these feelings bleeding
  ******* of Spirit

these emotions swimming
  indecision is winning

help me --
  i've got no mission

help me --
  i'm full of rivets

i'm all broke within
  my insides

these thoughts crawling
  further away from god

you cannot help my situation
you cannot lift the skies
you cannot breach the walls
    of where my Soul has
    gone to die

help me --
   i'm waking up drowning
help me --
   i'm too complicated

And these feelings bleeding
  a ******* of my Spirit

:: 09-28-2018 ::

"i" is Atlas holding up the World.  

  A permission granted by the writer
of letters.  

And 'i' never shrugs as it does not
have the writer's license to do so.

For if it did the mnemonic rule of
'i before E, except after C' could
not exist.

Weird!  <--very weird!

:: 09-26-2018 ::

Once upon a time
I looked up there
for a chance to find my God
but the attic was empty  
so i lose.

Now my name's Forgive Me
Now your name is Forgive You
where do we run to
when all's exposed?
Where do we go now
when the sun has lost
it's giving light?

Now my name's Forgive Me
if you can remember this
So Bow down eternity tonight.

i bought a bonsai tree for free
placed it in the attic
and now have God.

IT'S within the wine  
it's in the news
it's within everything
we love and sometimes lose.

And my name's Forgive Me
And your's -- "I Forgive You."

:: 09-25-2018 ::

Holy is the feeling of you  with  me
  marching through life  with me
Struggling with me / some can shine
some even fly and some can slay time

  but all these feelings of mine
  allow me to cure pain
  to endure the bite of my Mind
  
  When you're with me
  beside me and not
  against life you're
  with me /. Marching through Life
  with this heartbreak called RUIN.

:: 09-25-2018 ::

DO not weep for me   tonight
the streets are sleeping
and stars singing their light.

Forgive the clouds you see
some days they weep for you
but in secret feed the trees.

If the world should express
emotions of compassion
it should be for Love;

the language of Things
Great and Small.

:: 09-25-2018 ::

SOME through the brain
in much Dismay i will say
but my thoughts first
  through my heart --
is how my own Life  
governed by Soul
on this and every day

For some a prison
by thoughts

  whose fears as bars
  and regrets like walls

i say best to greet mentation
through Love and Spirit
first and foremost of all!

:: 09-26-2018 ::

THE severed line of life!
My spirit sealed;

i was away in death and
of no human fears;
and so many hands
that could not feel
touched my earthly
years

a constitution
  of empty chairs
  silent motion or force
  the heart never saw;
  brought by bounty
  eternally diurnal's course
  of tears, fears, and screams

i too was dead when alive

:: 03-03-2015 ::
:: Rev:  09-22-2018 ::