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404 · Mar 2015
Untitled
Michael Parish Mar 2015
You want to go
I can give a car
And  weird smile
Come change tires
So I'm ready
So I made something
Gods love doesn't flow
Some gir make me happy
Oh well how do we ever know
I'm painting
I'm I'm choking
I'm ready for graves
Go inside building
And look for leaves
I'm trying to tell you
We can always find a crumpled up failure.  
Don't let go we're riding dunes
Don't lauph looked batman
Don't sing like Sinatra
What you own is your own.
Leave imtelect like a bird
You can only watch ballet dancers
You can only make a river with or with out control.  So have fun
Tell us all your wife loves you
More then mountains  and small towns
Tell us all what you think about
404 · Dec 2014
Untitled
Michael Parish Dec 2014
Our tender heads
Had to have protection.
Why hills?
We could of loved wearing
Thick honey forever and ever.
Remember the chaplain and his white
Peacefull print outs.
There's a prize if you can love god.
There's a way to write in perfect cursive.
A good world is seldome made.
A good father will never be real with you.
He has learned not to listen to opinions.
His son is idle
We both failed like paper bills.
We both lie to stay
surreal.
Because of his secrets I will
Have my own death to myself.
Because we have no courage
For dead beat reality.
403 · Jul 2014
Lost Bait
Michael Parish Jul 2014
The Currents attack like an octopuses claw
The dead dark musky scales unthaw.
403 · Nov 2018
New november
Michael Parish Nov 2018
After half a season
The hard dry weeds sway  with frost
A black crow  flies.
402 · Nov 2015
Aniversary
Michael Parish Nov 2015
The seductive ghost at the wheel of my fire bursting finger tips still an  old silvery soul ricketing the shutters delicatly.  your lauph bursting across our living room like tiny bubbles, little birds flapping their pink feet above  magnolias.  What a whisp of beauty it is to still know how much we care for eachother.
401 · Dec 2014
Goddess with mortal
Michael Parish Dec 2014
Out of her calls
Come calypsos
Defiance
Alas perfections
Immortality
Total sexuality.
Michael Parish Oct 2013
We saw so much grace in her small frame,
And so much Joy from her untied spirit,
It is why we wish the cancer never tamed it.

Her strengths were bound in our young classroom.
We moved  our growing eyes away from the dry eraser board
To where she rose  her hand to wake our knappy morning gloom,
and With her genuine vocal chords, she rose all
the happy boys up against their proud pro-football dreams
to talk in boy "oh ya".

but now comes the minister and we are with her in spirit.
It is why we wished the cancer never tamed it.
Michael Parish Sep 2013
Ones self I sing
    
      Yet utter the words
    
?.. gin & tonic lol.
Michael Parish Sep 2014
I have to see you two naked...

****!

It's all the same

If I was blind.  You would
Just say God Dam you!  

Then throw me in the dumpster.  

Well some one worst then you two
Found my Asian logo
And now I can safely say
They want to pray your boy friends
Gay away.  

Ya,
But even I can't see god
You guessed it
I'm in church  twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Wishing the pastor
Quit farting in his microphone.  
I'm always to close because
The sound man says he can't
Hear a rat
Munch a page out of Genisis
Ya it's the same.  

Either place I end up
I always get used.
I get pushed
And when that happens
I ALWAYS QUIT *******
WORKING.

Sounds like someone I know.  
Peace out!
388 · Sep 2013
The spider
Michael Parish Sep 2013
Im always in somebodies way if you stop to think about it.
I gave up counting the number of times someones face
Got caught off guard when they sped Into my sticky silk.
I end up on the sidewalk all over again when this happens.

But

I never get tired of falling to the ground.
Because I know im always going to land on
Eight feet and be able to find a more suitable
home for my perfectly natural life style.
387 · Mar 2014
Missing pictures
Michael Parish Mar 2014
Whats lost when the masses
Make a pose. All of them out there
Standing the streets
So natural and frozen
I could disapear for eons
Hoping
Ill live forever
Regretting the punishment
Of
Knowing I forgot my third eye
To observe

the forgettable souls simmer and
Rise into the open air
And fade forever with all
The uncaptured moments
In time
Un able to repeat the same exact perfection.
385 · Dec 2014
Portrait of Desantos
Michael Parish Dec 2014
If you consumed your own
Omnipresence inside
The grieving soul your
Mother wouldn't pace around
In polka dotted insomnia thus
Your old society
Of Sunday tee times
Wouldn't of become another old
Nova.
And now the apparent storms say  only then
Can the wind leave us
Thoughtless
And only then can
Clocks whisper
Quietly how time
Erases care and grieving.
382 · Feb 2015
Take any old timers advice.
Michael Parish Feb 2015
Take any old timers advice and
He will tell you:
Love empties like a pitcher of beer.  
Wisdom to the unwise or maybe
Just advice when you close your tab and dream of a girl who reappears always.
377 · Oct 2013
Let there be music forever
Michael Parish Oct 2013
Let there be music forever.
Let Handel, the king of kings
love JZ forever.
Let them sing: Love calls us to the things of this world.
Therefore fufilling Richard Wilburrs promise.
374 · Sep 2014
Short poems (pandora radio)
Michael Parish Sep 2014
1

Black beans
The earths hair
The roots of her body
Gazed  at my blue horizons
Like endless hills of wheat.

2.  We ran away in
This red convertible
Your arm smiled
Like the way
That Bonnet you wore
Shun with your smile
In the front seats warming leather.

3.   I can't believe the elm trees
Welcome a rattle of wind like the way their leaves
Leave   his midsummer dreams.
How Cana boy
Finally
Return
With his crazy lover
Like the American dream
Was all about her desire.  

4.  I told ya she took all I had and I'm still
Dancing
Like the wide rivers
Releasing the passion
Inside of crying glaciers.  
To keep my river fresh and blue forever
Like generations
Of salmon returning home.
373 · Dec 2014
Untitled
Michael Parish Dec 2014
You are heads or tails
What you give me I except
Subconsciously.  Inside me I make
You forgetful.
So some how

Now you are women on sand.
Unapproachable
Inside me she has been impressionable.
What she knows I change quickly
When she calls me I stand
Respectfully
When she drops I pull her out
Like buckets of squid.
Michael Parish Feb 2015
if you said to do what i was afraid of
i would use my pool stick case
and felony every red truck window
along my short walk home.  
if you said to do what i was afraid of
i would kiss an old admirer
he would feel my seems rip while we
play recliner.
if you said to do what i was afraid i would take every
******* chance i believe in.
if you said to do what i was afraid of
i would of waltzed around the pool pockets
ignorant, never even giving a **** about dollars and the juke box.
if she said what i was afraid of
i would of swung  across the table and kissed her.
359 · Mar 2017
Elegy for the non living
Michael Parish Mar 2017
The lodge polls shake and skin their branches down.
The bloodless pitch of sap always browns!
The freedom of wind swooping through the cones!
Needles touched to blossom in creeks and streams!
Everlasting Proof we can never die alone.
358 · Jan 2015
Breakfast at Tower Lanes
Michael Parish Jan 2015
There's old junior Bobby
Waltzing fine felt elegies
Back stage fronting
Towards his morning
Patrons of widowers
And their crows
Feather coffee
Trying so hard
To tell young
Men what
Their Rose gardens
Once did before
Our now lady returns with
Smiles hoping
The one letter she took
Out of her name
Creates better tips.
356 · Jan 2015
My poor washed up Mother
Michael Parish Jan 2015
My poor washed up mother
Of fifty three has nothing
And I will never move away...
The last line is ironic.
354 · Sep 2013
Very lucky
Michael Parish Sep 2013
You do not need every penny on the grey side walks.
   You dont have to avoid breaking the mirror inside of your soul.
   Just listen to the wind slowly move the leaves.
   And follow your quiet dreams know one will ever know.
   Rite now the salmon are returing upward against all odds.
   What ever you loose.
   And when you win.
   Remember how lifes sacrafice begins.
353 · Nov 2015
Looking left. (Breifly)
Michael Parish Nov 2015
The dial clocks in at smooth jazz
And out the window californias
a smudge of wild finger paintings.
352 · May 2014
Unstopable
Michael Parish May 2014
One in eight
God damit we
Lost our souls.
Now the men
Work until they boil.
We saved and paid
But still lost it all.
Yes we still collect unemployment.
I was young and now im
Asked how good I am at bending over.
I used to sell needs
To bring them fortunes.
Now im stuck wondering if
I brought them fame.
I am to old to tell my sons
When ill have to leave.
They dont understand how my memories fading.
Im trying and hoping they return
But I understand why they burn out.
I only wish they would forgive
The way I gave up.
348 · Aug 2013
Returning to earth
Michael Parish Aug 2013
I tried and gave up before I got killed from the choking smoke.  I couldnt save a book from the old flames scolding ambers.  I watched it all do itself in.  Later I scattered beer and clear **** over the ashes.  And thought of my old garbage:
Everything lost its meaning,
The Picture frames
And Tv sets,
My hawain legg lamp,
Their all at home with earth again.
I heard fires good for earths rejuvanation.
It takes us back home again,
Our real home, even if it seems like a soiled creamatorium once in a while.
344 · Jul 2014
Done in
Michael Parish Jul 2014
Hauled away
  Like expensive tuna
God dam mr. Flood
  He flipped like a schooner.
344 · Oct 2019
REACH
Michael Parish Oct 2019
This kid was fired
currsed
ready to rap
born with trials
sleepy with credentials
ready for theworld as a whole
tired of leaving it slivered
unborn in the case
resurrected with champaighn
and solve poor boy
makes it roar
upon the streets
roars make beats
we live it all
unabrasive
worlds far away
from stardom
bricks spouting freedom
take this
and tell me
if we all deserve
to be ourselves
ring love
with seldom days
when earth went to far away.
troump with that head
marble in freedom
brake asty verse
make it your resume
your life's work
is everything you do
quit playing aces and
skip around the decks
lift your eyes in the brine
see everything as sunchine
take every breath and think
in the unwakable places
make a dark mine lite with
golden cqracels a dream against
unrully time
listen in
keep your Whit's thin
look at every stranger
and know what they are.
cry through ur life
walk in nite
listen to your mind.  
it's always part 1
342 · Nov 2015
Whiskey day
Michael Parish Nov 2015
My fathers room explodes with encores and cheers for him to keep on playing:  a lady in the croud raises her rite hand as he sings
"Baby i still want to know if you need me".
My mothers ready to drag him out and spill his teeth over the back alley:  you ******* i knew you were an ***, your an ***, an ***.  
He sings again to the croud:  "Its my day for the whiskey". "its day for the whiskey".  
"Baby please understand me".
339 · Sep 2014
She tries a bottle
Michael Parish Sep 2014
She's brushed against those pebbles
Those sinking fragments of once solid builders mean nothing but sand
Between her toes
Broken like the promise he washed
Out like the green hollow eyes
Of empty beer bottles.  
She kisses her hands on its cap
And throws the stars of plankton
Wishing the oceans did not have a chance to play with her empty hollow heart.  
Out goes the tide
Like a slow dance
Out goes the bottle

He lost it all with a shot
Out goes the chance
He messed it all up with schnaps
Out goes his soul
Out goes the dry inks
Hope.  
Out goes the only humidity
Tears create.  
Out goes her hope
Like a proven mermaid.
339 · May 2017
Untitled
Michael Parish May 2017
Bless this man
337 · May 2015
Life limbo
Michael Parish May 2015
I'm up before 3:30 am
It's ****** up.
I'm almost dead like a bomber
If you understand we've already made
A picture.
Your mother my mother
Slobs and drools like a ***** mop.
We can squeeze recharge undo but in the end
She gets ***** and excuses her husbands empty furniture.
Listen!  Money really is easy.
Watch.  I have a good check
But I'm drugging whiskey or else I'm
Giving advice to keep the man who doesn't identify in business.  
Pay attention if your already ******.
Don't give in so easy.  
My friends get me back when I've exchanged shirt sweater or bra.
We don't care we're only people in the end. I've filled up the morning and now I can sleep with chocalate moose
I cuddle up next to a closed window woith out blankets.  I can rub my face at the end a May and try to understand we're living only trying to understand how everyone feels.  Let me tell you they a
Feel better then we think they do.
337 · Jul 2015
Untitled
Michael Parish Jul 2015
Pre constricted all month trying to get out for once in my free while.  I just want to get drunk and text you my truth serum.  If I scowl all morning you understood why I wana choke a fool.  
I know you can't clown off last nite.  
Eye to eye we never left one another.  
I can't believe I did you rite when we split the World Series when I can't even remember no more.  I couldn't **** my doubt when I met you.
336 · Aug 2014
Leaves on union street
Michael Parish Aug 2014
The brown found autnm
Was inocent on union street.
And I thought of what he
He said.  
" why do we all turn dull
If necessary like the faded colors
Of running salmon".
Why do we inhale the thick burning air and never couph from
The  smokes obituary.
I was young
And navy blue
He was old and
Hansome stash tan.
A scouts honor
Grows into man
And I learned to love
The final stage
Of covered land
334 · Jul 2014
No58 "The tear
Michael Parish Jul 2014
Oh how the mind ripped
Apart.  
My nature, my train of thought
Spun it's tracks.  
My broken fences
How I say forget it
I can quit carrying about the
Stupid beers
The *****
And the assistant doctor I was.  
Go home she'll stay
And you'll go home
Come in
She's gona make it
And maybe we can all ruin
The small edges
We can rip apart easier then cards.  
The wax
My muse
My disturbance
My week to say some will die at thirty
Your only a baby
At  23 leaving
A home with out children
I froze into a sumit
To win and regretted
The pain half way between
The sin of quitting
Ahead of much needed work.  
My mind raced
Like the stars
Which shattered a
Busted lite bulb
On black canvas.
And I said isn't midnight a *****
When your at the bar
Getting to drunk
For your own good.  
When your getting
A empty wallet
Tossed at you like
A varsity  pitch
Tomorrow some nice guy
Returns your keys and wallet
Saying
What the hell happened to you.
333 · Nov 2015
Finding the middle.
Michael Parish Nov 2015
I am stealing but I realease
All  silence in your cries

The loundness with out voice
mans a womens and his transgendered child

Our bonfire is a flooded river!

We tried to quit
and paid dearly
for free love.

Lived under the sea with our lungs
died to live and woke to sleep
away towards the outward inward reversal.  

Until we realized you and I came together in the middle. We parted and fused our metal.  Made islands come together easier then a boat ride.
332 · Jul 2014
Untitled
Michael Parish Jul 2014
All winds of nite
Do tell
Us the true
Way to howl
From in our hearts
The stars become
Endurring emblems
Before fresh morning
Frost harbors
Like mute
Crowds
And then
Like last minute
Stragglers
They fade
And leave
The ground unthawed.
330 · May 2015
To stupid to see a decoy
Michael Parish May 2015
We felt unchanged like stiff feathers
All your fathers twelve daughters launched after us all like small meteors.
I couldn't tell the difference between you and a floating sculpture.  And I am undeniably sorry for bombing your fathers black lab with my snowy white ****.  Happy hunting.
330 · Jan 2014
Inside Ode
Michael Parish Jan 2014
There isnt D as in
Look at a dumb boy
Who cant tell time
when the minute hand lands
on six thirty five.
But the letter C meaning
Compassion comes like
The girl with cancer who  knew
I was Dyslexic.
She came back  and I missed
her funeral.
329 · Apr 2017
Love song
Michael Parish Apr 2017
Break me with all your fear
Im freedom at loss with tears
**** that seagull now
I was only young
You cant leave me here
I found my place
You were testing me
I found my place
I found my place
You cant stop the craze
I found my place
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Its only what you think
Im not in your haze
Its all your sellfish rage
I lost my place
You are innocent
But i will move
But i will move
Please let me get lost
I dont want you
I am in your haze
Please let me leave free
I not in you
Im at my ending
Let it all move on
No more kissing
Though i was dreaming this
Like a **** head
Likrashitheads mind
I thought it could
Be a bad *** man
In his own show
I had my chance
I was leaving my self
All of thish crap
Screamed without a tone
Im living free
Im all alone.
328 · Jan 2015
Green lawns
Michael Parish Jan 2015
Green lawns I see you

Changing my mornings

Bronze leaves I need you

Like a fool sees a warning.
325 · May 2015
Dear lindsay
Michael Parish May 2015
Hey Johnny I know why you hate me
To who it may concern (Lindsay): I drank a red sea of whine.  Only you I confessed.  But if you came
I'm embarrassed because you probably  snuck into my room.   Beer boxes now become monuments of communism.  Don't step on my cameras.  
Instead of shoes walk on my nasty mattress (maybe my life isn't so bad).   I'm surrounded by addicts.  So many cars get what they want.  Lingo for the wise:  the less you know the more you can help your family out.  Getting away means getting back together my brother said second chances make love a lot better.   Don't let out excuses my mother drinks like a dragon (soar throats never moisten).  Hopefully the car can fly like a sphere I'm hoping better jobs mean more responcibility.
325 · Sep 2014
At a bar in Ruston
Michael Parish Sep 2014
Like a walrus he
Puffs the white foam from
His whiskers
And tells me,
No tells all of
Us he never touches
The ****.  
Because the worst
Fifty years of
His life
Never went
Any farther
Then
A Full
Case of
Scotch
Waiting
For the perfect
Moment.
324 · Oct 2014
lyric rant.
Michael Parish Oct 2014
She gave away a chance from heaven.  
**** a man and keep him humming
Was there a way to make him jealous
His mama wished he didn't love her.  
Only when their tear drops simmer.  
Did she know he had no lover.
Play these games until he's desperate.
Let him run and chase you to the door.
I only wish there was an angel.  
To tell me how I can prevail.
Let me know if life's a big joke
I can give up and take it all slow
Have you seen the age of wisdom
Tell them all it is a kingdom
Let boys play pool
Where the gals take home a prince.
I made a living picking up your garbage.  
And now I'm living like a pond **** frog
Wishing the moon will turn me handosome.
All I know is loneliness the bad sin.  
I can't fight your brand new lover
All I do is talk about ****.
Give live and I'll wake up sober
Pure my soul inside the broken glass
Give me all a leaf can signal
When it falls into a road block
Promise me love won't blow away.
How can ground come nearer
Tell me that I'm just a house away.
O
324 · Dec 2015
Mr. Best
Michael Parish Dec 2015
The world believes Mr. Best
If you want to know
He leads the town

Does he?

Its what im telling you

Tame essence
                                 Pretty country folk
His best bed

Coat of clear / holy roman mix ups.
****** shame that any son should foil
And
Ask on his fantastical fat-thick shoes.

(Advice to those kids who insist
On getting even with Mr Best)


Chip us all the old bricks of shattered
Glass domes.
White and red.         Curled acording to
Their litness
                          
Woa sonny!

                   Dont raise the wind in your
Arm!
       B.  Stay peace full...
Give it your Best shot.
323 · Jun 2015
First flight
Michael Parish Jun 2015
His Japanese maple out side his bird cage sung with his mind.   car wheels brought his leaves with wind he could catch.  We waited like we were what we only needed, a tiny change smaller
And unshrinkable.  He would wake what he flew with not his lit ness or hollow bones he never needed the heaviness of Marow he just needed what he could use nothing anyone could take.
Michael Parish Mar 2017
I wondered if he liked slouching
Or sniffing black cigars in his garden
With pitchers of red beer glazing
Under coconuts!

                               2

Im in a paccific coast lite house trying to find what makes the water on this map solid and walkable.  
After all its just a painting coppied on computers and sold to children at truck stops.  I want the waves and the gummy worms all at once the coke bottles flowing out in globs of stout the kind i waited to get to and sink into like padded stools over looking the atlantic.  Open a mohito on sunday close the pork farm on monday.  You lit a smoke and dreamed of climbing the tallest cypress in havanah.  I passed out in key west on a marlin charter.  We never found a submarine thay day.
321 · Dec 2015
Untitled
Michael Parish Dec 2015
I work to win and take the ravens flight
And go because I think I know im rite.
We take off from problems and touch another place.  I left the soil, I can spring away from there.  The open egg grows to leap away from safty.  I work to win and take the ravens flight and go because I think I know whats rite.  Its about time to steal the open breath, so make a mess and work to win the ravens flight.  And go because we know whats rite.  So trust the dive and feel your flight.  Theres no leap thats touper.
303 · Mar 2014
Death of a jumper
Michael Parish Mar 2014
Tell em I came to end the days
Theres no more life inside my bones.
Give em the best day I know
And throw it to the dogs.
My big face was decieving.
My eyes are growing cold.
I was grounded with the water
And now the time is told.
The endings always numb.
So i took to my advantage
And landed in the white caps.
Its only just second
So dont think I was wrong.
My mothers a helpless women
Who lives with out a sun.
299 · Mar 2015
Not alone
Michael Parish Mar 2015
those ledgers over the earth
Chronicle five hundred years of the worlds worthless evenings and the animals still not alone, said it was alright during your grandfathers life.  
The sweat of his face for bread, while men fought over his commissary store.  Gnawed bones of communal brother hood.  On the instant father to father sufferance what are you going to say?
Sons who possessed half the world  exhausted any man to one city and all it contained he asked was pity and humility.
297 · Mar 2017
Why would I share you
Michael Parish Mar 2017
Why would I share you?

So ya at the crosswalk
Buy me a beer!
Pluck the dogs you know what lol
A some how
Let me give it all something fine
Scuff the gum
Show all the steam from the cabs
Waveing high heals
in the stream of hot coffee lines
Nobody cares really
Another cotten puffing smoker
Let it a bad desire
Why would I share you on corners
Even the desks
No body needs to understand us
Black jacket rain
Nobody gets this- why should they?
Why give em a reason.
293 · Sep 2014
First snow of 96
Michael Parish Sep 2014
When I was young
The tv promised us
We would see
What we always wanted
And so my cousin
Kept me awake
To see the first white flake
Hit the ground like
Goose feathers gliding through the sky.  
My mother lit a smoke
And said why do want it to snow.  
And Jared softly whispered  
In her ear like a delicate
Crumb of frost.

" grandma watched us
Out side her window"
And now I get
To watch her
Play in the snow
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