I miss her
You, the feel of water
sweet waves, against gentle palms
and grass, flowing over innocence and joy
Bermuda
only, Weeds
and your dog was sick
awkward jubilation,
I FEEL NOTHING
a sea without salt,
I love you, beauty

Borrowed from broken blood
i live the nights, feeling each molecule pass
lost in a wave
in a haze
I Care About You

Sleeping in our Place
I waited for you
to be only together, you have a face that reminds me of peace and soli-dude and
death

how did I find you in a word that means nothing
empty car; pathogen in a word of fret
7 11

sleeping on mattrasses

Teeter totter
Teeter daughter
Little nail

How true.

All the dogs and cats have fur
And run to me fast

They are monsters in my face
With eyes of glass
Into the night.

All the dogs and cats were witches.

And the Doors open
And all things upon and among them
Become the spooks on the monster’s face.

They must go away.

Rainbow
Of earth divide me
To the crush
Of yours it gave.

Stories of growing up...

The black rabbit rings divide me,
Walls and nails hold me up.

The light glowed over my hair,
I felt like an angel
Covering the earth..
Divide me.

In ponderment there was delving
A desire to know but never ask
There is no danger in exposing, only learning
Learning it was someone who’s name you heard
They can say it, what happens
A need to escape the mindwrappings
Here it’s only guilt and a bigot’s chance to shine
Theirs and those who are guilty
At least they think so
Every moment a dull sting
Maybe more of an urge, a pull to a higher plain
Only to be beaten down again for the sake of climbing higher
Not theirs, theirs. The pious.
The same, the same, everyone
There’s only guilt and guilty disguised
Maybe I’ll move to New York

There is something to be said about humor.
I think it’s a wide judgement, and no cruel word to say
I knew that once and I identify
And identiFLY
Took it and ran,
took it and flew
Who even cares these days what’s a word’s a word
And a sound is just as well
Until some guy who says
Get off here... you...
Even if this is what you’re about, don’t fathom
Because I do what I want!
I’ll get you till I’ll get you
And when you’re mine you’re mine
Maybe beautiful but maybe an *******
It’s easy to say we should be rational and think
but I say take to the sky, even though he makes me
Sick!
Sick!
Sick!
He was so kind that time I collapsed on the balustrade
And said shall I come?
Declining, a walk, a step, in the Dark was my way
Appreciating non Apathy
But recognizing distrust
It’s my time to wander, to pant
to breathe in unhappiness
Just let me do it, as you say...
You