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Sep 2019 · 220
a penny for your heart
follicles of emotion swallow the whole ocean
commitment breaks and we are afraid to stay
underneath every leaf is a penny
many men dream of opening their hearts
but just can't seem to find the right target
Sep 2019 · 109
metanoia
Manuscripts drift from the attics of our minds
We write continents into our spines
Sep 2019 · 163
heresy
Condoms condemn ordinary men
To a lifetime of nothing special
*** becomes a substitute for salvation
And we enter into a new fascination
With our Self-ishness
Explications are seldom necessary
Especially if they are solely hereditary
Aug 2019 · 441
hear ye, heal ye
Court is now in session
We are suspended business men
And teenage film stars
We are more marketable this way
Won't you take my word for it
All your wisdom is absurd
And a burden to your bank accounts
As the sounds of mountains
Are firmly standing up to bullies
We are millions of years older
Folding stock markets and overcoats
Wearing sweatshirts and sandals
Morning is our only time to pray
As we stray into the wilderness
Fences learn to keep their distances
And forensics is our only evidence
Regarding the dangers
Of too much living on display
Aug 2019 · 144
2 ways to say, thank you
Utilizing garbage disposals
Can be a form of therapy too
They help me to get rid of
Whatever feelings I have left for you

Utilizing garbage disposals can be a type of therapy too,
They help me to get rid of whatever feelings i have left for you.
Aug 2019 · 158
Dancing daggers
Loud and raucous teenagers
Take breaks of active imagination
Finding their freedom at will
We are always holy
Mostly because we have
A million holes to fill
Bleeding bodies are tiny targets
For our emancipatory wills
Emancipated by symbols
And technological skills
We can fill all these buckets
With our psychiatric bills
Aug 2019 · 397
somniloquence
It's an anthem of attraction
To remember everything
Is the magic of heaven
Worship the lips
That compose your inhibitions
We are following our feelings
And intuition
Into this liminal realm
Of beauty and danger
You don't need my permission
To become the next savior
Have you formed an agreement
With a lonely stranger
It's extremely dangerous
To know too much
And have seen too little
I walk in space and waste insight
It's instrumental to meddle
In other people's relationships
We are relative triangles
Underneath our meaningless defenses
Existence is contagious
It's rearranging itself
Into living particles
Farming our senses
Framing our perceptions
Hegemonic arrangements
Of melodious derangement
I exclaim your name
Out loud we drown in frothy rivers
You curtail your daughters
Copious amounts of sound
Louder than a snoring giant
We are explosive like dynamite
Compliance is not a virtue
When everything is untrustworthy
We are burning like the rain-forests
It's ***** money
And dangerous practices
That make us into petty victims
Where we think there are no consequences
The youth only respects music
And furnish their denial with carpets and cameras
I see you on the computer screen
Making fun of all these images
And wonder if you've really lost your mind
Somewhere it is time to sleep
But I promise to keep trying
To talk to you in my dreams
Aug 2019 · 410
Vitamin E(ros)
No need for blanket statements
To keep you warm at night
A fraction of a volcano
Is all we need to be reminded
Of the sweetest things in life
We sow the seeds of discontentment
And select our portion of the heavens
Because when it rains it pours
And when you're ****** you snore
As loud as a thousand sleeping serpents
Disenchanted on a semester out at sea
Feel free to dramatize your shadows
And create your own cages
You can decorate them with candles
But portraying fear is not the answer
We may personify victory as a dancer
Until we are all cantankerous old shadows
And flaming arrows land on our papers
We are out of place like sand in a limo
I birth poems for Eros
Images appear in your rear-view mirror
You are my hero
Imagination is a flavor
That I would love to explore
You are the color of my endurance
And if our performances are frozen
Then we'll have no more gas for the fire
Tonight let's get a little closer
And tell the stories of our ancestors
Only your magic highlighter
Could turn all of these
Strange words into poetry
You have the right to remain unassuming
You have the right to remain quite charming
You have the right to have an angel accompany you
You have the right to cry whenever you need to
You have the right to dance whenever you're inspired to

We have the right to defy all of our egos
No need to deify images, teachers, role models or weirdos
We make progress when we can laugh at our defenses
And learn to speak, dance and sing without any hesitance
Aug 2019 · 119
muddy waters
She asked, "What’s worse, bad *** or weak coffee?"
I replied, "I think it depends on whether or not we are married."
It takes two point four
Cents to make a single penny
In a post-delusional world
Exists an antediluvian deluge
Of fuel, food and fossils
Reducing our carbon footprint
Is categorically equivalent
To sweeping up our tracks
And is as forbidden
As the tampering of evidence
Or a denial of all that we lack
Aug 2019 · 250
the boss' daughter
Incapacitated strangers
Equate love with danger
She recalls my name
Everyday it's the same
Do this do that
Until there's no-one
Left for her to blame
Aug 2019 · 162
a microdose of light
I am tired of drying my tears on your shoulder
Tonight let's make light of these tethers
Fingers folded and feathers open
We are mending our souls by the fire
Whole pieces of my heart have been taken
While the stars were tumbling down from the sky
We are allegedly guilty of all of these innocent lies
What’s the point in singing if you are only gonna run
What’s the point in digging our love up from the ground
Could we make complete sentences
Out of a few ordinary words
And perhaps with a little punctuation
We can finally take our places in the world
Where shades of watercolors on colored paper
Are shaking up our pain as well
Magic is making a comeback
While we take into account these petty faults
Are we trying to be artistic
Or are we just trying to impress our self
Breathing in and out I found those boundless heights
And wealth is knowing the depths of our imagination
And regularly receiving a healthy dose of sound advice
Aug 2019 · 209
Reality (on) TV
"Angels are self-actualizing."

A line from Lucifer
Aug 2019 · 203
a-bee-sees (you and me)
Take these images and fry them
All your words are nonsense
Birth the shadows of your objects
And let the river drown them
Swim against tides of pain
Maintain your aggression
Life is purposefully depressing
We are managing our minds
Frightened by our spines
We are all cowards and concubines
While retroactive impostors
Seek to govern our speech
Beseech your pleasantries
For if you try to please them
You'll be silently defeated
Aug 2019 · 72
too soon
What did she say when you visited her?
She said go away,
Can't you see,
The stars aren't even awake yet.
Aug 2019 · 194
My Muse
A fusion of ****** projections
And hungry housewives
Who will eat you alive forever
Settle down and face your senses
She's nearly twenty
Years younger than you are
How have you even made it this far
I wonder if we are a little too old for this now
Far away the vultures wait
And sit facing west
Into the sunset
We address our own wounds
Let's taste her again and then spit her out
We are in the lion keeper's mouth
There are a million ways to drown
And yet none of them ever lasts
More than thirty seconds
We are approaching our wedding
And endings are only starting to become you
So many hungry mouths to feed
So many bodies are malnourished
Will we ever sleep again
And why do these elections seem untrustworthy
Aug 2019 · 323
impenetrable milestones
These compartments are ready to take you back to the stars
Mercury, Mars and Venus reside in our hearts
Lines of defiance define our trajectories
And we are inspired by these ancient refectories
Perfect any metal and it will eventually turn into gold
Amulets sold to merchants who cast shadows on the road
They shrug their shoulders and wear beards and glasses on their nose
With a rose in their pocket and another folded in a handkerchief
But are we getting any closer to the pathways of our Soul.
We are candid canopies
Of unconscious iconographies
We return to our surpluses and supply rooms
In between breaks I take your photograph
We laugh at our mistakes all day
Water is our father
It contains the seeds of reason
And carries our souls back to the source
I can’t complain when you don’t know my name
It's the same story over and over again
You are the captain and we are the crew
We will follow this through to the end
You will one day finish all my sentences
But I still don’t understand
Why it needs to be this hard
In order to discard my vices
You discouraged all my virtues
As long as I am your slave
You say i won’t ever know the pain of love
But I say come as you are
For this fire is given freely to all beings
And you can see your destiny inside the flames
Falling angels cast their fortunes upon the sand
While we land in our shadows
And shake our shoulders loudly
In order to make our self
Feel a little taller than yesterday
Aug 2019 · 125
for your eyes only
Why do so many people
Want to have their picture taken
And posted online
All over the internet
For your eyes only
Personally I find it discordant
And a little disorienting
We deceive our friends
And pretend we are not lonely
Mostly lost and a little distorted
Forced to refrigerate
Our lack of moral attunement
Our only hope is not to give a ****
We never did fit in anyway
So let’s play the game
Where we never say we're sorry
Aug 2019 · 304
the right to bare arms
Smack dab in the middle of the season
You seized them by their cojones
Accepting all our feminine values
Can never turn us back into men
Remind me of the muck you bared
Like growing mustard greens and sharing your wealth
We uncover millionaires in their health clubs
Doing nothing but killing themselves for free (love)
Now men are boorishly standing up to women
To remind them of their choice to bear children
Or to openly perform complex arthroscopic heart surgery
Still we are fortunate to live at a time
When you can decide approximately
How many fingers you'd like to have inside of you
Its true that we have more to lose than our pride
And at times we experience the same arrested development
So why not join forces for the embellishment of our stories
Your allegories destroy all my categories of interpretation
Did you really think you’d get away with it
Why can't we just let the world know
That we don’t need any more specious people on the block

Celibate sages are ageist it seems
A common propensity of sheep(le)
Is the ineluctable need to get married or procreate
In this heat we are all defeated repeatedly
Underneath a level of arrogance i breathe
Dripping sheet-rock from my knees
We are trying to show by degrees
That I can embody what I need
If I am really the healer that I long to be
Aug 2019 · 141
on the contrary
Paternal eternalism
Alarmingly determined
To destroy all degrees
Of destiny
Hegemonic neoteny
Neolithic apathy
Stone-age artifacts
Forgetful architects
Archetypal artistry
More pretentious
Than your law degree
We are equal
Or we are free
Treat me like
I mean something
Treat me like
You disbelieve
That all your ancestors
Defended evidence
To the contrary
Aug 2019 · 57
particulate apes
In my vulnerability
I will never again be the same
My persona is broken
My spine has awakened
We are falling into nothing
And it feels relatively safe
Moving and stretching our bodies
These sounds feed our minds
We are articulate monkeys
And one day we will die
But for the moment the gift of life
Resides here in our bodies
And the breath feeds our inner fire
We are so ******* lucky
That’s the one thing i can’t deny
Aug 2019 · 169
Angels of Aquarius
In the end
Of the age of fishes
When we are all swimming
In rage, **** and ****
I am forced to dismiss you
Since you fell in love again
For once you chose him
I thought I had lost you
Or maybe that's not it at all
Cause what's the point in lying
Denying what I know
If you have a radio
Maybe I could borrow it
Or take it with me
If I'm ever welcome
Back in our old home
Aug 2019 · 568
Garden-hearted
Water lilies arise from the tears behind her smile.

Irises grow hopeful beneath the sultry shadows of her hips.

Carnations incarnate a sensual silence in the arches of her eyebrows.

Orchids open like the mouth of a volcano spewing magma from her navel.

Peonies shake with pleasure as they penetrate her, first one petal then another.

Chrysanthemums cherish their freedom as they make music rise from her fingers.

Freesias drip with honey as she speaks rubies from her lips.

Gladioluses glisten as they trek along the pinnacles and peaks of her *******..

Violets yield plentiful fields along the pathways of her lungs.

Gardenias open gentle windows in the fragrant hollows of her spine.

Jasmines dance and dive into the warm reflecting pools of her eyes.

Roses rush like lovers along the riverbanks upon her sides.

Daffodils fill the devil's hills that ***** between her thighs.

Tulips glide and undulate like dolphins swimming in her blood.

Sunflowers swirl in the colorful worlds above and below her mind.

Daisies wait in delicate grace for the light to dance upon her face.

Hyacinths reveal the heat and shields that have been covering her heart of late.

Astors cast off their tasteful robes to reveal the beauty of her grace.
Aug 2019 · 78
Powers That Be
Your red palms and ****** fingers
Brought me to these burning fields
Forests frozen in fiery sermons
Are we ever really truly ready
To be the people that we need to heal

(we'll see)

The powers that be
Be what they may
The main point being
To always agree to be
They claim that
To point the finger
Is the point which
They claim to make
So go on and point it
Far away from me
Blame is that way
The way is to blame
Thats what they say
And say what they may
Aug 2019 · 113
Summertime Lovers
It's serendipitous that the end is near
We are here for a moment and then we disappear
So stop being juvenile and gather up your gear
We are all in need of a solid flirtation
Or we will get lost in our careers
We frequently fear the endings
Much more than how things begin
So let's just listen to the rhythm
Until we find we know where we fit in
Aug 2019 · 171
destiny is dirty
Somebody has definitely
Let you go too soon
Before you have even ripened
I'd eat you with a spoon
If you’d let me be as I am
Without any questioning
It's only the end of September
But we'll be dancing till November
Destiny is *****
So why bother with these burdens
Any longer than is necessary
Aug 2019 · 146
needless to say
Murderous herds of burning rubber
Hundreds of birds pierce the sky
And you fly away too quickly but who am i to argue
Uncover the dirt and the stones we buried deep
Beneath the politicians
Seated on their thrones in honorary comfort
Their dignity determined by our phony way of thinking
Speak equally and clearly
You define yourself and we melt into muscles
Funneling our blood and nerve bundles
Remove the bandages that cover your wounded arms
Scars stand ready to tell you of their battles
Metal and steel, youth is all we meddle with
These needles and the devil are all you need to fear
Aug 2019 · 380
abandoned lions
Fun is a fantasy
Life is a pull of gravity
Shards of glass
Inhale their
Habitual fallacies
We reflect and defend
Against our hunger
Houses arouse us
Hundreds of flowers
Surround us
On the canals we rise
Through crowded streets
Of abandoned lions
Constantly confused
By their own
Intrusive mustaches
We return to our tablets
And let the tables turn
Without our assistance
One more mountain crumbles
As the ocean begins to rise
I defy licenses
My only victory
Will be discovering
Your body again
Some day
Aug 2019 · 117
songs of sal(i)vation
You are attempting to attune
Our souls to the beginning
As if the source of moisture
Is to be found only in our shadows
You are balancing on *******
While concrete still lingers in our ears
We are here and now quite beautiful
Yet bound to fall asleep over and over again
For what often seems like an eternity

Like real men and women
We will try to occupy these predicaments
And stand on solid ground
While letting our mouths water
Just a little at the sound
Of all the empty promises
That you're handing out
Residents and citizens of any delegation
To uphold our values we must first face our fears
These are truly those teachers
Of the darkest psychic orders
Of which you often hear us speak
Music is supportive for a number of unknown reasons
But are you really ready to be entrusted
With any of these sacred arrows, keys or codes
When your fantasies are still as ******
As whatever you are momentarily holding
In those perfumed ivory fingers  
Which linger on our appendages
Long after we have removed them
In waves of ecstatic (embryo)genesis
Parthenogenic vibrations don't generally unfold
Nor do undulations of salubrious sound
Gyrating on your watery mounds of Venus
Necessarily cleanse us of our sediments
Still sentimental sandcastles escape from your mouth
As skyscrapers and shrouds of gossamer fabric
Are found to be loud like the wind
Yet remain neither visible to the eye
Nor palpable to touch
You begin to attune our souls to the beginning
As if the source of moisture
Is to be found only in our shadows
You are balancing on *******
While concrete still lingers in our ears
We are here and now quite beautiful
Yet bound to fall asleep over and over again
For what often seems like an eternity
Like real men and women
We will try to occupy these predicaments
And stand on solid ground
While letting our mouths water
Just a little at the sound
Of all the empty promises
That you're handing out

Here is a loving reminder:
I am proud of you tonight
So please continue shining
Your light on my unconsciousness
Illuminate my ignorance
And finish the job you have started
Because if not, we may never move beyond it
Aug 2019 · 202
beautiful nonsense
We are minding our own eyes
We are minutes from
Disappearing into the night
I am a poem
Presumptuous at best
I freelance and edit
But it's still not my best
I am captivated by your capricious humor
And your deprecating laughter
Has me in stitches
It's riotous when your raucous cheer
Brings me to my knees
In silent waves of fear

I fear falling in love with you
Like a comet hitting the earth
Creating quite a commotion
And combusting all our promises
Yet you keep coming back to me
And I keep humming my symphony
These fires yield fruit
And Saturn’s rings bloom
Into a million diamonds
How come you never show me
The places where you hide
Your secrets anymore
There was a time when we once traveled
To the spaces in our minds
Now I mostly wonder
Who the hell is speaking
Such beautiful nonsense
From your mouth
Aug 2019 · 186
apples of apostasy
I dream of apostrophes
And green grass in the spring
I dream of apples and apostles that laugh openly
I feel the river running deep beneath the earth
And I hear your heartbeat telling me all is well
We are forever telling stories
Of how we are not loved enough
What if we revised them
To speak of all that’s done with cheer and mirth
Come make a song and sing it to the leaves
We are infinite beings
Ebbing and flowing in the breeze
Consciousness embarks on silent walks
While at dusk my love for you thrusts
From my chest like a knife
But I'm not nearly as bold or as blunt as you
To tell you what a fool I have become
We are bundled in our blankets
And wrapped tight in these scarves and gloves
Poems surround us and keep us safe
From the coolness of the air
Yet we remain unconscious of our power
And snore a little louder
As every hour we approach a little nearer
To the final moments of our life
Aug 2019 · 129
you-me-it
I can smell your attitude
It reeks of entitlement
And a tad of intolerance
Are you saying that I'm no good
Because if that's the case
I'm definitely over you
You liked to waste my time
Though I never denied you
My friendship or my company
Her alibi was desperate
But she really tried to hide it
It’s painful to die
But there are times
When it's more painful to live
So what’s the point in giving in
If we are already taking more
Then we had bargained for
The stakes are as high as a mountain
Yet you are young
And think that the earth
Is just like any old apartment
Aug 2019 · 87
inconsequential
I question your intentions,
The most quiescent of inventions;
How can you speak for forty minutes,
And say absolutely nothing.
Aug 2019 · 98
true noir
Another afternoon spent alone,
Cataloging and curtailing her desires.
Aug 2019 · 211
nonsense and rainbows
Are we growing too **** old
For more nonsense and rainbows
I write from my subconscious
A collective compulsion to be ironic
We are the architects of archetypal nonsense
Nobody suspected that
We'd be making so much sense
Wisdom always blesses
The hand that it touches
Right before it tears you to shreds
Somebody will pay for these errors
We are naming our own conditions
The diagnosis of dignity has lost all its character
Narcissistic swimmers drown in compulsive rivers
Waters of neglect hesitate to scream
We feel it all the time and I suspect
You know exactly what i mean
Aug 2019 · 591
forensic suspenders
I found you here in this moment
Fulfilling flames with your fingers
To combine sensory alchemy
Juxtapose the dichotomy
Until meaning meets fear
And we dream of collapsing targets
Sardonic architects compete
With compulsive negotiators
Former lovers and a single savior
We are all traders and traitors
Alibis neglected
We are eclectic
These violent voices
Are like violins waltzing
In forensic suspenders
Men without raincoats
Dream of removing their waders
And perhaps even
Opening some windows
Aug 2019 · 268
psychobabble
A narcissist is just an angel with devilish tendencies.

or

A narcissist is just an angel with a devilish demeanor.
Aristotle’s arrhythmic articulations
Appeared too apologetic for Aphrodite's amusements
Aroused by antisocial media’s alacritous abundance
Amidst arteriosclerosis and amphibiously obeisant Ophiuchus
Asclepius' ascendance was almost an abortion
Arrested by Apollo’s amorous attempts at aphrodisia
Ambidextrous Artemis’ androgynous appointments
Awakened ancient antipathies accentuating allopathic artifacts
Altercations arose among ambitious acolytes and Athena’s anorexic acidoses
Awkward Adonis actively agonized by alarming aneurysms
Allowed Antigone’s ambivalent armistice an aperture of acceptance  
Appointing an ambiguously appealing additive to the Argonauts
An anaerobic Acropolis arose amidst auto-****** asphyxiations
As Amazonian armpit hair advocates approved artificial insemination
The procession of lies
Is oblivious to our cries
So we observe defiance
And can only attempt
To counteract the obvious
Aug 2019 · 99
counteract the obvious
I don’t even know if you exist
I can’t teach you
Anything about this
Or that
I can’t seek you
Or pretend that we are equals
I can’t let you face
The heat of all oblivion alone
I can’t make you
Treat me less than you already do
I can’t defeat you
If I waste my time deifying you
I can’t believe in you
If I feel betrayed by you
And you can’t agree with me
If you've already been deceived by
Everyone that speaks to you of me
Are we meeting ourselves
Or are we depleting ourselves
How are we creating healthy bodies
If we are flying too high in finite skies
Making the most of alibis and lying
Hungry for the ****** hands
And sacred lands
That used to destroy our enemies
We are defeated by silent legacies
Long before the turning of the skies
The procession of lies
Is oblivious to our cries
So we observe defiance
And can only attempt
To counteract the obvious
Aug 2019 · 139
without a whisper
Former lovers and undercover brothers
Sometimes a great notion
Must stand on it's own two feet
Morning now comes without a ceremony
Sometime before the day’s end, you greet me
Hours of intimacy while you are still awakening
We are particles of permanent perplexity
Amidst perceptive prisons
We shift in and out of our insanity

So much for the way you like it
So much for the way that comes easiest
So much for the voice that says you are not clever
So much for the sound that has no meaning or measure

We are so much more
Than so many people like to think
We are so much more
Than the end of another work-week
We are so much more
Than our meager memories want us to believe
And so much more
Than the thunder underneath

We are so much more
Than the loneliest winters
We are so much more
Than the speakers we destroy
We are so much more
Than the fragilest fingers
We are so much more than
The harmony of the spheres
Which brings us to our knees a million times over
In order to speak to seeds
That usually disappear without a whisper

The dynamic masculine sits on a dragon
And gets thrown a thousand times a week
We are all suspicious of our inner warriors
For more than once we have felt them pierce
Our fleshy shields and compassion breaks down
Upon the roughest edges of our Shadow
Aug 2019 · 199
casual fridays
You don’t need a compass or a compassionate adviser
All you need is money and a thermometer, and if you’re clever
You can know the secret to the heat within your soul
Compulsory clothing requires its own unearthly punishment
This body keeps its temperature much colder than she'd like it to
I can’t teach you
Or reach you
No more or less
Of me exists
Than any other being
That’s ever been abandoned
In kindred waters
The wayfarer wanders
And ponders of the desert
Is it a lesson or is it a challenge
And will he ever know
What the f!@#ing difference is
Aug 2019 · 63
je t'aime à mort
I love you
There i said it
But if i tell you
Will i live to regret it
You told me
Little of your desires
You made me guess
As to what you preferred
Are we ready to speak more openly
And unfold our virtues
As well as our claws
Morbid monuments to the unknown
Speak louder than our throats can echo
So we cry into glasses of red wine
And take our time
Turning our tears and arguments into poems
Our fears are unknown soldiers
Fighting in the falling rain
Quiet as the rainbow
I know you’ll never
See me quite the same again
If i let you go, will you
Unfold or return to your sorrow
In the coldest spaces
The warmest set of hands
Can usually console you the most
Underlying themes of dissociation
And irreverent fornication
Amidst the embedded rivers of your heart
Concepts keep you running
Into arms that hold no more honey
Until you grow hungry and lonely
Enough to let go of your ego for a moment
Aug 2019 · 353
in-t(h)e-grit-y
Some souls are a little too porous
They break promises and justify it
A little too effin effortlessly
Words are my only medium these days
And I’d hate for you to have to hesitate
Just because you lack character and have
Nothing relevant or useful to relay
Aug 2019 · 147
millenialisms
School recesses are recessive lately
So you tell me all about the depression
That you are currently living through
The world is receding faster than your hairline
I regret to inform you of these regressions
That I am just an image-making time-machine
Here are my shortcuts; if you wish to keep up with my ig
Ctrl c to copy and ctrl v to paste
I'd really love to spend more time with you
Or some other people's money, wouldn’t you

We are running out of time
Do I have the courage to write
What it is I really want to say
It's all a set up anyway
We are framed for our virtues
And not to be blamed
For our ignorance these days
What's the use in resisting
For even if we did
I know we’d totes deny it anyway
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