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distant lovers face each other
and rest in time’s apartment
find me a sword
and i’ll cut you a path through the forest
dripping with dew
and our hearts are pumping
hunted like nightmares
with landscapes passing
treasures discovered under your campsite
eyes like the night
what a terrible sight
just as we were sitting down to dinner
love is busting its bones
and roses are thrusting through the stones
i am alone and hustling in the snow
dreams of snowboards and tiny mountains
while lions in your bed are cuddling with you
i saw you last night by the edge of that dream
against the car you were standing
we hugged and my heart jumped
and nearly skipped a beat
i lost control and a guitar fell
you said don't worry but i was ashamed
so i removed my clothes and hid beneath your skin
naked flesh leapt quickly
from the edges of our imagination
you were a breath i couldn’t catch
nor hold onto
and if you ever decide to come back
i’ll surely hold you to my chest for a minute
and let you enter my blood
loud as thunder with stars burning
dreams can be such terrible foreboding
music is blooming
and plumes of smoke
are looming on the horizon
sidelines are bustling
and the diner is hustling
and we all feel overwhelmed
show me the ancient fingerprints
as we listen to the sound
of women screaming
her eyes are like lightning
and there is fire in her chest
our teepees have rusted in the wetness
so ****** a penny between the rails
and watch it fall into the well
wishes are abundant
but we often fail to remove
these plundered treasure chests
his arguments are not about the weather
on his face are the frozen eyes of death
this hunger is nothing new
so look at me and i’ll smile
i'll swallow the starched collar
and scents of old perfume
for god is grooming you
removing your stains
and painstakingly spending his time
trying to make you happy
so for once in your life
please remind yourself
that its alright to be grateful
i contemplate the fate of eternity
i exist therefore i am
i see god
in the slightest flower
in the meadow we removed our clothes
and i resisted your interrogation
sit back and let love enter the station
join hands and realize the grandness
of all this amazement
you demand equal rites and wages
but first you must face the stage
of entitlement and grandiosity
with eyes wide open
you write poems that quickly fade
like flames in yesterday's basement
an unhappy mind is behind the times
and all touch is blind without compassion
so make way for a new day
as we pave the way for our future
all beings are being held captive
by nature’s attractive opera tower
her eyes are fire
gliding on the wind
they simply begin to spiral
i remain invisible to you
you touch me in your lust
as houses are dismantled
and bodies sold for furniture
its a total scramble
that requires no preamble
children sample this silliness
when chili is for dinner
i am weak and ready for the winter
you lift the hunger further away
i drift like water into slumber
wherever it is we lay
you inspire me with poetry
i am likely to fall asleep
but keep on talking anyway
it might just be the thing
to help me with my feelings
and let me sort them out
i remove the usefulness
and replace it with your doubt
she ruined my world
with her beauty
i was turned upside down
and tuned-in to a different station
all my life came shattering on top of me
the moment i saw her face
and that was just the start
of the total annihilation that followed
these escapades are brutal
as all your attempts at love are fatal
so lets just let it run its course
before we are filled with more remorse
so what's the point anyway
if we aren't listening we may be destroyed
are there examples of a love this rare
please come show me your secrets
or at least give me a reason
to despise something
more than our punctuation
i am always running
somewhere else is often where i am
so if you want to find me
then you better start moving
come on my peripatetic followers
dance the dance of yesterday's liberation
life does not wait for anyone
especially not for this group
of middle-aged single losers
you pursue your own direction
love is an election
where all parties must have a vote
we return these old books
and fuse them into new looks
you redirect your vision
and suspend judgement
for a single minute
lets just look at each other
i see such wonder
its funny how you try to deny
that light is blind but not alive
then please show me the eye
that holds no duality
embraced within your own shabby clothes
drink the fireplace in and out through your nose
cross-eyed women eat a lot of chicken
while symbiotic brothers deny
that they blindly love their father's ghosts
and you are sordid like a cat
now i'm glad we got that sorted out
give an ounce of fat and you’ll get a pound of muscle
students take tests in bottomless basements
and are trained to use sandpaper for dusting
some of whom immediately fail examination
solely because their faces are too **** stubbly (ugly)
i shudder at the thought of stopping in the middle
so remove the dissonant fiddle and sit indian style
as riddles are permutations of words
that are sometimes thousands of years old
and gone are the shovels that we use to dig up our souls
your headaches are baked like pound-cakes in the dirt
indecent muffles were heard thirty miles west of earth
hesitate and you’ll die, so rise up and learn to fly
undress the legacy that keeps you chained to lies
this fire is hot and so is your disguise
strategies are as strange as fiction
and i deflect your indecisive missiles
with perfect vision crystallized
and then compounded like coal into diamonds
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