Without
even trying
she spills the sky
all over
the floor of my home.
Watching
fat oak swell into
nothing,
dripping splintered
gust is
just a pet away.
Sitting
In the corner in a quiver
Until you go.
And if I may
Can I ask you to
burn it again?
I haven't learned a thing
That's not about you.
And if I forget it -
read this in a
Bad mood.

I coulda cried
for years that day.
Somehow I knew from
Then on that nothing would
Be new from
Then on.

No halves or (black)holes
Or holy ghosts.
No use in using words,
Before too long the words
Were using me.

Bye.

Shaken past consideration on my way to never again,
Once more toes break and bend to send away for better air.
Tethered to forever by force of will or won't you believe it.
Feed my limestone stomach with the bitter bigots loneliness.
Crash, amnesia..
Oh just forget it.

Didn't know it wasn't new
But now
I do what I must.
Always knew I would get old
To you.
One me is enough.
Do you please thank me to leave ?
If you
Take it all, I'll give it up
And trust the trust.
We must endure.
We are pragmatic,
By instinct.

The humor flies right over heads,
Like leaves off trees much too overgrown.
Quick to shoot and stab in darkness,
Naked kitchen table manners,
Plastic flaccid people actors,
Vacant star shaped locket
Picture frames a blackmail recipient.
Forget your names for heavens sake.
Preface to my new face in tastelessness,
Fragrant little boomer baby.

On a serious note
I'm just playfighting God,
Ring around my iris
Flightless little bird,
Bereaved and slaughtered at a daffodil's foot.
Correct me if I'm right,
Sense was made without me here.
Into sleep I sink,
I can feel the brink approaching.
Stalking through aneurysms bane veil, Dripping dream and stink
and hope.
Blind, naive, native, childhood hope is all I am.
I'm living,
I'm livid,
I'm living,
I'm livid,
I'm living,
I'm livid.