorn Lanes Fast
with lustful highs …
Fly
Farther, furthest, way Far away
To Starlight
/sweet nothings,
Interstellar sighs of space/ time
Feel
/the Empty /pain
/bleed.

Except great expectations’ need
To accept, expecting none
It’s Not for reflecting / empathy
To tragedy then forgetfulness,
On purpose
Life’s strange viscosity
Motions forward….

Oh monstrosity!
Wishful obsessions, stiff upper lip...
The Silent servants’ musk,
Aftermath of drunken trippin’
The rush of us who trust, slippin’
On the white,  
               snowfall man melts
The poles and hell rains down,
Hush now, The storm hither comes...
Torrential

The colossus of silence beyond
Jupiter’s red eye
The yearnings surpassing blood,
The gargantuan greed
The need for love
Some are On sale  
A Commerce for feeling
        Galvanized
The Giant
Drowning in his Whale Songs
    moonlighting the deep...

The Anglerfish
Amidst the pitch cold vastness
Go there
The other ocean
The infinite canvas
             The Void of space,
Deep Emotions pace
Times asleep & awake
            elsewhere
Swims my assuaged dreams,
All of thee:
Makers bright,
Meteorites brief
The flash of freefalling lights
Like my hollow heart’s leap:
           Blind,
           But for a feeling,
The monster that I trust.

Leviathan.