Everything is fine with the perfect gift,
Of the universe so perfect,
Perhaps more than we expect,
the lights on that we can quit,
romantic love to hear in a dark night,
stars shine all right...

oh.., yesterday gone forever,
future want a lift to get your hands,
violinist in the past support hardly fever,
university of the universe with no commands,
sun, paradise color of a golden brown hair,
Universe unknown , United but not fair. ..


back in time to go to eternity,
with no fear of death,  but totally free,
Universe unknown for human mind,
infinite,  unknown for mankind.


Victor Marques

my emotions
are bone scaffolds;
too weak and old,
keep on breaking,
keep on fixing,
disappointed, unloved,
overdosed with anesthesia,
a disaster in finding a cure
for this dementia

I had a full head of hair and you.

When I woke I had neither,
as the grey frost light
scoured my eyes true awake
I found other lies of the subconscious
hadn’t taken as hard
as your pretend shape

no real surprise, I guess,
but that doesn’t make me hate it less

toothpicks
in a bowl of milk
ready

to be lashed
together
into a raft

to sail down
a river
literary or otherwise

literally

a litany
of possibilities of where
this vessel

could go

I’m famous for procrastination;
I put things off til almost too late
And then I rush to get things done.

Well I’ve really done it this time.
The Church bake sale is tomorrow
I’ve promised them eleven cakes.

I’m famous for my Yum-yum cakes,
Rich with fruit and coconut.
They sell like hot dogs at a fair.

The ingredients are all lined up -
They only lack the blending
But my mixer just froze up and died.

So now I’m really in a mess
No time to go and get repairs
I’ll have to do it all by hand
And I will go stir-crazy.
ljm