I do
With No bleed
Or lawn to feed
But her craziness sweet jane.

Life Huge. I give you. Life
You will give me your life

Tempted by" In God we trust" sometimes seen on legal tender?

Why are we not really  putting our trust in An infinite God
For our spiritual  matters
rather than our finite $$elves.


For we are now on a different basis; the basis of trusting and relying upon God.
I am not to put strange gods like $ money before Him
Money is not the problem
I'm the problem and people without IT!

oh! pay my bills when I have no bank account or place to live without a rental deposit, 1st Months rent, and a liveable  wage or without economic disparity placed before me, or secure health care or SSI for my so called disability
oh that!
I will gladly choose that God who can possibly manage all these non spiritual
Masters!

We are in the world to play the role He assigns. Just to the extent that we do as we think He would have us, and humbly rely on Him, does He enable us to match calamity with serenity.

maybe it was just all that I could love
and pull you around me or maybe
you just could fight less
and I lowerd that dagger in thee
as a big mac?

grateful to be sober

what it's like to make your memories go away.
    You can make new ones.
Noone  can save my life
     I'm not what your looking for.

Witch is good  sickness in an old house
Stay in bed naked
  sweat it out
Say, " until you Burn me at the stake"

Look. Sweet eno.
Life in the back of a police car

Purity, peace, happiness
Wisdom, bliss and LOVE

But life erodes & dilutes
Our true inner soul energy to travel! To Sweden.

The cherry-blossom petals,
      without so much as a hint of struggle,
will release themselves to the most gentle of breezes
      as if their very purpose is to fall,
   and gather with each other in a worse for wear dented pout
Far far faraway.

I breathe hard and like reading a menu
Waiting for a waitor
Write my script on a napkin.
It's hard to listen
When you're staring at someone

A dont try
I can't
Uk kiss or wait for you
To answer phone calls
I have new interesting clothes you wanna see?
if I call you in july
Please pick up but
Before December.

Grumblely little feet and smooches volcano,
I love you

Your Cosmos.
captures stars In my eyes.and wanting to die in the earth
the force is with me
I am one with the force,
its a Waiting Lover elegant to show me

Luggage behind bikes
Beards on Shirtless men homeless
Small backyard campouts

You and I can declare like myself his human will had failed that God can do for us what we cannot do for ourselves unless we can admit our complete defeat.

In ordering a new world to be lifted before each other,
There is no more original power in sin or in him than there is in me at this minute unless we can offer our suffering up for such an impossible tasks ahead if us.

Shout the greatest tidings of such wars over our  burnt offerings of which God is better pleased to receive between Cain or Abel.

At This time I would ask to help my brother with what is here in each of our hearts the choicest of the flock and the fattest spring time meats.

Running the bases
Tag anyone who can give
intelligence once.

To love,
To hope,
To these fire ambers,
And to all the
kelly green
For my love,
I left you there,
In Ireland.

There are two types of men,
Who pass me bye:
And those women with
Their babies
On their arms.
They were either beasts of the field
Or fools for the aire,
Crossing the sea –
Burning their own house down –

And to the time, we took them in
And to the time, we took to notice them
And to that runaway train
We began
We were armed on the line
at the stone church.

To our Irish grandparents
who Did too, on the old homestead
So none could go live there ever again.
And a black bird sad
Sang to the dead at night
We all were just waiting for
That moment again, to arise.

So here comes Johnny walker
And here he comes waling at these walls
Going about, walking about or
On a walk about…

If rather go walking
than to the front-line?
With these red stained linens
With lions and for our some crown
go Broken, for that is the only way home!

like that there: in Ireland…
like A cashbox in the field we just found!

As a shark, we grab, she sparks a domestic quarrel;  she thinks me a fool, but the liveliness to get some, makes me feel virile,
                 and this land, she is nomadic.

With this consent,
        It's
  conceived throughout one
       to Be,  
nothing or empty.

Middle of being

      down, my soft shod creator  

[Muted[((( walks back clouds

my cracked tail light
and i just came from
hanging out with a friend
you tell me you smell something
and it's a test at 3:30 a.m.

but it's a just procedure
and i feel , "i'm good" and
I am
2 do the" toe-to-toe balance

and arguing will not save you
because we are together

my man
counting the exact #
thirsty day of such the breath-a-lizer
and desire to work

He's dieing

If you laugh
I will
Blub blub blub in hell

been so alone, never could make you
a friend,
*** always made each of us, an anomaly.

Let's throw this
I'm corners glad
And let's get off

way down the runway
we go
undercover
a desert every mile
you mark me with your smile
pulling that ring onto another
flattop highway
and this  backseat spring meant for no other.

of Girl land I think, I will name this; it’s not allowed or to hang such things in my own kitchen, the old man desires have become so common.   She can be a woman inside and that is to remain and hold me.

I bought this picture and hung it up- the wizard of oz
it does makes ME feel weird that it is a picture of someone so young and long ago. sad ART ? Because I’m, who I am right now, wanting that type of girl to feel better when I’m sooo old. Anger would it be so bad, when I am with people like her or others, with their fresh memories of Summer-

I pretend not to feel any of the fear when the rejection of life comes. And it starts to make me feel weird. What if I try to put up a nice picture of companions together?   is that what we call them?  the scarecrow, tin man, and lion? And what if it’s in my own desires to become like that, in mind?  But this is not when it’s truly not actually happening before my eyes.

Soon June, you are gone in the Summer, the girl, not the Season, and under your skin, this girl she reminds me of that.  And that it’s not going to be dark again, here in Kansas, when Winter comes or when I am older later, and older later and later.

I will have survived and never succumbed to another Season and in June.   Who is She is in my August and September?   That's o.k. if I don't know is what people think. I've no need for their approval or imprisonment.   I've got enough LOVE to go around me and Toto.

Don't wait
How quiet beautiful
Just do it
Don't wait

I.d.'diction is the eye just obsessing-
super ego's identity, it's a powerful myself
fixated I dream to out live all others
Our reality is what it costs us.

thin up, thin up, charlottel's web  
   lil pig'spanked, I'm fully yours

my devinedthin  wafer delighted by fire

flickering youth lick them, write  them, then chisthel my nithel...
   we where them rhinestone buckle button flies?

dear, my handsthome lil' itch face,
Bacon is a good label as No Name brand.

i drove myself home
it feels more like home every time i come here
the duck on the gravel river bed
shaking off its water

silt has retired the old place
higher every time I open the cabin
I didn't forget to bring the beers
how many miles can compare
to the connection this nature
a creek
a sanctuary
far from wild
just wild
as little kids ever could
just stagger into the woods.

recruit/join, dear john, pulling us into, the one,
to take my spit, pulled me up, to do pull-ups
plopped me into the field's rain
severed from common man, ran
summed up in His calls to wild  
throws up pages into fire, trips
as the old rub, did to it, once, bounce.

therein, it lies, a rose-barb'sharp arm
     who captures the iron;
tickles or can be called to trickles.

~Where such numbers cannot try the cause let
My thoughts be ******, or be nothing worth!~WS

2/27         6 : 3 0  AM       8 : 0 0 PANDA           1 1 : 0 0 AM
     Hello  /  hands upon the wheel  /   an eel  good time

*tokyo >
Hey, roll roll hotel into madness ?            < *shen lady sadness
joy rise in >                                                           give up yo vow save yo city mojo.
What does that mean?                                   < Her man
                                                            ­        ..., grabs yo self a  beer.

My last gummie ate
    soothe heart aches,
******* street vibes
     hide out antics,
witchcraft for ghosts,
     slam down popcorn
Tubi fans friend me.

food can we comprehend
100, 200, 2000 years I  have not seen
till this middle age
and lay my hungry for execution
I can see the waste is just me....
I have no use for food
without it providing a space to know me.

The time a old neighbor tells me of their cat...
And a neighborhood Theif takes my stuff
 that's ok
because I can buy new things,
But I can't buy back my time.

To the farmwork maybe or church or just stand outside I haven't a clue what to do or which day is the Lord's day?

From every day forward,  Lott's of family drives are to escape cities
the concrete blondes burning to get away from the long sleeps.

Happenings by the Hour.

Emerald flora,
Puerto Rico kisses- tore' tore'
Conquistadora.

Here is the ground,      stand up in it,
and tie to the re-placement of it,     notes over time presses it
flows out eruption,
   be a leaded no. 2, pencil inside,  
tied to a tree,  
\diamonds\ th'are A-girl’s best song,  all them hungry eyes swoon
  become eclipsular,
yourself to yourself motiveAtion, never becomes,
One with the Volcano: the , shoots up.
grow all ways, your early roots. were just and are spectacular.

Noone else made me feel
As you do Place a star on my cheek. The Rock band experiences message,
  wants your kiss to push.

we are the lucky ones,
getting off now and playing
upon the field and what's to come.
   the Forever ,
thank God for you it is going to be over soon.

I'll remember your rookie card,
when just 21,
my lil gang and me,
and we all signed it,
from Joe, from atop of the World Trade Towers,
Caught us in that flight,
with best regards for our Bazookas and Bubblegum.

I'm waiting for you

Volunteer The earth
His destroyed by the all-to-many, but it's nothing to **** anyone, because  I'd be the first.

reach in teacher, a wake behind the lashes
    you're liking struggles
to knock those who cling to the rocks, until asked,
to be torn from the daylight
    you are becoming, like an outsider
and you light the candle as a part of me
or let them parish.

Isaiah. Says bow much
Real teens watch & stop the game
I hung in a tree, I broke a rib
I laid across my my my my
This is what I want to pay for it.

Surfs her grannies sticks
Powders bits of chalk cued licks
  trick shots off the bank

How was your new years Eve
As we get older they may
Not have one
Since their butts
Have moved
To their front.


lan·guid

adjective
1.
(of a person, manner, or gesture) displaying or having a disinclination for physical exertion or effort; slow and relaxed.
"they turned with languid movements from back to front so as to tan evenly"

Zipper  lipper  clicks
Spins ballet in snack size sqeeze
    Off rim buzz ins luck

smile at who you are
strangers Turning around me
Everybody down on the corner
Seems so far away.

I am sorry, to forgive  
who moved your flower
to push your knees apart to know.

in thy choir, I wrote to kneel-
When we met in thy vespers hour -

and in the between
your feasts were great
and we kissed  the greats of choir.

I left not one wounded man behind.
toward the darkness of notes I go.

At the edge skirts
of Our Town I
black sharpee marked it
pop. - 1;
thrown to the dust

science named (scratchin myheadulus)
   circa duh dynasty,  of lordship
homevalley ties it up somewhere
between this is not over... near the dog dish
Q'smArtsalots
circular table of embarrassed posts
plain tiffs  de centralized combats
questions and rebuttals