Like a moonbeam
Brighter than the Daystar,
I am blinded by
Woman in a soft
Midnight garden;

When the day kisses
The night,
The light is weeping.

I walk alone.

The soul with no
Absolution
Is an infinite impossible.
My throat caught
In a tearful choke,

The missing song
Under the sun
Is the Moon's tender
Presences.

Love escapes
Into a masked misunderstanding,
Another misunderstanding
Hides the Father in me
Under this misguided wing

I quiver under a fools blade,

I love like a child
Lost in a forgotten story,

Missing.

I thought we could
Live off the land and our love.

Because I love you
I must be away,
I cannot be without you.

Someone please **** money,
Audacity in a bottled heart,
And what a fantastic
Thing it would be
To only need your love!

I cannot live in this world
If loving you is all I need.

A distant shadow looks,
The man rides to and fro.

A glance at the missing,
A Father's wind.

The moon in their eyes,
The limping love,

All I see
Of the two moons,

Clouded skies
With trickles of moon
Beams,

I cannot live in the sky.

A splinter in nature's flesh,
Blood in the four winds.

Four winds
Scented in the morning.
Carnivore in day,
Four winds, wounded night.

A wound in nature's flesh,
Humanity's blade.

The sun round about
Turn.

Night teases with other
Days in other places.

The sun under alien skies,
Night carrying distant days.

Wading,
A miracle in the water

There in the distance
A star sinks elongated

One life,
Sailing seven days

Seven seas blue
From a sky too far to sail

Dark waters
Under enveloped storms

Why sink
When floating in the air,

Just below
Above the sky of the sea?

Seven seas
I will never drink....

Life waters.

I'm up with the down,
Friction of the chi,

    Balance in the chaos,

Spoken like

WORD

     Prism  owl
Moon shape
Blood shot
And words just speak,

Spoken

Like the wings of a flutter fly,
Clip the wings,
          Utter die,
******* I
     Am feeling
Like a mad Lora Lee,
    Inspired cordially,
Notoriously Ded and risen,
Hate it love it,
    Specters of the prison

Self .......help

And I'm feeling me,
On my feet
Life not kneeling me,
Onion layers,

Words

Peeling me,
Dealing me out
Because I'm poetrys *****,
Yea I said it,
You read it,
Never regret it,
Fetish for word.....spoken,

Feel me.