old or new,
where's your's -the blanket to love
to care for me,
the sad swirl,
shhh is a lightning's way-
and it made me smile a little.

I can't keep clean, you say you'd hate me
   in the microphone, I screech a howl
all The ways go down I go ouch!  my liver.

You won't stop talking, I keep trying to listen,
I never felt This way down, before
it Showed me, to the silent cow, before thee.

You say you want to see me, in you
you've seen enough, I think, to choke this
The way down, Shows me
the owl whose gaze squeeze never leaves me.

I want to know where're you starring?
you will **** me there, you'd ask me
The way down , Shows me the task
Wow, I've not knelt this way before.

in thy loneliness
my  red antler hotel
my bony legs, a velvet wonder
just a ring and a cape
and a rood of trees stalking me
taking their turn into the milky book
and the lucky ones that did escape me
on her red carpet ashes layer with
everyone else

Before time arrives.

With an idea of tattoo...
Is this your first time?
And you realize
You are being said something Too too young,
To said this is you.

Said means saying
In it's oldest English

THE LAST ADMINISTRATION

From my forbearance, and failure
of warm touch
born Saturday, 3:00 p.m
this date: the moon landing.........now, 18364 days old later

Pay to the
Order ........... ...........$1.77

in some empty Well anywhere
I drop...
from this shell
sweet feelings about being born into it,
a conservative estimate to my mineral contents worth,
a value decreasing with cellular age,
my name used in financial gains or losses by others of it.

...............................Signed, without my mention

Magical friend draw in
  much ? Match stickmen
  Sickly as you can,

When the burnt head threaded is twisting around,

as Is imagined I am
snaps pretty good . . .
                                   .
                                  Today By just a
                                  tricky find
                                  Me just a fish,

For The old man and the sea.

from your many portraits
any kind will do,
and from those with such
a smile is shattering

we continue looking in...
to find what you are
holding onto and drawing
such a thing, as you
and we, are hidden.

You are a Wet lollipop that gets on my skin and it makes me shiver.
I want to see something that is so slimy,
  and I want to get very near to it and feel I am getting sticky
I want to get more on my hands
  or I will feel horrible.

This affirmation doesn't seem to work.

All the white beaches
Are just coral fish  
  Into dive.

My shadow,
a Cast away
seeking sunlit sands
Escaped
his form to follow

purr I'm in a pickle
you are in
my little red type
my mason rubber,  a ring of jars
hide the awes slips, salad perfection
smacks my dilly ****
for lovers only
of my summer sound.

In trees shadow, made out seas, Headlights come on, remember rearview mirror of my eyes
Needed so much attention
I died for you, tears are tires the ocean pulled peeling me.

You got it fast i guess
that's of me

Jobbit super store

Waving fast food on toothpicks

Hero career smooth

Romance is throwing up
Dewey Decimal librarian cards
randomly call out to god
we've landed and lay ontop.

a gift is not truly unless sacrificed

I sleep in sheepish clothing,
   either ways lonely,
in any day, now's going,
   the take's- is a gray.
  
I am nuts and bolts crazy
   to have you-inside-me

and it takes- just a little' crayon
to make up, what's inside you
   or what I likes is the pillO
and to be going withon
life never frightons me
  but always finds

This tag is about perfect mistakes-
what we can only claim to be doing
being wrong, once.

washed
Woke up
knife in my belly
delivered a baby

All the years in me asked
only once did you smile
when I bought you some clothes
but for all those miles
it’s not the clothes
But the uniform  that does the good!
.
All the years Cannot replace
What adulthood
Took away.

To make some money
Except they are broke

hear ye have been a nice rise of wheat,
already your future kids have scythed
the Old Entitlement
what keeps your replacements within these crops,  
and hearse, your arms reach many times  
to help you lay down, here.
These  New Seeds.

The only disease of being man is madness.

It was a place I bought into to replace
a blind spot on the wall,
It came without a lady in waiting.

It reminds me... of when I was talking.
.a benign story covered with a curtain.

Why
I liked to be *******

the , is a weak glass . in your life sentence
and eyes color purplexed and cool, neblastick
colours me, inslides these lines, commands my presents.

gems are cold
like ice in the eye rolling them stones
throne, to the hallways, I go with pennies.

The cat held men  
she was like salt sated
a leopard twitching me
her tail back and forth
operated with dignity but
to such urges Sade's song
was to me
like the Kalahari, who was dining of thirst.

Don't talk to those who can't
Imagine dancing with a wolf,
Trips you up
At twilight.

In my head, dope
picks out
The nothing clap of quick eyes
Paired with a faint hand
  gauking over much-needed else
But steady silent reflection.

To go where, she asks,
to make her swoon;
get lost to find it- to map the territory
and in tearing with shears
wronged it going inside her terror!

Why I am too quiet
                                 maybe can't be  anymore.

Sometimes
Whatever happens next.

Is Why an extension exists
Because you can't reach deeper
And how necessary is Sympathy
Is just long enough, and the depth is your crisis.

I only know about getting together and or breaking up.
It's like ice either way
I need something else.
A warm feely stat!
Just a hug ****

Just trying to connect to
Hearing them
write and then see.  
New Bff

Uh be bla beep eek

listen like thieves
is good each Irish ******
and trip to Killarney
the perfect pour running over
amid Jameson whiskey
full of pride, the people the country
wonder how that
blonde devil inside
lives without suicide!

before what we couldn't bare to watch
a lonely naked humiliation
long drew-out tortuous end
exhaustion suffocation
no longer able to raise itself
a last breath horribly imagined
anonymous names of recruitment literature.

always for moving
cup show me my sympathy
to reach the real and gather
work my finger and nails
each energy has been made
physically move the tides by fire
throw up to sky, earth and water
who the others attracted magnetics have

Dear November 7th at: 2:30 pm
place your guts future man five year plan,
I am asking to borrow  
my last saves past work
I dedicate 7&7 renamed
a will to drink you up and in.

to simplify our togetherness
I've become indifferent
to accenting until the end,
I'm necessary and make a difference.
  We only scratch the surface
just long enough
to escape waking up,
in each other's arms
mourning our struggle with you landing on my face - a cruel mistress is science.-
As a just punishment,  I block the sun on occasion, eclipse your heart;
and push for a motion.  
the ocean is to forever erase your footprints.

That there's nothing wrong with you is wrong with you.

Blue fun metal

roughly ground pushes us on
To release a 35 pounder we just caught- a baby carriage-
the lake was its home.

Denied drawing - God
Paused the ashes I tended
    as just -  a dark mode.

Curly hands
the second you spot me
In with
old people playing chess
Nevermind
I've become part of pattern of life.

Come poet laureate,
   define where is a hill we must fly to;
come between the fresh clear stream- song of me
and the grey downy matter no longer seen;
   call where are the cotton woods
that you lend its own silk too-

  the times did look you down
when we gathered in a great northern mass
and we dialed back the ways to heaven
and little by little died in the same way
within the lake full of our own feathers.

Come Laureate where up on the *hilt of gander lays.

how many times must I ask why
the snow birds fly
nor the girls draw me water\at the Christian college

Almost free before the same dream i
Come to the door to come out.

the dance to end
kings and queens don't step aside
and I stood a line for this.

we had our chance
so I make room for someone else
and I stood in some line for this.

with human resolve
for every death they promised to cure
and I stood in a line for this.

and for my children's children to survive
when I couldn't bare to have to see them here
I stood in that line for this.

places I go fill
crows ring my ear circling
belly's laughing sore.

...

a shadow
is rejoiced when it fades
given it a right to the gloom
coming in in all directions
normally unmagnificent
  it plays and blows with kisses,
to drive the after light away!
and with doing so
made it different.

impressive to look at
so fly were the stars, we drag a line,
we are the sheer terror pack
to never leave behind.

Clippings of them are not needed so I toss in
To See what's maybe in my own Thoughts.