i digress and select a letter
from a pile on my desk at random
perplexed as an isotope
we cope with our failures
by drinking smoke
and inhaling vapor
liquid rapiers blasting
our addictions on the radio
has language declined
as more and more symbols combine
is it blasphemous to rhyme
when you were clearly told not to

sweet jesus
life is outrageous
listless alligators
try to upstage this
drift from forms
to formless sages
residual wages
furnishing your cages
threadbare leather workers
raid our refrigerators
rage is impulsive
sullen lisps and swollen lips
frame our faceless daughters
in their water glasses
houses of hunted howling
hourglasses
dreamcatchers and dancers
humongous lanterns
burning pages
place-mats
on your dinner tables
why do they feel so out of place
is it the way we are made
have you any
doubts about your origins
what is the worst
thing you’ve ever faced
are you exposed
to typos regularly
tokens of penmanship
and fraternity hazings
hostelries and banquets
growth is dependent
only on intangible quotients

come, come, oh wandering one
with flaming hair and eyes of emerald

come, come, oh devouring one
with jaws clenched and hands in tightened fists

come, come, oh child of the dawn
with pearly teeth and scents of cinnamon

do not beg for mercy
for none will be delivered
only offer what is in your heart
and you will know when morning comes
if the heavens deem it worthy

you are the generative one
the seed of infinite aspiration
palaces are built in your honor
patterns of movement and measure
can never upstage your immobile empire
your nobility is inherited
its inherent in the smallest flower
its a form of dynamic retribution
for simply becoming conscious
is never really all that easy
so breathe and surround yourself
with memories of meteoric impermanance
the tragedy of seeking in your reflection
a relief from all this suffering
is symbiotically all-perceiving
that life is neither necrotic nor entropic
as every cell is erotically pulsing
and longing for its opposite
until it fully gives itself to love

what to give when there is nothing but possibility
you strip me of my mind and my pretenses
still there is a tension here
that arises from past defensiveness
last time we met we danced
and there was cohesion in your violence
your legs are two strong armies
making camp upon opposite banks of a river
you oppose everything without hesitation
and then release me into a thousand victories

i can’t control the muse
all of this is because i let you loose
come and drink from springs of truth
otherwise you’ll remain obtuse
as hyperbole is often true
and mythos plays by its own rules
and only you can ever know
if you are truly satisfied
with your own arguments
and if not let's get on with it
i’ve spent a fortune reading books
i’ve lost time killing crooks
come and lets get high awhile
before the end is near
and even this goes out of style
i am a child dancing in the sun
while you laugh at anyone
who thinks that they are
someone who really
truly knows something

the spell you had cast was broken instantly
it held fast for even less than a fraction of a minute
but for that moment i was yours completely
now once again you’ve lost me for eternity

love is not a stranger
and surprisingly sometimes
its while weeding in the garden
with hands and knees
firmly planted in the dirt
that we actually uncover
all those secrets we are seeking

i fancy a fire every now and then
as all this lettuce makes me kinda tired
it contains opiates you see
and all of this is really quite funny
or i do believe it would be
if it wasn’t such a f@!#@^# tragedy
and what’s our capacity to feel
grief and desire simultaneously

i campaigned against our governor
because he was quite the real politician
not a sour bone in his body really
because they were all lying quietly
behind the doors of his cabinet
and in piles on the floor
of his very generous staff's closet

while you view the winter
from the safety of your balcony
this may truly be our last chance
to dance on top of a fragile economy
what a soporific sentiment
for all this negligence is self-evident
provided you’ve been
properly (*****) trained to spot it

magnetism, gravity and motion
spells worthy of our devotion
the concrete attraction of electrons
and particle accelerators
these ideas are past their due date
is a phrase (most often)
spoken by no one clever

the queen dreams of everything
the depth and the distance
in between nothing and something
our goals seem small
and infinitely whimsical
our hands demand attention
but most pay them no heed
if you are adventurous
you’ll examine them
and contract them
into two powerful *****
that engulf these halls
as worlds are born
and collapse again
within the fraction
of a single second
faster than it took you
to even read this sentence

song pirates sing of the dawn's dying
she holds the key to our suffering
and turns the lock a little tighter every day
but if we turn our attention inward
she may open it for just a moment
and inside you will see your own reflection
a jewel shining on the surface of emerald waters
your turquoise symmetry refracted perfectly
off the wings of a bird’s tail-feathers

i swam for centuries and landed on your shoreline
the missing continents revealed their bodies
in splinters of humanity i perceive hope that springs eternal
but its plunged back into the sea before it fully surfaces
like old volcanos and rainbows our minds are volatile
and only give forth new ideas occasionally

sand mandalas tall as waterfalls
as golden rainbows pour
from the faucet in the sky
like these mighty images
wisdom bridges the gaps
and fills the holes in our imagination
i can’t wait to get this on the page
written in stone, reflecting thrones
made from the bones of pharaohs
for consciousness narrows
the moment you approach it

lets take a chance and find harmony in our equations
shades of perspiration or passionate vacations
in lands of milk and honey we remain fixated on our screens
as these television dreams exaggerate our neediness
your pleasure had abated so instead you masticated the equator
can equestrian women really be blamed for these strange situations
its simple really if you let yourself adapt to the fluctuations
you can read a good book to change your outlook
or once in a blue moon you could attempt to exercise
your mind through meditation
once in awhile you could even stand up to change the station
if our capacity for feeling is unlimited really
with a bandwidth of infinity
than i wonder if its even necessary
that we keep pretending that our needs are so **** shallow

its not for me to say but it is for you to decide
so do it swift before i cut my losses and run
love never hides but it does need fences to thrive
gardens are like headdresses for the earth
words are our old lovers that have gone silent
and these poems are lords of your undiscovered islands
as ladies of the dawn warm my fingers in their hands
i wonder why we couldn't dance for much longer

what a lonely world
lost art drifting like continents
atlantis buried beneath
concrete towers of arrogant learning
like pools of curdled milk
spilled on the floor of eternity
i am learning slowly
how important it is to keep my head empty
and how to dive real deep
though we'd like to sweep this mess into a hat
the chances of defeat are pretty high
and you won't ever get to see me do that
just because we are innocent
doesn’t mean that we are weak
while some things are not worth speaking of
others remain ineffable
and perhaps you care to show me the difference
as i am an eye-witness to all the lies you’ve spread

bare legged angel **** me swiftly
and i’ll happily spend eternity
lying underneath these sticks and leaves
i see multi-colored petals everywhere
placed as silent offerings at your lotus feet
while others are prone in your presence
to throwing their weight around deferentially
the nourishing sound of your heart beating
is enough to satiate my each and every craving

sentient powers stake their claim
in soil that remains dutiful
despite your shame
have we gone insane
its quite likely
or are we still the same
that remains to be questioned
better to drop this game
and stay focused upon
your vision quest intensely

the criminal element is lost
have you fought with your boss
each day is fraught with challenges
but that's what makes you stronger
all along the water's edge
the waves break and connect
like threads of poetry
lines of beauty
curving at the moon
luminous intrusions
before we are fallen
dreams seethe
with colorful landscapes
and i am a blade of grass

threads of astral fire
aspire for the sun
my magic is beyond recognition
it ignites the silence
and burns bright as day
words are living
breathing entities
families of sounds
consonants and vowels
are relatively harmless
unless you dare
to speak them out loud
control your tone
and let aspiration resonate
this assonance is rather transient
so lets embrace our scansion
mansions of impermanence
lands of intransigent transients
its tragic really
how the lead of vehemence
can spread so rapidly

sentient powers stake their claim
in soil that remains dutiful
despite your shame
have we gone insane
its quite likely
or are we still the same
that remains to be questioned
better to drop this game
and keep up your crazy vision quest

i am branded again
saddened by the cruelty of men
women argue and children fight
life is boring and then we write
combine metaphor with shame
grief has no name
but a thousand faces
candid as the dawn
how i long for your touch
a last ****** before its gone
will you return
or will i be banished for my sins
best not to wait and see
instead i must learn to trust
explicitly in infinity
are we eager to be done
or are you just beginning
lips quake as i bow to you
my heart shakes and trembles like a leaf
the temples wait and remind us of simplicity
are our minds as tranquil as a lake
now we reside in peaceful quiet
and sense the edges of the wild
lines are changed and bodies rearranged daily
and have you come into your power lately

plant a seed and watch it blossom
send a letter and watch it sprout
give a gift and take your bow
last night i dreamed you were in my bed
and now i am left waiting
for the edge of your love to cut me

lets turn around
and make sounds at the shadows
i drift upon love’s smokey tendrils
why can’t we garden in the winter
for love’s heart is too tender
her fingers bend and spiral
i am an eagle
and you are desire’s virtuous neglect
you remind me to breathe
for now i seek to reach you
and not teach you anything
ever again

fate is a *****...
but she’ll see you through to the end
i see masked women held imprisoned
i see old men so tired that they become villains
to escape the treachery and slavery of existence
persistence is overrated
i say escape from your prisons
give up your defenses
and run towards something beautiful
its your duty to drink from waterfalls
and bathe in the sunrise
while spring showers
wash away particles of dust
that are covering up your smile

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

voice is breath dressed in sound
with rusted waves of heaviness
denser than a fiction
an indefinite amount of suspense
my fingers bled and i am led back to you
home is in my head
i always knew that you were truthful
you are numinous, that is duly noted
i was promoted for fortitude and temperance
i am deliverance sending tolerance back to you

droopy eyes remind the skies of fire
give me sunlight and i’ll show you desire
for love is a burning flame
and dreams are escapades
i see the name written in your flesh
bless this existence with governing harmony
those drill sergeants aren’t bothering you
so part the waters from east to west
lest we fester forever in the morning’s seances

you dance like blossoms upon hundreds of leaves
red eyes cast fingerprints upon these trees
i see you dancing amongst the flowers
i hear you chanting every single hour
invoking plumbs and apricots
the shiny parts that we disassociate
we hesitate to ready our shadows
then we go and wear them to bed
but first we must brush our teeth
while deep asleep i feel your feet rubbing mine
and lions in the dawn dream our longing into song

magazines and socks are in sync
with furniture and clocks
what has risen from the dead
what has hit you on the head
rest in the autumn light
our feet are warm at night
and you were surely right
that there is no reason to be sad
love is the best thing we ever had
so lend a premonition to the darkness
that day will return before too long
for music is our consequence
when we have strayed too far from home
i wonder if we belong
to strangers, or even to ourselves
how do we expect love to come to us
running from the jungle
or bundled like a baby
boy, we are going crazy tonight
words come together like starlight
and punch through your defenses
i see the edges of your divinity
and simply resist the temptation to fight
lightning may be the brightest
but thunder reaches even blind men
and sunlight is among the best medicine
so cunning is the fox
that it always knows that life
is already bursting from the ground
like a round of fire
or hundreds of fingers lifting you higher
i grasp your hand and demand silence for an hour

give yourself one second
to never let your guard down
our hearts are like blueberries
when they ripen they become sweet
we can kiss the mist of morning
or swim in an abyss of fear
and release love without a warning
for there are no strangers here

what shapes and shades of grey
the way we hold our thoughts inside
imprisoned in our own minds
you smile at the flowers
and give love a thousand hours
drench yourself in music
sweet combinations
that never rush to any conclusion
you couldn’t fool me if you tried
if i had one second left to hide
i'd return the books to the library
as these archetypes are dusty
like used book sleeves
with old dust covers and jackets
is this the way, i wondered to myself
to take stock of the situation

shadows shift like wax-paper
making silhouettes upon the snow
swords like words are swallowed
will we ever let it go
in silent trust i echo wisdom
deep, profound, beautiful
the space, poignant and versatile
musical, rhythmic and free
love is improvising again
making the most of where she stands
and even where she can’t
for she loves to be in over her head
which is what i still sometimes don’t get
who is in charge of your destiny
do you believe in such things
why are we made from a symphony
and where can we listen to our memories
and justice is a bargain
that we may not always expect
so give thanks for an abundance of free water
while we are still blessed
to have access to this resource
as we are the source of our own happiness
and waterfalls and aquifers
embody the cascading shower of our breath

tomorrow’s raindrops
falling on our shoes
our sheds and our attitudes
dead like winter
feathers turn red in spring
grief is a funny thing
how the mind hides from itself
its faults are shed like yesterday's skin
frequent lessons to be earned
and then dealt with
never make a bargain with the devil
rather let yourself listen
and then swiftly walk away
take your space
and face your inner demons
reside in the cave of safety
within your heart
we know that love is an art form
with more music and magic
bursting forth like fungus
the moment after the storm passes
i am drenched in your fabric

within a glass iris
lions dine on sunlight
and a kind walrus
dunks his head in your oasis
drunk on stone fruit
we drift into this music
forensics are freedom
as hungry lovers
lick loquacious diamonds
mined in eternity
dine upon my consciousness
and find the rivers edge
why do we no longer beg to taste
each other's lips anymore

as long ago i wandered
upon the ocean floor
and saw a tiny star
eyeing me curiously
from beneath the sand
but when i bent down to pick it up
i was surprised to find
it was not attached to anything
it was just lying there
shining like a diamond
within it i could see
everything as clear as day
and it had a musical way
of saying hello
and that there was no need to worry
because help was on the way

our irony is that we are made of love
yet we seek it in the wrong places
in faces and in feelings
we never find our reflection
all our elements are watered down
and we need to rise above
when tragedy is upon us
we must learn to drown in love
all our feelings give us hope
but we can't out run our pride
all our emotions form a web
that eventually covers up our eyes
lies and loss
live in everything
keep moving and you will be the king
drink from the spring of yesterday's owls
drunk on words we become foul
cool down your heart
we blister in the desert
churn the ocean and make it sweaty
dread nothing
forever we are free
to inspect the clouds
for subtle signs of tyranny

so many dreams and visions
so many decisions we must make
to keep our path unfolding
we can’t anticipate anything

paper trails and octopuses
***** buses and bisecting angles
fragile dancers fail to tell their story
dreaming is the faculty of insight
a soliloquy of sunlight
sunglasses keep the eyes safe
from burning retina love
still the iris is immolated in lust

who benefits from keeping
our lakes and oceans polluted
who is to be blamed for this intrusive nightmare
i am clean and ready to swim in your water
yet many are drowning in the fish bowls they live in
where are our minds and hearts these days
why do we run away instead of sit and pray
who is responsible for these atrocities
why must we pay for others to take care of us

please shut the fence and take a hike
and do not return without a bicycle
i wish to ride off into the sunset
literally on a water buffalo or a dragon
these lions are friendly and sun-light is handy
for most of our energy needs
i pride myself on being ready for anything
so shut the front door and leave through the back
and we better get ready cause they are bound to attack
you say you're not paranoid, that you're intelligent
though sometimes i'm unclear of the difference
we remove our folded souls from the clothesline
and dream about the crossroads that takes us back home
jokes are pointless here and tools are worthless too
for only fools hang from ropes in such high altitude

i suspect we blend in like flies
against these carpets
and if we really needed to
could we escape the rat race
and trace our steps back to better days
for we are finally returning
from all these labyrinths and mazes
stronger than we entered
with feathers and bone settled in stone
our world is fornicating
on the lustful wings of birdsong
and the yurts we called our home
have all been torn like thorns from a rose

i suppose you may know this already
but a long time ago i swore to ignore our fate
still the stars in your eyes look dry today
and why haven't you watered them already
so let's forget the weather and dance in the rain
as if our painful stories were a virtuous thing
like a tree in need of a companion
our fantasies remain shelf stable
until they are blended in our beverages
have we outgrown this atavistic economy
that has become swollen like cottonwood
that was stolen from the heat of summer

while you fed me lox and bagels
i said please send me all your angels
and trying to build an empire out of ego
is the most pointless of endeavors
yet most beings persist on doing this
until they inevitably expire
why do we care to reveal our thoughts
when we could listen to truth like it was on fire
and if you wish to dangle yourself
from the edge of that wire
than who am i to try and persuade you not to

The stars in your eyes looked dry today,
and I wonder if you've watered them lately?

space is love
frozen in the dawn
timeless waves of wonder
form within the aura of the Sun
we run into rainbows and bend light
every star is a garden of fire
suspended in the ethers
we sing our songs
and salute the morning
love is undeniable like a forest
it grows and blossoms
it is the same yet different
everyday i must read and write
for the hours of my life
are spent in your presence
i am the essence of the one
gone is the hunger and the hatred
prosperity flows like a waterfall
shadows disappear
the minute daylight is here
fear is washed away
and i am swept up
in the wake of your embrace

come and say hello to Aunt Mango
inspect her pockets before she leaves
and you’ll find plenty of silverware
i stared her down yesterday
and almost won but in the end she broke me
i am terrified of her **** nostrils
truly frightening when she gets to flaring those things
like two gaping caverns with the potential
of containing at least a hundred camels
i’m quite sure a dragon might actually escape
at any moment and spray flames in my face

we never did an ounce
of hard work in our life
too distracted by television
we remain infinitely mutable
all our decisions so flexible
come quick and watch us change the channels
so many other signals we could respond too
for you are from another galaxy
and all my inhibitions retired early
i perform various feats of bravery
like stealing butter from your cupboardss
while all of my most intrepid acts
require the utmost of confidence
there are still too many swords here
and not enough ice to shave into statues
what a pity the way we forgave
each other our preferences
fortunately these days we are beyond
the thickest parts of the fray
in this dining room there are several pieces
of your brilliance waiting to be eaten
until with fingers licked clean
you inspect the totality of my being
and i suspect we are now ready to recline
on the omnivorous spines of our ancestors
and blindly worship, the old Mercurius
for the great Trickster still rules our souls
from within the ancient halls of entertainment
that we now pretend to call "a television"

sun and shower
threats of power
gifts of rain
we never complained
sand and paper
tears and make-up
iambic pentameter
we danced naked
in your lightning
all night and day

threats of defiance
never compliance
furniture is our alliance
to refute this reliance
so just sit comfy
and don’t move a muscle
for once you are
installed in your chair
you are aready
halfway there
to becoming a hostage

fights are plenty
but some are so empty
that its tempting to cheer
when you stamp your feet
on the ground so heavily
i will take that pounding lightly
because deep in my heart
i am a humanitarian
and polite as a gentleman
who's dialect is friendly
with a diet so deadly sweet
that its been considered
absolutely as healthy - as eating
your own two hands or feet