Lips of intrusion and confusion
Concubines and cantaloupes
Sometimes it all goes south
Coveting our pleasure
We destroy our souls
Branded with talent
Love is rare these days
I used to run from my own desires
Now I face the fire with a steady gaze
Come bless my heart
We define the sounds of silence
And are minding our own eyes
As Pharaohs moan
Far away the vultures wait
I place my nose in your open mouth
And hover in the sunset
For now we call each other names
And say the things
Of which we won't be proud tomorrow

No need to drift away or dismiss you
You are not going anywhere
Here to stay you remain as close as my body
Your lips pressed to my skin I feel where you fit in
I am ready to stray in the shades of your symphony
We awake in limitless wonder as the thunder rumbles
We drown in laughter all too familiar
I observe the faces of welcomed falsehoods
All the systems that agree to disagree
Yet we still somehow believe in infinity
Life is love beyond the scope of our identity
So sit back and smile at the infinite perplexity
We are bewildered and filtered through our ego
Shadow shrouds and then tries to hound you
Why are we proud of the crowds
Who never move or think to refuse our gratitude
They just bruise themselves
With the truths they borrow but can’t uphold
We are bold like the gardens
Financed in the autumn
Love is warm like a pool in summer
We are tumbling down barren hillsides
I found my anima and now she guides my mind
Yet there is more death here
Than anyone could ever hope
To put a rhyme or reason to

We remain motionless
And a portion of me knows
That I am already insanely famous
So come close and face it
We are infinite silence
As if art were all magical islands
And infinite forests
Histories of violence and tornadoes
Escape our lingering kisses
We resist the finish lines
And make lists of all the lullabies
You've ever had sung to you
In deep sleep we dream
Of trips to the amazonian rain-forests
Hunting for magic carpets
We keep returning
To the exact same pages
That we've always started on

We are intimate as a movie
When you are cuddling against my spine
I am farther than the arrow
And closer than the floor
In the middle of your chest
There is a place that I adore
In my meditations I seek no consolation
No need for form or matter
We are merely vibrations and insinuations
Masquerading in all our roles and places
What a profound vision
Or was it perhaps a visitation
Infinite limits require no invitations
Why not film it all and make a movie
So many children, so little beauty
We are pulling our own legs
In the hopes of one day getting taller

We wallow in our muddy shadows
Complacent lawyers and bureaucratic arrows
While all this fallow land lies barren
And your streams have been polluted
Your womb is no longer safe
To provide shelter from the storm
I come home to a tornado in my bedroom
You are the pension I never earned
Yours is the attention I yearn for the most
Now I must first learn how to grieve
In order to ever truly breathe again

We hide in order to be found
The sound is bound to the hand
We are ****** if we disagree
So can we please release these threats
It seems we are committed to this failing
I am fettered to your body, like a skirt
Bound too tight it rides up your thigh
And I lie awake each night wondering
If you’ll ever let me back inside you

Let's attempt to remember
To assemble the pieces of our heart
Since we've already started trying
Does it mean we need to finish this tonight
Or can we ever escape
These ancient ways of penitence
Because of your transgressions
We are all a little less naive
These translucent packages
At the very least
Satisfy our need, to see
Inside of everything

I’ll never lust after another
Are we solitary
Or together
Beneath the surface
You accentuate my fear
Of failure
I seek medicine
You seek only despair
I seek comfort
But you’re never there
We are complacent
And that’s why
We never dare
To risk our selves
For love is rarely enough
Whenever a common language
Of trauma
Is the only thing
That two people may share

Everyone neglects you
But why are you
Affected by their attitudes
Why do you run and hide
Disappear and vanish into the night
When I am here for you
Not going anywhere
Just maintaining balance
Like a child i smile
At your aptitude for violence
Silence is divine
And the lines on your face
Are merely signs
That you’ve been trying
To avoid your feelings

We are still figuring out how to breathe,
In a world, where the air is filled,
Mostly with concrete.

Mothers supplying their children
With a tiny taste of freedom
But they can’t cope with abandonment
So they write poetry in the meantime

Show me your carbon clad women
Covered in notorious virtue
Introduce me to your beauty keepers
And the one’s who take care of your children

Of the heart
I lift my words
You lift your skirts
There’s nothing left
Just promises and a pencil
And some empty bottles
You dropped upon the steps

We are still figuring out how to breathe,
In a world, where the air is mostly made of concrete.

Fountains of shame summon your nemeses
We are all pregnant with our resistances
She speaks in rhythms deep
As poems emerge from her hips
She thinks about the river and it quivers
Underneath her skin
There are dolphins reaching for the sky
Flippers finding fingers to caress their alibis
We are all singers
Of a song that has no words
And painters of images that have never been seen
We are impregnated by our dreams
While single handed sailors row us all to safety
We are basically still ashamed
Of all this pretty ugly creativity

One kiss left if you wish
To impress the dress rehearsals
Fold the universal mattress
Into it's cupboard
You are a card carrying idiot
And love is never illegitimate
We arrive on time for dinner
And end up losing our minds
We are the waiters
Who never bring you your water
We are the saviors
Who can’t figure out our own agendas
We are the players
Who need to feel we are in control
I sold you my robes
And folded my hands
So we danced over and over again
And eventually we won
The last place in the tournament

What’s a pound of ****
Cost these days
As much as your heart
Who is waiting for your body
When you have stolen all your parts
Lungs and dinosaurs
Work for their dinner
On alligator conveyor belts
We assembled all the elevators
And placed them on the shelves
One more cigarette
And i’ll quit smoking
One more woman
And i’ll know you were only joking
I am hoping we could dance
And stand on ceremony for a change
One last kiss before the earth begins to shake
I awaken in your bed
We are all about this pain
For once we have felt it
We can never be the same again

Don’t tell me lies
Or fly me to the moon
Don’t sell me potions
Or promise to visit soon
We are all accountable to our shadows
Loud as the dominating ones who made you
We are facing our own effacement
That’s nothing new
It seems the depth of my derangement
Is limitless in scope
We are all learning how to cope with ourselves
We shed our skins and begin the transformations
With elation and some dread
We are heading for the edges that we have never tread
I’m bleeding red and orange
And singing into your mouth
The stories of agape
And blooming flowers from the south

These reflections are too deep for me to see
If i did i’d probably go insane
Or perhaps i already have
There are no easy paths in life
All roads lead in the same direction
We write from pain and understanding
We seek meaning in the fragilest places
Our hands may be tied to our families
But our minds are bound to our country

I am shattered by all of your apologies
Feelings flee as I give way to my tragedies
Transpersonal stories drift into allegories
I am never satisfied with your caresses
We are perplexed and defiant
We demonstrate lots of reticent compliance
And alliances to authorities we detest
You and I have a tendency to penetrate all the underbellies
We would filet the flesh only to inspect the viscera

I think we all have needs
That we have a hard time asking to be met
We are all afraid to grieve
And it shows a little bit more each day (we forget)
I asked the doctor what was wrong with me
He replied, you have a hereditary case
Of being predisposed to poetry

I swim
In spirals
Fly in circles
Dream in waves
Dance in the ocean
Love's embrace is the Sun

I composed you a thousand poems
And paraded naked in your mind
I wrote you a thousand verses
And uttered sublime warnings
Of how we are running out of time
Rotating like a record player
It seems the ignorant people are winning
Because they never stop to think
While the intelligent ones are dreaming
It seems they never get a chance to speak

Return to argumentative days
Of hating your own luminous reflections
For late at night is the time
You make love to the invisible
People leave you alone
And you write songs about nothingness
Empty handed prisms
Collapsing Human Shells
Represent the fallacies of generations
We are at the bottom of a well
We are disembodied teenagers
Whose anguish is never enough
We feel the suffering
Of those more unfortunate than us
We steal the suffering of anyone we meet
Robin hood has left the forest
And roams among the urban streets
I have no clue what i’d do without you
The floods of our father’s time
Have not yet fulfilled their purpose
For they can only serve to
Moisten our dusty old souls
Tangled thoughts and taste buds
Come and breach your questions
Upon these tender lips
I seek to find your meaning
In subtleties and twists
There are no tricks or sleights of hand
That can grasp you upon your hips
But if i’m ever quick enough darling
You won’t have a chance
And i’ll just stand here laughing
While you undress and take your bath

Cellular reception
Landmines explode
And I will not control you
I cannot keep up with you
Or compete with you
I no longer have the energy
To worry about what you say
I think I have a runny nose
But that won’t stop me
From running far away

"That one time my ego fell in love with the Self."

11 out of 10 gurus agree,
That you and i are/were meant to be.

Which way are your stories pointing?
What direction are these symbols guiding you?
Where is the unconscious leading you today?

You put me to sleep
Every night
But i write
My own history
It sounds like water
Falling from the rooftop
Through cracks in the ceiling
I drink your lightning
It pours through your toes
As I place my nose in your silence
I am absorbed in your river
Longing for your fingers
To put an end to my pain
Let's stand naked for several days
Pantomiming our stories
In the pouring rain
If you ****** my library
I’ll make love to you in a poem
You harvest all my feelings
As imprecise millionaires waver
Over your laughter
Indecisive waiters and maitre d’s
Dance upon your dinner tables
We are all crazy lovers
Hovering in the sunset
Tuning into your brilliance
We become the music of the butterflies
Merging with the sun in my insides
I rise with the moonlight
And birth a new tune every hour
For love is my shower
And it is an honor to serve her
Life is a goddess
With plumes of breath and feathers
We take her into our hearts
And leave our accounts unsettled

You are the earth and we are made from pure water
For fire is the source of a million faces
We are the stars in this amazing universe
We are the candles left to burn in the darkness
We are the turning of the dervishes
We are the songs of the wallahs
We are the mountainous caverns
We are the fountains of terror and bliss
Each one of us has a million offerings (and more)
To lay at the feet of the mother

I have a healthy space
That I cultivate each day
We are all architects
Of our own time and place
We are infinite weavers
Of sublime ministries and arboretums
We are blooming leaves and plants
And the tiny fingers that grieve them
We are all Apollonians engaged in battle
With the heartless hedonists in our midst
But we're also dancing Dionysians
Who know that you already know
What's best for you to believe in
I am a firefly on your wall
And long before the fall
I held you tenderly
In my embrace
What a chase yet we never really escaped
Nor made it back from that place
So we attack ourselves in the kitchens
With faces full of ice cream
You laughed and said who is the victim now
I came close to closing the door
But instead i wrestled you to the floor
And cuddled you
In case you forgot
Just how f@!#$@! beautiful you are

surely as the sun will rise
our ascendants met in the early autumn sky
and curled around the axis of our charts
stretching their fingers like wandering serpents
all spells being cast were revoked
all shadows undermined by their own shallowness
someday somebody will have to answer all of these questions
someday we may learn why we were created
here and now its useless to dwell
on pointless tasks and queries
so lets mend our own dresses
and forget about the elections for awhile

The greatest minds of all time have often been prepared to dine alone.
While the those with the biggest hearts have been welcomed in every home.

infinite beings
sitting in a room
sending visions from a distance
the listeners agree
we are free to try anything
as long as it doesnʼt alter
free will or destiny
if you let me show you
iʼll give you a taste of your own medicine
selected from feathers and falling leaves
breath agrees with bone
and form is hollow
mnemonic agents whisper agendas
into fields of green
lavender beings sweep the streets
and perform feats of beauty
that are rarely ever seen

The hunger awoke
And i took you to my room
And the rest was ancient history
Or perhaps religion
We are sacred lovers
Undone by our own parental figures
Elbows are transparent
For whenever we are divergent
Our old hereditary clothing
Has more than likely been outgrown

A hundred feathers
A tiny bit of leather
And one cube of ice
Is all it takes
To remind you
Why you’re human

The days go by
We decline in mind and body
We deny our fleshy rights
We aspire to the greatest heights
We decide who we’ll trust
And then one day love must come
If only to defy our luck

I am a scoundrel squirreling away my ideas
I am a coward hiding in fear
In the light of yesterday’s triangles
In the light of yesterday’s eyeballs

In the light of yesterday
You reside in a collapsing tidal wave of love
I am a mountain wondering
If you will ever try to move me

Let's make love for seven hours
While we dry our towels in the sun
Stop speaking wisdom
And ruin yourself in this love
Come touch the ground of nakedness
We are blessed to speak of the Sun
She runs into your arms like a tiger
She is herself and that is her charm
I am alarmed and waiting
She is ready for my love
Grief is a battle
And we are never done
Realizing our infinity
So speak not of this embrace
We are not something you can follow
And we are not something to be chased
We are all drunken images
Rotating like a record player
The amount of wisdom you embody
Is directly proportionate to your pain

Whatever enrages you, can also save you.
These fragmented fingers,
long to bring the dawn to you.

Whatever you keep bottled up,
is more than likely to erupt.
Volcanic explosions are not enough.

You, who think that everyone has forgotten you.
Yes, you.
You, who believes that you are not worthy
of love or companionship.
You are enough, exactly as you are.

Pockets of peonies
Replete with felonious undertones
This music sings through space
We upstage our own angels
Who have fallen into place 
To the depths of their fate 
They make a soft landing
Held by time's grace
They repel the light's bending
While biliousness bulges
And consternation compels you
Is it corpuscular or crepuscular
Neglect that commands you
To make your escape
Do you select denial
As a worthwhile opponent
From the depths of my being
To the depths of the ocean
The sea floor is waiting
For you to touch
Her unfathomable bottom
Its never easy to escape your prejudices
For the shadow is ever lurking
Beyond your uncertainties
We are all floating
On top of a volcano
If it never erupts
We’ll not know the difference
But if it does
There’s not a chance in a thousand
That we’d survive long enough
To heed even one of these warnings

Obstinate and obfuscated
We triturate our toenails
Micturate on the furniture
Burning is our covenant
Our overture is here and now
There are no random dealings
With any of our Mothers
Gone are the plumbers
And brothers
Who steal your instruments
We establish madness
Like crazed sailors
Establish mutiny
Our minds are just lightbulbs
Blinking on and off again
And now I like to go to bed
Without any dinner
We are all pediatricians
Here for the people
Who don't know any better
Vaccines are inarticulate measures
To produce outcomes
That are suspicious
And circumspect at best
I protect my right to freedom
You can bleed me
If you need to
I am unperturbed
By your perfuse fusions
Of infinite allusions
Our accents accented
Our innocence deflected
We ended up alone
Still our burning
Has a purpose
Long past the final warning
I heard you laughing
And chose not
To take you to task
On your failures

Gone are the former lovers
Who held you against your will
Sediments can **** you too
We are all aware of that
As ancestors fill you in
On their escapades
Beyond the veil
We hail taxis
And light candles
Wear our sandals
In the winter
Do you dare
Approve of my uselessness
And my foolish endeavors
We are slow as snails
Gone to gather rainwater
We are healthy failures
Financially ruined
At upscale funerals
We demand the water bearers
Be heard
Firm against the herd
Birds throw stones
In our gardens  
To find their own way home
Close the televisions
You are yearning
For individuation
Satisfy my occupation
With strategic capacities
I speak my own language
My own code unfolding
From the depths
Of the subconscious
I speak in categories
And hear myself
Interpreting the Silence

Again we sit. And listen to the soft susurrations of spirit. The abnegations of our decisions. These ablutions are always watered down. And we swim in our safety nets till we are plunged into the darkness. The unsuspecting silence is a moment that we invited. I am delighted to let go of my mind. I find nothing worth holding onto. It slips out like a poem. I birth universes from nothing, so cuddle me in your warm arms. Love is frightening. So we shake our shadows and rustle the tree tops. Long live our strategies. Don't you dare try to follow me. Let's choose not to believe in gravity. For the way up is less scary. I see your fingers tracing shadows on the wall. I wish they’d linger on my body. I’d love to tell you that I didn’t care but you'd immediately know that nothing could be further from the truth.

For centuries we’ve fought to keep our sanity. To suppress shakti is to stay in control. To never let go. We are as old as the rivers. Consciousness controls us. We become beholden to the formless. Sourceless. Oblivion. Lions roar in obscure forests. We dare not utter our reply to the night’s lullaby. I shudder to think. All wisdom is a lie. We are trying to fly but can’t get off the ground of reason. I am surrounded by shadows, in an arrowless sky. High as the ceiling in my mind. I try to climb towers and spires made from rope and steel. We are already here. In the beginning we roamed the earth and ate from the soil. A morning’s work, is not a life of toil. Love never rots. Love is undying. We are trying to take something that is never available. We are hardened. With lots of red earth under our scars. We are scared and trying to fix ourselves. Bless your fear. Shine the light on these breadcrumbs. You’ve made yourself smaller than a pencil. Instead, be a permanent marker.

musical notes
that bloomed
like roses
upon thorny stems
of the sun
its setting song
composed
of violent chords
plucked from
a strings of words
like winged birds
they flashed
incandescent feathers
to be skinned
and written upon
the flesh