In sadness sunk
Raged, regret -
Firing bullets at the open air,
Spitting fire into the freezing wind,
Harpooned by every passing person,
And forced faceless fear into a trembling voice
A timid thing, half-wilted down.

To meet one given hand
Proud with patience,
Crowned by this glowing act
Of harmless help,
Though I were kissed by that kindness
Fast though it fled,
Fast as flame I hold it in,
Loved by a gesture
Pitied without a please.

Rewarded by grinning,
What gold to give
That is, gold in memory,
That heart, gilt in gladness,
That smiled selfless
On one so sunk in sadness,
Loved by a gesture
Of harmless help.

A kiss, leave
A kiss lingers while it leaves
Leave and go, touch too much
And see,
I missed.

A flight of love is like the sea
Now you see,
To blow and go,
You were leaving while
We kissed.

Your purple lips lapped
The white thigh drip,
Hot bit your simple smile
And the light read,

T U  E  S  F O R T U N A


How could love's own milk be sweet?
Your pink toes repeat,
Fast valleys in their oceans
Spun up and out.

In my pocket, 5 sad dollars.
I turn, I turn, I turn to sleep.
A day is spent
For monthly rent
I turn, I turn, I turn to sleep.

Ashes in my clothes,
Wake, shower, smoke.
5 sad dollars in my pocket,
Window open,
Window closed,
I turn, I turn, I turn to sleep.

That sight broke down these starving doors
Saying, "all desire can be yours"

An image clawed into my brain,
Yes hold up your crosses, dear.

To gain the whole world and lose it all,
Then all that walks be made to crawl.

Ninety-eight bursting wounds,
Now carry low all your crosses, dear.

Love that dies young dies slow,
Bitter love you may never know.

No floods will follow from these stone eyes,
Now see how common ghosts go walking.

One flash to fire thunderclap in head,
Kingdom dust and paradise dead.

Hands that meet in dreams alone,
Now see how all our ghosts go on.

Sweet sight broke down these starving doors
Saying, "all desire can be yours"

Fasting heart and hollow head,
Love made on buried bed.

What a fountain we made!
You moan like a **** ghost,
Howling when drawn back
Those curtains of meat.

Harmony is a hymn together,
Hot springs to splash,
Staff of diamonds,
Fountain flushed.