liver is nothing new
but liberty is a finer stew
james of the woods
john of the cage
rest in these glades for awhile
for rest stops abound
only on a southbound train
heading nowhere
near your destination
you undress the millions of dollars
you have hidden in your sneakers
your feet are bankers
and your shoes undertakers
remnants of the ancient soul
drown in the pounding rain
you whiten your hair in the snow
and wipe off the dust and dirt
that’s gathered round the stove
frozen like compound interest
between two relative fingerprints
this mist is just as close as your nose
and your feet are two dancing elephants
engaged in drunken rhetoric
they fund two lumpy stockings
with a legacy of coal
and **** these empty cottages
rented in the heat of summer
till the blackest ashes turn white
you churn the butter
through the dampness of the night
until the rose of morning
is ready to ignite
the flight of the seagull
comes with no warning
and the sound of a star falling
is what whets your appetite

remove the medicinal intrusions from being used by our seclusion
destiny returns fruition and seeds inhibitions in our psyche’s rebelliousness
i am still not impressed by your inheritance or your hesitance to being happy
yet we continue to persistently insist to exist in symmetric triangles
designed by the angels for our protection and enjoyment both sensory and subtle
i suggest we restore the animals to the forest and allow the grasses
to once again grow wild -- uncut, unbridled and unburdened by our hands or our egos

green leaves fall from trees
they give with so much ease
your heart sees
the songs of vision
enlivened by music
we all must wait for inclusion
her faith is grace
and oh what a fragile space
that is...

the world in which we live
gives hunger to the full
and takes freedom from the bound
our ancestors found secret groves
and uncovered hidden troves
of parsley, watercress, and clove
these fortunate waters could not be tread upon
by the animal’s daughters
who bred with limitless abandon

What now you ask
And wonder if
She stole the water
From your mouth
And turned it into blood
Love is a rusted out building
We argue and produce this music
Love is the road to choosing
We seek the truth in finger-paints
And sand-castles collapsing
Cancel your soliloquy
She doesn’t care to hear it
If you want to reach her
You need not ask for her permission
Instead you must seek her
In silence through a wilderness
Pleasure is a false road returning
You mourn the loss of your innocence
We have found the ground of our oblivion
And lie on it forever
Tonight i just want to drink
But we still need the thunder
To give it any meaning
And i am a castle undergoing renovations
So lay with me only if and when
You're ready for transformation
And this is a beautiful lesson indeed

There are lots of stars above us tonight
We are lying under a tall oak tree
The elders speak but we can't hear them
Over the sound of Death’s incessant snoring
I am absorbed and absorbing
How many teeth do you bare
I am undisturbed by your words
But your gestures fill me with a fear
So deep, I simply can not bare to dream them

sandpaper reflects our damages
radio stations weave eternity into sound bytes
yet one bite is enough to give you rabies
so back the F@$! up
and listen to your luck
allow for music to flow effortlessly
unglue yourself
from the tragic and stuck energy
i am logic forging itself
in a fire of shiny metals
petals of diamonds
remind us of collapsing realities
undiscovered colors
and passages out of this dimension
into etheric waters
surface temperatures
are rising like lightning
from the ground up
find trees to hug
jumping from knees to feet
and hands to mouth
round them up and get out fast
sound is music
infinite tunes
dancing fumes of vaporous intent
sent from heaven
let me at them
remind me of the sediment
and the contract we signed before dying
high as a waterlily
proud as a wasp
rested and assured of our death
your sentence is fragrant like a vagrant
stamped with burning jettison
turning reticent
hesitant to accept this love
as gifts from above
rub our souls and polish our hearts
i am tired of these games
training wheels may save lives
but a hundred miles later
she ate her last waiter
sore as a dancer
with a heart of a champion
our uncles were dandelions
sired in springtime’s basement
i choose medicine
not this heady nonsense
resume your poetry
and abuse yourself not me

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

Money is a comfort to some
Burned by the negligence in our hearts
We say we'll try to make a new start
But head straight for the old roads
I unburden my soul in your arms
But nothing ever comes of it
Just another mess to clean up
And again I am sent back to earth
To tend to some more unfinished business

i witness bliss in your destruction
a serendipitous demolition
with precision you tear apart
the remainder of my heart
and inflect the blessed pain of love

Faced with death or destiny you choose to rest in perplexity.

Underneath the woven tapestry of life
Concrete visions are the norm
Permanent storms are raging war
Upon each other’s dorm-rooms
Red faced and wasted i saw you naked
And fell in love with your ancient body

I often think in metaphors of war
Like Rwandan gun shots
And the unceasing ululations of our ancestors
We are sometimes mistaken for our actions
Like pacts of night-time comfort  
Made between black and white lovers
Or packs of rubbers and grief lost in a garden
We forgot that the fountain's hands had once been held
And gods had taught humans to dance on this patch of dirt
There was a time when your eyes looked so promising
That even I considered pondering momentarily
That something divine might exist in me
If only once more we could feel the stars speaking

lightning strikes through my heart
burning skies tear apart
this darkness in a millisecond
am i expendable
laughable
plausible
source-able
you are inexhaustible
your fire inspires longing
forming spirals
swarming like wasps on a journey
or a patient upon a gurney
what a heart-warming experience
this resilience
fingers pointing at the sun
will we also warm our minds
before the day is done
i am young yet bold
courageous like warriors of old
who held in their palms untold stories
of a Sun that shined behind closed eyes
and formed improbable worlds
from the shadows cast off their words

journeying through
the landscape of the soul
a snow-capped knee
brought me into crisis
a thigh gently covered with wild-flowers
struck a chord of lightning
the desert hearted cactus flowers
once in a single lifetime
your river-bed is made
to be drenched in the raw moonlight
by a cupola of vanilla frosting

I am weeping in a willow’s arch
at the foot-hills of a mountain
two streaks of colorful music that became trees
and infinite magical branches
the size of slender fingers
counted for all the sleepless nights
spent upon bottomless pools of nectar
at the center of your star-mirrored navel

stumbling down a trail
of ear-shaped spirals
then falling into a tiny nest
of moistened shadows
ten lips, one eye, and two hearts
a dozen celestial bodies
beyond form and function
you are a masterpiece so beautiful
the impossibility of reproduction
is only slightly more mysterious
than the absurdity of the lack of instruction

I rest in embraces too complicated to utter,
Isolated mono-crops will never control our hunger.

Older than a bat
I saw you in the stars
Following your heart
All the way back home
From all the bars you visited
You compare congratulations
To incongruent vacations
You sedate the understated
In anesthetic vacations
Vagitus vulgaris
Common among ****-sapiens
In silent reverie
We are speaking
To all the Goddesses at once
In silent memories
We are treasuring
Each of these precious moments
With gratitude and space
We faced our elemental being
Who never needs to chase
Or hustle to receive Her grace
Om Namah Shivaya
Om Shivaya Namaha
We are fundamental particles
Held together by invisible strings
These scalar waves of pressure
Are infinitely stronger and subtler
Than a thousand waterfalls
Gravity is our mother
And we no longer struggle
To stand up or down
We pack it in and out
As hymns of love
Grow in our frames
We straighten our spines
For it often takes more
Than ten thousand years
And millions upon millions
Of men, women and children
And perhaps a few billion
Unnecessary deaths
Or a trillion unsuccessful attempts
To complete the naming
Of all the many beings
Inhabiting the earth and stars
Which collectively comprise
The universe's heart
She sings, long live the king
For life is a marvelous thing
Still we are all a little off course
In developing mental health strategies
That actually do
What they're supposed to
For each and every single species
Is only half as radiant
And usually twice as complacent
As any shade-giving or fruit-bearing tree
These sediments are indeed sentimental
And all these fallen feathers
Speak only to living beings
Who fly on tiny wings of freedom
Your kind blue eyes
Blink twice as fast as mine
And disguise all your pretenses
Fingers often keep time
And finders keep rubies
Losers weep emeralds in glorious grieving
But can anybody tell me who the f@#!
Are all these pseudo-teachers
That sell you their minds so cheaply
If buying time is a waste of money
Then meretricious attorneys
Bleed you of your dignity
Currently it is only in dying
That we see no need to speak
While our currency is evolving
We are solely imitations
Of our inimical engines of digestion
As sedentary wives
Remain tied to triumphant spines
Shining like a pestilence
Atrophying like elephants at a circus
Their bodies and minds imprisoned
And bound by imaginary stakes in the dirt
Young prisoners in solitary confinement
Are hiding mental gems
And emotional diamonds
In lonely shipping containers
For you to polish and find
Like two lovers intertwined
I can guide myself despite your lies
I resolve to see
All corrupt lawyers go blind
While many more are voluntarily buried
Beneath their own illegal fantasies/histories
And bureaucratic guidelines
While in the depth of night
She yields to no-one
And only kind words
Can heal these enemies

velvet sandcastles made of himalayan salt
pour through the cracks in the earth's hearth
our institutions have become belligerently numb
so we must illuminate the stains
with fractured fingerpaints
watercolors whimsically welcome you in trust
dwell in bliss
in the forest of freemasonry
jump off twisting turning
blinking winding sprays of saxophones

melodic dance
lyrical romance
young gypsies
just for the day

she asked if they would be willing to play a game
picture this, she said
positive purposeful courageous
to remember that god is all around
in the smallest sound
in the stones
love hides her little face
and plays coy
while she waits for you to chase her
under rocks and around the bend
into rivers and ponds
for love's grace knows no end

Desire is a fire
That connects us to the heavens
Reminds us of our origins
We are ambivalent to the gods
While they speak using our tongues
Words and symbols are plenty
Yet totally empty
Devoid of meaning
Without ample life experience
We flounder in a sea of groundless being
A dichotomy indeed
To breathe and seethe
With the rawness of needs and desires
I inspire compassion and attraction
Magnetic action is diverse and never perverse
We are reflective, selective and interconnected
We are agile, fragile and dance like daffodils
We are saddled with guilt and shame
Yet you ride ******* through life’s pain
On unstable horizons
Dinosaurs deny your company
And relatives neglect the comfrey
Leave piles of waste behind their houses
Impermanent traces of yesterday’s pottery

what crest shall i rise upon
what death shall i undergo
to reach the snowy land of wisdom
gnosis persists like a stone
nothing can tire it
yet i am broken and weary to my bones
i release into gravity’s rainbow
poetry, ha what vanity
prose is the only master here
i use syntax like you use disaster
through this curtain
i am uncovering everything
you use me like a fox
i use you for mending my socks
pockets of vitriol hung in stockings
we might as well change the locks
before the burglar attacks, again
indeed she cries, I’m tired of your lies
descended from those ancient spires
you only claim to be a man
that's when I felt the need to reply
at least i don’t deny you your pride

Tenderness is well spent
Like well earned money
Your deadly sins once again
Win you the royal treatment
Her eyes make me cry
For i am softer inside
Than her ******* ever were
Sad as a melancholy dream
We are collecting lies
And returning them to their mothers
What are we here to expect
When all we see is neglected
You hesitate to drift
Into a hypnagogic verisimilitude
Reality is the only food
Worth feeding to the moon
So keep using your heart to speak
Just check in with me please
Before you are ready to leave
Letting go we drift into snow covered hills
And why do we need
These lonely thrills in order to speak
Her kindness breaks down
Underneath she is angry as a cow
Like a bull in heat
You sweep through the streets
Like cattle in the marketplace
Faced with death or destiny
Instead you choose to rest indefinitely
Among the vicissitudes
Of hatred, apathy and infinite perplexity

Impenetrable circumstances
Burning with vehemence
Whenever you try to change your reality
Something always goes wrong
Strange strategies
Sycophantic tendencies
Implacable regard for authority
Verbose prattle pouring out of me
Disregard for seniority
Compulsive writing
Swollen images
Strategies and syntax
Swollen paragraphs
Sordid heirogyphs
Stolen from a pharoahs tombs
Smoke and flame erased our names
From yesterday's history books
Still we resume our communications
And behold we are talking to you
Vindictive saviors
Never waver from the truth
You think you're clever
But you'll never know the use
You'll never rule the earth
Sediments demand sacrifice
Highways of vultures pursue our youth

Steal your heart
And take it to the market
Alarmed and impersonal
We are like organic produce
Are you confused
By the looseness
Of these sentences
If you choose to
We can be friends
Without many benefits
If I pretend to know myself
Will you pretend to be amused
If we don’t really comprehend
The ending of our sentiments

She gambles with gamma rays
Me eyes don’t know what to say
The mind says run but my heart won’t stay away
I don’t want to play these games
Gamma rays are deadly
But so is love
I run for the cover of a supermarket
Rather than take part in your midnight circus
The lotus eaters are at the theater
They speak of love but deny their own teachers
Your face is formed from the ether
While breathing life like feedback from a speaker
I sneak a look at your homework
And check your answers against
The virtuous serpents of my imagination

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

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

Dance on the water,
Love is the wind that guides our ships.
Paddle boarding in this river is rare,
She says, no need to worry,
For I've come well equipped.

i am frowning like the sun
the drowning has begun
this hunger is never done
for love is our dinner
and this food is even simpler
for sitting still is nourishment
that's potentially even sweeter
whenever we are on the run

This a message for all the ***** people that think they can trade kisses for sentience and not simply live to tell about it
There's nothing so important that it really can't wait until the morning
There is no need to apologize for your shadows if they're old enough to take responsibility for themselves
The sound of love has been uncovered in the basement of all our churches, mosques, synagogues and temples
Whenever the weather is too good to be true it probably is and what appears to be real is frequently just an illusion
But you also shouldn't let that stop you from doing what you've chosen to
And if we are persistent we will eventually unveil all of this confusion
Seeing through densities and targets with all of our discernment and our reason
We are the reason you envision lovers giving kisses like its actually nobody else's business
We live in a fundamental rebellion and everything's already alright regardless of what it says on television
Life is the liminal space between existence and oblivion
We are fundamental particles of naked persuasion who like to dance dynamically on anomalous targets of diabolical estrangement
We are eternally proud of our ability to come into coherence and cohesion
We speak recitations of fantasies inclusive of these fabricated realities and imitations

You are trudging towards the waterfall
But hidden underneath the lettuce patch is a dream
A carved image in the center of your delicate being
Life is as fragile as any other shallow pool of water seems
Your bedtime stories were always found to be a little boring
Until the moment you turned around in your mother’s belly
And made the most out of something everyone else had forgotten
You were cast out from the hallways of your family
Haunted beauties and lonely human beings
Making rules only for the ruling
Our truest places always remain facing north
For when we are young we seem strong, thin and determined
And women often argue with each other to begin anything
So please agree to go deep within your body
And make space for these lasting visions
If we are awakened to our feelings
Than someday we might know how to obey them

Settle down and rest in your hurting
Speak of singular beings
Falling into infatuations
Failure to surrender
Is not a failure to comply
The water lilies are wild
And so are your eyes

Whoever designed the rose
must innately know
the secrets of my heart

There is dirt on our phones
So we polish them with our bones
Combine pine-cones and pyramids
To see the stars in your eyes
They are dry like the desert
But perhaps we are thirsty eagles
Advancing along the edges of oblivion

Keep yourself clean
And dream of my heart
We never parted
We just left each other alone
For to die happy is to find your home
So comb the sand
And do handstands alone
When you remove the demands
From your sentences
And speak in sweet undertones
You'll see the feelings
That you've already known
From here to there we've grown
Into our houses and homes
I'm waiting for you to return
Like ocean waves on better days
You once sprinkled water upon my soul

Nothing takes form until there is a storm
And in that moment you decide
What you are going to write
I am a poem and you are the dawn
And we are the faces that we all forget we carry
I have your heart in my heart tonight
And we can make it all better by caring

shred those letters
lift off your sweater
and make love to me again
by darkness’ comet
i have sworn my heart to someone
and can never forget her face
in traces of music
invisible spirals
make their forms against the
waves of time

surrender hind-legs
targets yellow spines
yellow stems
flowers blend into frogs
tree frogs tree apples
tree fruit heart numinous
nervousness next level
levitation into vibration
watermelon seeds
stars, steam, sand and shadows
i allow
keep talking spinning
weaving the stars
love is a happy motorcycle
bathtubs zoological
sisters straight eyed sailors
cumber-buns saviors
yawning in the wind
at the hint of a spark
gravity embarks on sacred journeys
desert walks soul visions
quest into westerly winds
pools of tough romance tough love
chances are that now and then
we will pretend
that we are more compassionate
then we are

The depth, width and breadth
Of all nonlinear dimensions
Are exceedingly less quantifiable
Than the imminent direction of your breath
When its projected back through space
I seek wholeness in the hidden chambers of your breast
And find music in your laughter's gentleness
We have outdated attitudes framed upon our walls
And old hallways that echo with the altitude of our confusion
A cornucopia of consciousness and desire
With a smile that lingers like a fire
She inspires my heart to break free
Of silly people’s strategies
We are bleeding underneath our sleeves
With skin and teeth ready to bite
We are all getting high tonight
Higher than the azure sky
Reflected in another pair of eyes
And more blinding than the Sun
Can you tell me who is the one
Who knows your name
When we retreat into our cave
Darling don’t get enraged
We are all slaves to her grace
While you play this game or that one
It doesn’t matter that much anyway
Since you’ve come all this way
You might just as well
Try to never be the same again

certain
           words
                    when strung together
haphazardly
       are often mistaken
                                       for poetry

Ugliness is commonplace these days
So we save the best for later
Last night you went away
And i stayed awake for a thousand centuries
And prayed to all the gods that i could name
That maybe you'd return to me eventually

i miss your body
and the way it graced the floor
hours spent rolling on wooden boards
tumbling and twirling
you were like a tiger
and we were all your admirers
loneliness is pleasant after quite awhile
and all of our shallow longings
are never quite fulfilled
rude men and women
rub you the wrong way
so come over darling
and i’ll teach you how to play
fair and square like the government
ha what a joke
our hands are bound to politics
but corruption is the rope

shreds of wisdom cast before the fire
our accents thick as honey
what else can we burn
someone asked
and you replied
what about the money

why do we pontificate to the point of no return
if language is a bridge
than i wish to toss you over the railing
and what if i did
would you despise me or be grateful
are we certain that we are angels
or perhaps we came about by accident
our opposable articulations merely artifacts of evolution
and would you be opposed to me
never knowing your other names
forever shaming each other
for the ways that we are the same

same language
same bodies
same insecurities
same feelings
same meanings

shreds of wisdom cast before the fire
our accents were as thick as honey
what else can we burn, you asked
I replied, what about all this money

What can hide that taste of your sorrow
What can mask your grief and your hatred
What is swimming in your mouth and your stomach
Who is awakened by the sound of it's rumbling

once we were human
in each other's arms
we were shown mysteries
we could hardly fathom
and we held them to our hearts
now we’ve lost the music
and sold our souls to the stars
what ever happened to the thunder
and the calling of the true
in static water
i saw my own reflection
in moving shining waters
i learned about the essence

sentence me to this willow tree
and i’ll be bound for silence
swallowing the marrow
you neglected all the violence
sister of the wilderness
sister of the sea
respect the aging waterlily
and tie your hands to me

come now what are we doing
forever running around in circles
i am choking upon these words
its not their fault
wisdom is stolen
and made to fit in a box
our hands are like flowers
eaten by a fox
we cut off our clothes
to make room for the world
and disguised our souls in nothing
feelings suspended we rear-ended the world
stood upon bridges waving at girls
shreds of starlight
reflect the falling carriages
sadness and birth are beyond our marriages
same story told throughout the eons
our personal feelings are diluted in the sea
just as we could no longer hold on
our shadows found the ground
and we floated down to safety

i revel in the sweet mistrust
citrus blossoms swell with fragrance
spring is here so let’s be vagrant
accepting emptiness as it is
victimless the misty hues
streets of water
streets of wine
streets of blue and streets of time
signal to me
and i’ll signal to you
nod your head and i’ll nod mine too

dress in black
and cast your shadow
i’ll catch your arrows as they fall from wombs
burning on thrones of dollar bills
throes of hunger and throes of woe
sewn into hands upon your mantle
all are lit except the candles
self portraits frozen in stillness
spill the whiskey on the miller’s witness

burn the bread that you are baking
in life’s funeral parlor
my hands are quaking
shaking
and taking their fill
of flour, water, yeast and rye
and pouring it all into copper pots
her stockings rip and tear on rocks
i hold steady
to her fading
truth be told i am waiting
as ugliness
breathes
dread into this bread
threads of laughter
in my head

respect
your elders
take your shelter
unclench your fists
stay open to the mornings drunkenness
please
seethe with silent ease
and glide upon the flesh of earth
her skin your memory retains
the taste of flesh the scent of breath
the scene was tantalizing

her story is a bride’s tale
sung by the orphans in the fields
growing juicy berries
her face is covered in their stains
i abstain from feeling freely

is the longing for goodness shameful
then please embarrass me with your kisses
embrace me with your quickness
madness is merely darkness retrograding
your eyes are blades of grass on hillsides
upon mountains and dark caverns
socks worn down by iron ore
treasures sunken in your lips
i see heroes and villains all too quickly
turning into children
burning like ****** in Vietnamese
forests
your studs and your mares
with dollops of hair
whipped cream frosting and strawberry tarts
eclairs are bought on parisian streets
lanes of fire
are blinding heat

your time is now
so read the words of the Niscean sect
and accept the prophets that have been neglected
really open
really feel
that this opening is real
her apple peels are earrings
cored like her feelings
stolen from the ceilings of gardens and queens