the sun is up
today reveal itself
and it aint good

who did it?

who stole the power?

what shall we do?

our love has been perverted
our ability to love

what shall we do?

the slow reconnection with the pure
the overthrow of all limitations

the psychodelic expansion of self

today stands on its own
we too we
too declare divinity

we too
declare the reality
is ours
forever

we are real
here forever

come
my love

love

"if i was a billionaire

would it all be 'different'

somehow?"

he said

------------

and vomited

on the floor

the overly genitalized togetherness
the vaginated redundancy
of self inflicted passion
that makes us total strangers
in *****  form
seeking for a sense of oblivion
which we call "peace"

the warring factions have found us
and call us "home"

we stagger to the party
drinking "tea"
like any fool would
and we are nothing
if not fools
calling our indifference "love"

we were born in strength
we are now weak
we are dying
and we know it
but "who cares?"
is what we have been
trained to say

and so we say it!
we talk so well
we say "i love you"
to the corpses we breed

our overly genitalized pain
our vaginated lonliness
our cardboard images
upon ****** sheets

she's gone from me!

(OH! OH!)

............what a farce..............

---------------

stumble *** song and the boy on the hill
WHISTLES AND WHITTLES AND DREAMS
the little girl laughs and runs free with the wind
AND SMILES FOR EVERYBODY TO SEE

WHISTLES AND WHITTLES AND DREAMS
WHISTLES AND WHITTLES AND DREAMS

dreams of the fine day they will bring forth
from out of the suffering and pain
together forever in the purest of strength
SMILING FOR EVERYBODY TO SEE

WHISTLES AND WHITTLES AND DREAMS
sits on the gate of the corral
time to get on the horse and ride free
AND SMILE SO ALL FOLKS CAN SEE!

and the songs fade but a saintly poet or two
wanders streets and alley looking for who ever is here
here where the lovers met the gods and the maidens
are free and lovely and good
.......

i remember seeing you there!
........

the hours are corrupt and the leaders we worship are corrupting
evil greed-encrusted alien scoundrels as we all know!
....

and so?
......

and so!!!!!!!!

well!!

we are the song incarnate!
we are the utter epitome of pure god love and light!
we are the source of the only power still truly alive!

we are NOT
the politically correct automatons that they'd have us be!
the ******* robotic ditto-headed monstrosities of vote giving
impotency called "patriotic christian americana"

NO

we are simply "what you hear
when we choose to speak"

we are simply "what we do in accordance
with what we need"

WE ARE MEN AND WOMEN
CHILDREN ANIMALS FLOWERS TREES
SKIES AND WIND AND SEAS

we are what is known

we are always together

this we realize
eventually

Come

Let us not be Mere Slaves anymore!

--

The flesh has been torn open

This we all know
Thru our Singular fear

Our personal
Misery

And Isolation
----

(I still love you completely--

As in the Former Days)
----

We are gentle creatures

We are not meant for this Total War

Come

Let us live Pure

Face Death and see

What we truly are

----
Naked is love

We are much too transparently
Full of
Lies and deceit

----
We who
Have touched the stars!

---

We who have sought for
Found and entered

The fully beating

Sacred Heart!

----

Our minds have been torn open

It is time to heal

-----

Say :

"I love you"

&

Be

only in the mind space
Where
You

Mean it
---

If not?

Let silence take you home

---

Come

Let us be free

Die like heros

And enjoy it

and the long day breaks open and lo!
lo!
the tiny child street explodes
with rage and bombs
and this
(of course)
is why
some get rich and some stay
poor
(and die)
-----
labeling one
"pathetic"
(the new demonization)
excuses everything
and makes heroes of
the pathological monstrosities
being proudly bred
in a world not fit
for anything but the garbage dump
(and america)
----
the child sings
and appears
in minute form
momentarily existing
before
the bomb falls and he is gone

the utter desecration
the corpses are everywhere that we are
if we are anywhere at all

vibrancy!
(the memory of it)
has finally gone
except in the puerile mooning dreamer
as she wallows "in heat"
and wanders mid stars

the violent discussion
forced upon almost everything
we talk about
as we become again mere slaves

they say "god is not dead"
(those who are killing god)

we are so very beautiful
but that is no excuse for stupidity

tomorrow is frozen and still
in the horror of today

see see  the corpses

and the death

and the war

00"""00
O
====

Moon in the sky

The stars are dyin

All I hear is you

And you just cryin

••

Sad sad night
The lights are fadin

Your life

Never had a chance nohow

••

Singin a song

We gettin it wrong but it don't matter none

We ain't afraid

It ain't up to us
No
It ain't

••

Moon in the sky

Faces in the dark

The light is but a memory

Like a picture a you still in my heart

It's a good time  -- (the anger's just for show)
Hunger & death? -- who knows if it's really there!
-----
Amid the fairy tales ; amid the gro---
tesque , macabre insinuations, -- where
•
Mistrust cuts to the depths of the heart's blood
& we don't believe in what we hear or see
-----
When all we feel real is misunderstood
& we "fight for freedom" but are not free
•
Little lost child ( your anger's just for show?)
Hunger & death? -- my god!  Such stories!
-----
Told by idiots! --- what do you really know?
We would ask you but we're much too afraid
••
••
Little Mary & Joey in my sight
In the streets by day ;  in my dreams by night

there is one color predominate
RED
the blood that drips down every sky
infects every garden

and destroys

"destroys what?" some say

"destroys what?" i say

"well, keep dying,
the theory is you will be re-born some day"

in the middle of "where?"

"here" is a prayer

(hope you're listening)

(                              
(            
(
\/
/\
/    \

^^^^^^

Simple is this day

You still
Lookin for love

In the same ole places

The loneliness is breaking you down

••

Shifty eyes !

These are
The only vestiges left

Of a dream of a
Decent society

Corrupt to the core

//

Still !

We would
Open our hearts

Hopin for

A connection
To someone's
Still living
Heart

•••

Walking years of streets
Turning

Into ghetto dawn

•

We movin on

To nowhere at all

•

Simple day

We look for love

In the same ole places

In a world

Where all love is gone

do you still love?

can you still love
legally?

do you still love me....i mean

(you know what i mean)

are you loving anyone
are you capable?
is it legal?

are you a republican?
a democrat?
(or whatever?)

if so
how can you love
how can you love me?

are you a christian?
a muslim?
a jew?

if so you dont love me

the night is here
it is very dark
it shall be very long

do you dare
love?
do you dare love me?
are you capable?

can you love
legally

legally
legally

anybody?

(you know what i mean)

Alone on the rocky ridge

Above the sea

••
••

WELL

WE ARE NEVER REALLY ALONE

(Spy satellites and drone airplanes)

••

It's true

All the SHELTERING. IMAGERY  has been

***** and erased

---•---

We can't really call ourselves MEN anymore

•••

We aren't really MEN anymore

Tiny blips we live only on the computer screen

WE'RE GETTING  USED TO IT!

••

(Not being MEN anymore)

••

The girl sits on the side of the bathtub and looks at me

She cuts herself and starts to bleed

She scowls at me at says

"It's you

Making me do this

You know"

••

All I can say is

"gee golly!"

••

TWITTER TWITTER TWEET TWEET

TWITTER TWITTER TWEET TWEET

••

Drone airplane up in the sky

Precious

So very!

••

The gift

•••

bathing naked in the waters

The precious sacred waters

The gift

••

Preparing

•

The gift

Giving and receiving

••

he saw what he saw and said what he said

||||

||||

The gift

••

••

•

In the alleyways

Papers blowing all around

)  
(
     )
(
\/
/\
/   \
~~~~~~
~~~~~~

Fire in the hills

The soul comes awake

The lynched ***** lives !

•

AMERICA

Land of the demeaned

And home of the depraved

•

HAVE YOU READ THE CONSTITUTION
RECENTLY ?

The tea ****** asked the illiterate high school valedictorian

He muttered something in Chinese and was gone

••

The child was crying

The church had fallen down

On his head

•

Ready !

Little one I love you

The 1000 names of god

all the children gather

Under the full moon &
Stars

In the
Purest uncertainty
-----

(Death!

They talk of death !)

---

All the fleeing children

-------
Under
The full moon &
Stars

we aint got no country
---the world?

we aint got no god
----eachother?

if we want love we gotta love

-------

if we want love we gotta love

---------

if we want love we gotta love

---------

aint got nothin if we aint got love

-----

aint got no country
aint got no god

----

what we got if we aint got love

simple the pain

LONELY LONELY

simple

JOY IS HERE

in the lovely
in the brave

WE CAN HIDE NO MORE

-------

in the mist of vibrancy

words lose potency

and faces appear

(see!

it IS you!)

I KNEW IT ALL THE TIME

--

the naked revelation

DEATH

the simple pain

LONLINESS

we are strong

here

on the other side of the words

on the true side of the world

------

we are all junkies

we are surrounded by junk

junk men

junk leaders

junk poetry

---------

look!

in the SKY!

an opening

come

dare try burst free

----

if not YOU....who?

if not YOU, who, me?

SURE,

IM STILL HERE

---------

all is death

ALL

all is death

except

(except YOU?)

standing here with me

i climbed mount olympus

i said

"hi dad!"

----------------------

the rain is
and i?

who the god here?

the rain falleth
i arise

who the god here?

--

say woman
remember

do you

remember me?

--

the gentle rain

they say

enemies are everywhere

should i believe?

--

i don't believe

---

little hints of humanity
colored by true pride

in the gentle

the rain falleth

arise

arise

arise

all the baby talk
the puppy love.....!

the holiness
the burning bed
the broken mirror

we walk the glass strew streets
we are mad

all the baby talk
the puppy love.....!

the wars are now
and we love

high school
the bully days

our heroic
celebrities

who teach us
that

in love
there's hate

the baby talk
the puppy love....!

we mate we breed
and
go to sleep

tough as it is
(or isn't it?)

you a rich kid?
you a poor kid?

tough as it is
alright

stop pretending
cause there aint a thing you're sayin

we just here
we just here
we just here

looking for babes
drugs
or whatever

we just here
we just here

hopin daddy's got the money
so we can laugh and play.

tough as it is?
for somebody

death on the street
for somebody

oh the jolly party
for somebody else

we just here
we just here
we just here

looking for babes
drugs
or whatever

we just here
we just here

hopin daddy's  got the money
so we can laugh and play

add another song dear child

who do you think you aren't?

are you the spit of an image?

someone's little itty bitty something
writhing in alien winds?

history is a long story

but there are many hidden alleyways
where lovers are

making love
(or ......faking "it")

making promises
(or....."breaking  "them")

---
--
-


so add your own life as you see fit


beyond the alien assumptions

about

true lovers in alleyways

---
--
-

true lovers

move gently and tell

the story you already do
know so well

(  (                              
•
                             )  )




          /\/\/\/\

••                                  
                              ••                      •

Walk with me

The winds themselves are calling

All the people of the streets

///

Poet boy

Enough of all your lies

Sweet child

Your love is only fantasy

//

Oh poet girl

What is it you need

Why should I believe in you

Just look at what you're doing

///

Upon the ****** streets

Amid the paupers begging

And the old folks praying

To a god who died so long ago

••.      

  Mad for glory 's sake

Not a thing worth saying

Yet on soap boxes
                               How we preach

Of the grace of yesterday

••

Oh my god
                                               my ****** soul is faltering

How I would go home

If a home I might be seeing

Amid the hungry children

And the suffering

/////
                              ////

On yes you and I

Come upon the possibility

Of a lasting love

Of a gentle future growing

Unto the light

••

Well we might

Open hearts

And do it right

•

Walk with me

The winds themselves are calling

All the people of the street

and if even once
on a given day

any given day
as the sun does shine!

and the soul is seen
and the heart reaches

unto the mystery
for such as me

then the world shall be saved
from vanity

all the vast
potentiality here!

amid our follies
and undying fears!

was a manly image seen
was in a book or two

-------


we eat the s--t of strange beasts

--------

we are strangers to ourselves

----------

we eat .........

-----------

we know all truths but are afraid

------
-----
---------
-----

we are naked/raw

we live or die

do we know?





why?

little lost boys and girls
wandering the aimless culture
the broken streets

little lost boys and girls

the songs are there
looking for bodies to dance the dance majestic

the songs are there
looking for bodies to dance demonic stories into place

the masks are there
to hide true feelings

i am here
i see you
lost boys and girls

wandering the broken culture
tears running down your cheeks

little urchin angels
flower children
high green hills

warrior souls in rags
hobo railroad tunes
depression blues
and we too
are here

we
the
little lost boys and girls

all encroaching upon
MY LOVE!

hardly a single moment free
from the tension of the DEATH
moving in

head in the sand
hearts buried
in the
computer screen

DEATH
encroaching
upon OUR LOVE!

the gentle rain
the rain
of radiation
and DEATH

the gentleness
invaded by the knowledge
of total poverty

DEATH
moving in

only a simple reason left
a simple sentence
amid the DEATH
a simple child
(you?....or me?)

only the heroic
fit to be seen

In the DIABOLIQUE

The MACABRE

•

We stagger on
Into eachother

Thru and beyond

•

Creating DEATH

Destroying

••

("It's --- The Times ---"
We say)

••

Time for the sharpened mind
The angry stare

Time for Purely Selfish
Manifestations

••

Time for the

UNGODLY

The

MASQUERADE

••

To label as PRETENTIOUS

love for Man

••

The SHRAPNELED HATE

the blanket indifference

To eachother's fate

••

Does any true body remain?

Come its time to walk awhile and talk to Me

tender night.........beholding what we are beholden to,,,,,at last!

("will i ever see  "myself"  again?")

PATHETIC!

who else are you,,,who else can you be?

yeah
........feeling

a this an a that and the power an the joyousness

I SHALL DO!

(who else?)

the subway rumbles

do i have to go to new york city

an walk harlem and the rain?

do i have to see you once more?

(i know the answer, certainly)

a certain indifference

a congenital defect
(no confidence)

truth is against the law

love is unheard of

except from corporate barbie dolls

WE WRITE ON

RIGHT ON!

right on over to

oblivion

^
^
^
^
(( <<^>>))
////  • ||
<>

                    )
        #####
        /\      /\

++++++++

She be cool dat babe

She be

•

Seen her sit da ma

Real nice

••

She be honest / clean a heart

Lovin da itsy bits / da kids

Yeah

She be good

•••

Kinda proud to be wit her
Ya know ?

She make me a good joe

Whatever that is !

Just wanta get ta be a man , see ?

Ya know

Ta know what it's like ?

A real man

•

Yeah

She a babe show a man

Ta be a man !

•

She a babe do love

Cause I care

Bout what she does

NOT FOR SALE
---

Say pal

Can't you read?

NOT FOR SALE

--

It can't be given as a gift
Either

...

Ride the white pony
Thru hills

----

Ain't that the truth

Stupid girl

--

You who try to sell yourself

the empty theater!
the actors

"crowd upon the stage"
but the writer has fled
(afraid of the censors)

the set designer
is working on
setting up a scene

of mass slaughter
and war

replacing pixar imagry
with real bodies
as ordered  to
by the WAR MACHINE

people having *** with either ***
indiscriminatingly

and JUSTICE is for sale openly
in the court rooms
and the legislature

the actors cannot play human beings
because they have never
been one or
seen one

the writers have fled sanity
and the censors

the theater is empty now
only the graveyards
have ""clientele"

mother earth is dying

only lovers
like myself
are feeling well

aint over
til your soul dies

aint over
til you refuse to
stop cryin

aint over

--

when we first loved
we knew
"forever"
would only
last a while

but we loved

--

say you remember
to remember

--

the long night

---

i've died 1000 times

i'm still dyin

it aint over

--

we learnt it all
aint learnable

we only love

and love
is "life"
--

s0

it aint over

til your soul dies
and you refuse
to stop cryin

we are
always so very
vulnerable!

without eachother, prey
to politicians
business men
and other ****

we are always so
we are

and why not?

they can take their DEATH
and shove it up their "whatever"

if their heads aint in the way

or we

are too cowardly
to ...care

when i was a kid, me an this black boy
(an remember, slavery was still legal then)

we had just escaped some orphanage where they was plannin to lobotomize us for bein so dang ordinary

an the spirit of alan ginzberg come backwards! thru time an guv us a magic sunflower and he said "i hope this does sutra you"

so we said
"a couse it do" not knowin what he meant but then it burst into a poem and we wernt THAT stupid and we figured out what he meant

and so we became one humanity but then the oinkers they too united and so here is amerikka jes like always except it is you too who are here so what do you got to say an what ya gonna do about it now?

Softly hatred

•

(Unleashed)

•


The gentle the good the kind

••

Love is left behind

•

Doesn't give a **** I'm told

••
••


The slaves are bought and sold

The masters they grow old and die

••

Ode to the Hangin Judge

Ode to the Lynchin Tree

••

He paints his life in any way
That

Comes to mind

••

Gentle the violent rage

The hatred that haunts

The sense of decline

The Diner on the Road

The angel waitress in White

••

Every body got their thing

Love watches all hope fade

•

Doesn't give a **** I'm told

••
••

... // ...

Dream on !   ( lover boy )

••

We come from the slave plantation

Called " the Free World "

••

We remain SILENT

For the sake of Democracy

••

We are BOUGHT  & SOLD

Like pigs at the Market

As we sing the glory of

THE MARKET-PLACE!

••

Pimps and ****** !

( our leaders and teachers )

Raining ****** on the world

••

Say (lover boy! )

Who are ya?

You walk the Graveyard listlessly
Waiting

To be interred

Comes & goes

••

(Tears)

••

Do we even care anymore?

(Amid the addictions and the death)

••

Sweet my love you are
perpetual child of the inderworld

-------       -------       -------



Cast off the shrouds !

Put aside all the truths you think are yours to know

••

This Naked Hour!

•

Majesty!

•••

The train is leaving

All aboard!

••

Goin to
The end of the line

(The Mundane or the Sublime)

••

The ******* artists and their tricks

The ****** of Broadway or angels sweet

You won't know till you're in her bed

And you might not know even then!

••

Love

(It's all there is)

---       ---       ---

You may die here what of that?

•

At least you'll feel you gave your All

__

Loving life yeah everyone

•

Comes and goes

(Fear)

And FOREVER

HERE

you are

.



It's so groovy

Groovy YE love me


Groovy

                        ( It's so groovy YE love me )


Yeah yeah yeah

)(

Oh **

Groovy


Oh **

Groovy

)(

Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Ohh
Oh yeah !


////



It is

So groovy



Oh so very groovy

Groovy that you love me


Yeah yeah



Yeah


//

It is so groovy

Groovy thatl YE love me


Yeah it's

So very

Groovy

and in my most attractive form

all these manifestions!

...........................................over yonder!

even "here"

------------------

purest aura
...................................bursts thru

naked, holy......................"i am"

naked, holy......................"you, too"

---------------------------

dressed in the Royal Rags
of
Total Redemption

we attain
Mythological form

-------------

after the oil spill????????
?????????

well, (actually)

NO SUCH THING

----------------

barak obama

by being
the president of the united states

may get a merit badge
on his Boy Scout uniform

someday

runnin
goin home

i seen ya  i did
i seen

dreams in flimsy pastels
mergin with the fiercest wind
dreams in flimsy pastels
standin strong
before the sea

we was runnin
goin home
(and we did

go home)

we are stronger now
we see
youth

we remember

we remember
we
remember

dreams in flimsy pastels
we remember
standin up

to the wind
and sea

we see youth and give them

somethin to remember
somethin to remember
somethin to remember

tenderness
undresses the soul
.................................down to its aura

our evolving nature demands free love
what we need to do
..........................................is touch
eachother fully
(and be touched)

tenderly
..................change
comes
and so we may
possibly
survive until tomorrow

tenderly
..................strength

enters completely

and
if we trust

we may live

.



& the limping beggar

The wanderer

They call him      Mad

( seeking wisdom in the forests ! )

•     •

He looks up and sees !

And says

WHAT ? IS THAT A LITTLE TINY CABIN
THERE ?

HOW COULD I NOT HAVE SEEN BEFORE ?

coming

In and out of sight thru the morning mist

Was it really there ?

And who might be living there !

::

the limping sadhu slips on and upward

Thru the brush toward what he sees


As a little tiny cabin in the woods

Hidden by the mist

And his obscure dream

That some sage wise teacher might be there

)?(

He climbs the mountain !

( he overcomes his doubt and fear )

He climbs the mountain !


Yes
Yes


AND a sage wise teacher

" appears "


.

hinting at green skies
fertile
******* and eyes
on certain singular ladies

who contain
reasons
for not just spilling one's seed
and for knowing
the patterns and rhythms
of Nature
............and Love

men in the field
singular in their Kingly Powers

their (K)nights continue
Sacred Traditions

their children continue........
............
and continuously seed
the earth
with Divine Proximity
to the Divine

WE
who in Purity-only
rescide
within

greenly tinted blue skies
hands
and eyes

(singular men and women)

WE
are here
and shall

CONTINUE
CONTINUE
CONTINUE

to so be

all the songs we sung!

we marched with bright colors to the war

we hid our doubts with feigned show of loyalty

our pride crumbled unto DEATH

our children enslaved by the slogans we bred

--

so ugly....this

nation with its people

on their knees

begging for mercy

from viscious home-mad gods

and  all beauty undone

;;;;  
(  •  •  )
/-
/      \
/\

Staggers onward --- ( the hill ! )

•

DIGNITY

( we climb or die )

••

The angel-boy
( you ? )

On the empty barren streets we call
( in our foolishness )

" the World "

•   •

( She sees in the darkness
You and me )

•

The hill is slowly appearing

As are our

Boots
Rope

And the

Courage

Necessary

To dare to climb

••
In a moment please be gone

hey little child

it is the beginning
of your day

the power of grace
the beauty
of young eyes

is yours
NOW

--

sing in out
fearlessly

rise and shine

old foggies

stink up the place

only wisdom is necessary

only you and the real

only those who are truly here

--

hey little kid

you are  beauty

remain

Comes undone it does

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Earth

Cosmos

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Undone

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We write our lives opon the rocks by the sea

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The ****** rocks

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Undone

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We plant out Seed in vain illusion

That a god is there

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We put the laurel wreaths upon our heads

The flowers in our lover's hair

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We simply forgot to build The Peace

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Earth

Cosmos

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Disarray

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Perhaps a hero

(Sure)

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But everybody saying

YOU!

NOT ME!