The blaze in eyes while stories trade
sings deep rhythms in sand
vibrating into dunes.
Build,
building like pyramids
the cries of slaves pushing boulders
tap toes in hesitant syncopation.

A voice mumbles freedom,
while the Battle Hymn hums
across the backs of necks.
Kisses hiss like water pops
as sparks ascend into stars.
Blue Ribbons are ambivalent
to the sober back of the mind
as words take a decidedly
winning turn towards life.
Alive like fireworks, words
hiss in water pops
as logs and laws disband
themselves into our firepit.

I am a mountain,
Yearning to soar with birds of flight,
But I am twined with the earth,
Whilst animals ***** empires upon my back.
As a volcano lies dormant,
I, too, murmur gently,
Solemnly observing
My frustrated and polluted vigil.

no one knows
and no one ever will
and that's really all there is

Where do good ideas come from?
They shrivel away from the hypnotizing light of a virtual socialite
They grow toward the sun out above the clouds
Ever-present from birth to death,
They're the latest permutations of the same explosion that started that
Fusion core up there running
Running without stopping for a billion years
Fueling the experiments of life that consciousness spontaneously manifested
Across the planets
Each a test of a different vibrational frequency
Incompatible with one another but coexistent
Mercury's barren silver mines
And the Venusian valleys
And the regal red sands of Mars
And Jupiter's infinite wisdom and so forth to the edge of the Oort Cloud
And the green and blue ecology of earth, the waterworld
Where the entire drama we've seen so far has been carried out
The audience has grown in appetite
And doesn't always see that it too is the performance
But the unwilling blindness is all part of the sublime suspense of this subcosmic game
The planetary curiosity,
Can we make it? Would it matter?
We'll never truly die when we forget time

Why are they in the quest to reveal the surprise?
To know whether we are worthy of the prices?
Why is it that people abandon girls before they enter this world.
Aren't girls as precious as pearls?
Why do people destroy their dreams?
Before they open their eyes, to live their lives.

Is it fair enough they ask.
Why are they not allowed to enjoy like the rest.
Who receive all the riches and the best.
They can't step out without a support.
They are not let to live but let to abort.
All of this crisis begins from birth.

In spite of all this penance we suffer.
Not a word they utter.
But try and keep our families together.
Try and manage everything forever.
Help and support, wanting our world to move on.
And fight until we see the dawn

A night of sowing
Uncomfortable impressions,
Fading into blue distance.
Wanting nothing,
               Except one.
To much to ask?
Forget it.  
Anything could follow
           anger, shame or love,
Love so heavy.
Infinitely more everyday,
Light-years behind this new longing.
Ignorant of the real world
    missing    piece.

Stupid dreams,
        Don’t know anything.
Mudded in older with,
        Without waiting...
For Airport Embrace &
    The Picture Show