Towards an overwhelming question,
Why is the best inside my vest,
Lifted up like an ocean crest,
Grab the iron gates keys,
Slowly start to glide with me,
Of all things I naught to say, if only a day with you today

The beguile of fruitless denial,
Of sorts deepens the fire of reach,
A torch,
Beneath the low, grave street,
Another reef of lively' beat desire,
A creek a tire,
A liar and please become a person,
That loves like on one's hurting,
And give all you got,
Till whatever you got is enough,
To be certain the grief is gone,
A life worth living on

Silent,
Like the cool moon blanket,
Dreary, like the furnace melting,
Further,
The night mistakes the identity of the lifeless,
Fast,
Growing outside to be, for devils and nightmares of thee,


SHADOWS
Growing, beneath the stairwells,
Last,
First,
Past,
All of the day's aghast' the haze,
For all the sages could now enrage,
The battle of omeui,

BREATHE
She hurry's to the place,
Where she can not only un-decide my person,
But the life of the broken,
Will turn unspoken

GUA
Sun light,
Soft weak and low,
Dying ill manner,
Follows,
The gale of the morrow,
Bestill's all the sorrow,
Of ****'s of the....
Sheep in the life...
On streets with the knife

Tell the overture and underdeveloped maniac to be a carrier,
Of all of the sudden,
Flans' and such,
Gritted, girt, and push,
Keep in like with the ordinance,
Feel the poor drag,
Stem up your cellular brain


****** she wrote,
Tuesday devotee,
Wrapped in conformity and commitment,
Depraved sensual agitations,
For the alone inside

Face the red sky dawn,
South the paw white deer,
Forward the shifting sands and dunes,
Where the sacred beetles stir salt and mud,
Time the black and brown bears as they mark a day,
For only what you are I can be what I am,
It reaches out, forgotten again

alto vuelo

She dampened the sky,
Before he lifts a note again,
The dire fire men of ancient valley mend,
The greater memory broken bend,
Around the drift'ty tree's I tend,
To see the life of thee,
He said,
The time,
They said,
Again I cried,
Forget the special family fears,
A lot of things,
To be said,
About the things said because,
The death and life is nothing special or the life of nothing special,
Without agree again

I've often wondered about'
Days gone by,
Or nights alone,
In the sky


I cannot seem to marry
The divorce of my instincts,
I've fonder the idea,

Of Loves place,
Or face or name,
Jewels around as I call


For you for me,
I cannot be,
Elusive distasteful
surviving boric disease,
Tension and greed

Did you find,
All you were so solemnly looking for,
Did you see the reasons,
Behind the confusion...
Did you know the answers lie in the back's of your eyelids,
Drifting toward a time,
Of frivolous desire,
Towards to initiation of some being,
Sort,
Or...

Did all the life just get suddenly drained from you very essence,
As you are guided,
Or are you guiding?
Who is what you are already?
Is it something more or less than you are?

Velvet,
Thorium,
Potassium,
All poured into a glass spoon,
Teeth, her teeth sink past..
The gears turn,
Making metal noises,


STOP: •
Cries from above,
See the mean fairy dance,
Leaves fall, suddenly I don't know,
How long or how shallow the grave,
Will be

"Remember how the naked soul
Comes to language and at once knows
Loss and distance and believing"

Note excerpt: W.S Merwin

Finally free to converge and confess,
The Love I digress to take or leave,
In my own way and form I think,
For today was lost sadly to a planet,
Eating trecherous meals,
Lonely nights awake fighting,
Illicit mentions,

Forms of being so lost to idea's and
Trusts so real it will cost everything,
Ideas and decisions left untraceable

For I am a cold thought of you,
Before you were as I was
Lost and afraid


We may come to love knowledge our knowledge more than the thing known

Theologia Germanica

From C.S Lewis Weight of Glory

Dry rock and blank pages these are what  I feel

Vague wages and dire ledges these are who I am

Turnkey solutions, vapored positions,

Petric places mournful faces, these are plenty

Much of what I am says who you are

Suppose it's all sullen and weak,
Controlled by the means of our mind,
Selecting my greatest ambition,
To corodially define,

Sol,
Go,
Cre,

Love always


mens gens

Meaning mind tribe in Latin

Home based in ever nested,
Crests of past forms or beings,
Silently forinicate to the darkness

She's not in the view
Or the reason is fewer than
Sight and fell
A shine
Can tell

For the only,
Sense or reason,
I've been in your mind or thoughts,

Greatness flows like the bestowment,
Of collided trusts,
Like a fear slowly clouding your mind,
Or days like never before,

Like joy that has been beckoning,
The birth or revival of thought

On the corner of whatchamacallit,
And prancer-villa
I sense time running north,
To show itself clear,
Without the lie and scandal,

Something showing forth, inner,
Willingness to provide tension
Lessons, to learn or learned by


This I know is clearly shown as friend,
Compare results,
Trade lives,
All the while the shoes are muddy,
And the dancing is clean

Excerpt of Change Begins With a Choice

"Take me back
to the start
The first, the last
the beginning the past
the start is the end
the end is the start
forced by nature to be apart"

Effort making doubts fly
Mark-up fry
Don't let it all,
Special growing thought
Do you know the river falls
Islands places where the Tigers clash,
Year mystery confusion no doubt

Monday Friday
We've come that away
To remember better days
Always

Chasing street light fantasies
In the day time by the Waterloo
Innocent retrieval,
Grafted minds searching together,
For treasures and such,
Aloud the gung **'
Nighttime renniaunce


Sea time and money
Make jokes about honey and coke,
Lifeless fruitless
Without hope

Drop, find, follow, blind,
Chasing, tails, myths, fails,
Different color, breads,
Blend, mold, mend,
Who, Are, They,
Why even stay?
Black Baldness,
Forth,
Demon,
Denied,
Treason,
Reason,
Pleasing,
Da Lord on High

For the great cascade of events,
Slowly dancing, like a windmill masterpiece,
Dying in front, of a decaying stump,
Like a lump, of ole hay,
Besiege the mighty trumpet stead,
Avast the gather ridden chains,
And carry the wayward Son,
Singing, and dancing,
A merry ye' are,
Always forever to chun'

Ice and snow,
Bread and wheat,

Peace inside, death outer,
For truth,
Wisdom,
I found that all I am
Is all I am that

Flowers, ferns,
Wild leaves burn,
Night towns,

Laughter, joy
Grace,
People with reasons

Soft,

Touch, velvet underground

Methods, surviving furnace,

Something, other,

Movement?

Love is...
Grander