Take this useless tongue of mine
I am merely a passive observer in this game we call Life
              All ideal;
                            No action
Egress my soul through the impenetrable  fortress
               splitting a difference between the realities
                    of Hip and Loneliness. I find my spirit
                              obscured within the latter realm.

                                    Take this loveless heart of mine
I am merely a conquistador's familiarity with failure
            it beats in rhythms;
                               consider it a charity
Descending from the heavens of my imagination, a
              radiant lioness swifts into my being and lifts
                     above...above into El Paraiso Del Deseo
                                   It's time to unfurl these eyelids


1-30-13

"Thou whose eyes unopened and unable to see
Still finds his one love, oh how can it be?"
"No need for these eyes when you have an open heart
Unfurled sight is what keeps two loves apart"

"Thou blind one, how did it come to be?
Two in one love, please explain this to me"
"Oh dear friend, to me, my love came
Heart encased in sorrow's ice, melted by her flame"

"Thou one whose heart is as open as the sea,
  How tender the love held by you and she?"
"Our love, I hold, like her soft, gentle hand
Intwined together, as is grass to the land"

"Thou deafened one who chooses only to see,
How much quality in the love, held by the hands of thee?"
"My love comes and goes like a migrating dove
How can I change to unsatisfaction of my love?"

"Thou one with no sight can show you to be
As loyal, caring, and loving as he
So learn to use your heart over eyes
Or else each love after the next is bound to capsize."

Mad Woman;
             aiming finger through the sky:
    "Eclipse!
     Eclipse!"
These stubborn eyes
reject.
        Deaf
            by decision.

             Abruptly,
       rays of light
bring me
an Optical Intervention.

     Solar Father
     Lunar Angel
     Earthly Prophet
Perfectly Aligned.

RUN-RUN-RUN
     I am in desperate
                    need of a
                               friend.
RUN-RUN-RUN
      Dark Moscow Streets
                        to the
                             Sunny Beach's End.


                 Pedestrian inquiry is of no assistance.
                                Lost Friend.

                                 Just Wait.

                                    ....


              From the void of Nowhere;
my friend,
               my oh so hip friend,
falls into scene:

             "Where art thou
               eyes descending
               behind those
               opaque shades
               on thou face?"
                      and
               before  any
                latter
       thought,    a
  cold
cry   falls
from
the     sky.

   "Eclipse!
    Eclipse!"
These stubborn eyes
perceive
            nothing
                       up above

                          but the
              reflecting eyes
of none other
than my one-and-only friend.

(12-29-12)

emptiness floating on a soft breeze;
         gently sweeping the surface,
                   the world is ingested.

envy, the one wholly pure remnant,
         is sacredly held by the breeze;
                   it becomes everything.

proceeded by greed of the empty,
            the worldy consumption is
                  everything as nothing.

existence is jealousy alive within a
            gust of melancholy winds,
                     sifting through the

infinte abyss of everything that is
            whole; the entity of true
                     whollyness residing

within the boundaries of all that
           is confined by emptiness:
                everything as nothing.



logic and analysis aren't existent.
        time rests in nowhere land.

                             envy is god.

*may the lord repent me for my sins?