I lost 100 dollars on a bet
because I said you'd be my bride.
I don't have to say much more
besides it's not the money i miss.
you gave me **** with my cheerios

and water with my oatmeal.
At least I got some A-1 with
my steak, only about
a half ounce though.  not too
much more than that though.

you gave me sunlight to make some snow
some fire to have some falling rain ,
You gave me nine protestants in Spain
While you laughed and told me
to cry because I deserved it.

you cut my eyes with Band-Aids and
mined a new road to magma. You had one
bucket to put out the volcano
you gave me a plastic knife
to whittle you my heart from stone

but at least you gave me the box
that had 500 knives. you said
I'd never run out.

It's the two of you that are meshed while our
hearts clashed in outer space.
Smile upon the stars is what I said
my only dream would be
but yours had to do with
the crater moons and speed of light.

You know
At this point I'm compelled
to join
in this dance, this masquerade. I
have an
assortment of hats, green, black, blue ,
stripped, ribbon,
turquoise, I can hide behind. No ones seen
the face
that holds it all. They've only seen the color of my mask
on that
day when the world was at turmoil, no
mask to
wear. Emerge the healer the soother
for mines
run out please. Have it anyway you like and enjoy but
be weary
of the no soliciting sign at my door.  We don't need
the world
to end because the appropriate mask wasn't marked
With flowers.
See beyond the masks and see that they're all me past present and future.

We agreed it was the
******* of life searching
on our hands and knees
as meteors burnt up

in the atmosphere
discovering new through
burnt ashes and falling
in love too fast while

the child in us screams
where's the fresh cement
of unbeaten path? Silly
scowls sit with little lips.

Abduction he swore! They
probed picked his brain .
Meanings change when the lights
start to flash

and your senses are hollow
gelatin mix. Remembers not how
they got to be but
where it used to go

He said purgatory got him here
because he told them he
didn't want to wait.
Moses had to wait for

thirty years and millions
of lives.  His naked ghost,
hair whiter, than artificial
light when he said

“it was in the naked catacomb
when the walls fully dressed, in purple's
nobility, while not forgetting to grab all
the beggars' begging.

the leak was quick not slow
and the air pumped itself.
Athena looked down and cried at
the misery. She pleaded for no flood, she
couldn’t persuade God.

Crumbling steal and birds of fire
brought upon the sand
that got stuck in the mouths. Grains from
different dunes all on one spoon

Does not mix all to well just like
how Noah placed the Lions
beside the Zebras in an empty place.
  
Mayans mark their skies as
Cats will their lives.  They don't worry until
they're down to one, down to one
grain of sanded rice that's supposed to
feed the entire world but won't suffice until
someone sees at last.

Better too late than never, as they'll often say.”

Twisting and turning
    Is what she said while my heart
Was carried away by the
    Morning breeze. Escape by
Swirling back to the trees was my reply.
    She didn’t believe me until the
Atmosphere aligned my soul into a diamond.
    Pressures all there is anymore
Whether diamond, crystal, or metamorphosis.
    She wanted to know how but her
Train got lost. I tried to warn her
     When they stopped the L train
And the windows were filled with
     Iodized salt and fat free chips.  I’m the
Beaten path trying to grow grass back,
    The dead branch from the fallen snow
Wondering how I got so low on the ground
    When I remember that the morning breeze is
Coming round soon.

yesterday, I caught my words crying
not out but within.
cryptic and concealed no more
as the rain poured up
and the ice melted shut. The muscles
isotonic strain kindles heart filled
hurtful strength as
endurance accelerates.  
Wasted ones and fives
on groped lonely women.

The ******* forgot the fishbowl
and his keys on government steps
but remembered the leaky wineglass.
Total recall enforced
the key ring's silhouette rolls on by
looking for the keys
to grab a broom and clean up this mess
of market debt and ajar markets.

Ceiling tiles mist and swirl
and wait for mercy to strike again

I was on a leash when my love sat
down next to me.
Even the ivy on the old brick
is freer than me.
Freely the bird can fly to ivy,
She mocks me, ***** and mocks
I'm an old carpeted dog
After a wash in the afternoon sun.
I bark when there's fire in my belly
Even when she *****
Her wings so tender and close
now's the time
to hide my bone though its the last thing
I got to show.
The tiles break and formed a hole
way back in 1892
For her young to beak through storm
Its being ready to live
and forgetting how to die
When they come
and levee the hole with her inside .
It's the underground rumble
That I trembled behind
Inside the endless tire circle
in circles of tires.
It was fifty cents for a click of a pen
Now here I am
Waiting for her to use her wind
To bring the levees
Down to the last ***** of chisel