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

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

Dead to the world
With a black dress and a **** figure
Literally color blind
When underwear is broken
Grief is a tragic missile
I make you laugh
Until you can’t take it
Nuzzle me with your fingers
Sting my eyes with soap
Ply me with flirtatious smiles
Your eyelashes will surely tell me
All I ever really want to know

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

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

you who are beauty
stolen from the moon’s mansion
a dress the color of coral

to hold one close
is to burn with longing
while your duty is calling you away

so remember
that all my arrows are broken
and you are the compass
that leads men to freedom

believe in tigers
for their smile is wider than
two elephants kissing

almost a minute has passed
yet without the raft of god
no man can ever return to land

the shore is lonely
without your heart
so hurry and lift up
the rocks that have fallen

remember that once bitten by this mosquito
a mountain will grow from your soul’s exhalation
and reach the sun by morning’s official dawning

give way to the peaceful blessing
or sing me to sleep while i am expecting
dreams to caress me
and utter my name in your dizzying voice
music is the throats way of filling itself with joy

loops from your ear
sting like the water
on a cold pacific beach
I jump from those cliffs into rivers of speech

instant release is ready for you
if you are willing to help yourself
to a second serving of madness

relatives drift like targets
before your eyes
treat them like savages
and voice savage longing
for kindness and lightning bugs to carry
while you were left waiting
in the days before
we knew each other’s eyes