each instant breath (instantly breathing breath
from lungs so quick and slowly snuggles
every self of it between each new immutable
passing second eternally springing nubile moment
(between familiar newness) your voice was
pleasantly sticking into my ears the velvetest
caress(a fragile mostly caress. liked better and
more. failing lilting tears of) that lick incessantly
seemly unfaltering ravishes of minute fluttering
windsbreakinggentlypastthepartedslightlyunclosing
node­ of your (perfectly climbing your face) mouth
mine does. exponentially kissing yours

open eager eye's
eat apathy
with dark little mouths
you devour
everything you see

eager fingers
itch
at soft
plying seams for some
gap
but calm
hands draw away
those ardent
tendrils

but peaking from just above denim veneer
lists a lacey edge
drinking a rapturous gaze
from my
i

subtle fear
the skin of a deer
tear off your flesh
pull me near

pearly whites
rip and bite
sharply plunging
fly your kite

silent tears
praise your peers
speak only in whispers
and
cut off your ears

Walk the earth
Tickle bones
The perfect place
To call your home

Crumpled dirt
On my sheets
Pulling out
My endless teeth

Laying in a field of wheat
Reach my hand
To **** the ****

Starry heavens
Far away
Never leaving
Never stay

Face down
In ***** dirt
Breath the dust
**** the hurt

earth come: please ugly
a

dirt             please

earth, mud

maybe

earth

please

dark rich smelling

of wetDryingAsphalt fragrant

threaded moments

'tween

your sighs

is ****** a FLOWER
whose pollen
is sticky
has gotten thickly
coated my tongue
and the only cleaning
is to
lick

lick



lick

effortless branch) cinnamon skinned lovers
crisp the night leaves(
winding path stricken moon spit
caving shadow light lady of white haloed perfections

we walk stepping on
cool drunk earth
i,ve uncoiled muscle wreathed limbs
to pluck your hollow cords; make a melody unmeasured

(in a death littered valley
i made a song of you)

electric blessed lov3rs lick digital
tower disk spinning cradle.
why  so    near           far?
collude blank screen heaving *** whisperers

in your magic folly blindly look
on an sensual pit

it holds a wealth you avarice
                                             c
                                          o
                                     w
                                  a
                             r
                        d
                                s

crave most ardently

elegant hammer smash
(with succulent force)
this raiment of sanity
from
my shell

loosing that birdofsong
singing cursed verses
into untamed
ears

i i
try try
to show
you
my beautiful  blood

; fl
owing into sacred mouths
((they
make frosted gloves)
wrapped over prose)

but next to the shining symmetry of our hearts i know you will take me in your arms and love my notion with your perfect lips

unsheathe
your soul
show me
your heart

i'm gasping
for air
as i
drown
in your art

Strike a cord
Shoot the vile
Break my hands
Type a bible

Spring soft chimes
Across the glass
A million childs
Start to laugh

Burning leaves
Acrid taste
Fill my cuts
Creamy paste

Delicious country
Sprawling space
Infinity beckons
Take your place

Take your place

i could
)not
Thinking


some formless(ness
eroding







                   that

exact sunlight crafted a sudden touch to my silken edifice as i tender traipsed from the border of my sanctum into the golden clutch of so beautiful a shimmering

beneath th e  naked of my feet is the cadence
of the earth. leafs spit cracking fibers. innumerable
songs of death. and loved 2 well was fall. but now
suddenly summer grins a heat fetish. sensual sun
risk a grip of my shoulders, a golden gilded lady. all
about my freckles play your little hands. flutter exactly
wings of coming fingers all about my skin. and marry
to your ******* my gentle chest. lips locked serenade
played bony embers. in your perfect bony prison beats
your vermilion perfection and nerves. soundless noise
mingle in     my lips and direct my hands about the landscape
of your timid hips. strong skinny. how about, maybe, you love me?

fade don't ever lips let
tresses of your green
spoken face in words
as soft as leaves in summer's
thighs they gowned in
shimmering gleeful noon
drawn into cool shade a
tree was by the window
next to my sky's legs languidly
coating in thickness always
gooey slender limbs
always long and lean
and leaning near my
window:

                    (A summer has always been the season i have been to kiss you
                     in the subtle light of a motel in Eugene Oregon i made love
                     to you in the slump of polyester sheets about the naked church
                     of your crimson and your deeply Holly sage petals almost
                     exactly like nothing like winter you are so hot you would
                     melt steam(

fall i into perhaps september

              maybe autumn

                                        might

arrive in hot flowers from
the summer unclosed windows
inviting crisply

                              the wind

into a general elegance
ruffling the attenuating
hour of heatish bruting
summer

                        shall collapse

into a million colours that,
etched in trees, shall say

                 to us dying:

                     is also beautiful

i feel it. beating just behind that sheet. that sheet of light. that skin of time and flavor. i want to taste it. put my hands to it. but i never can. at the edges of perception. its silence is the loudest quiet.

feels like, your mouth, i like it
little hot crushed
(wettest ember of thy face)
to mine, darling, your

hair

                     is immense

tangled briefly

with my fingers

against the excelling nub
of thy fragrant skull                dear, i

press drink and of, into

                                            my

ferocious woman
(abandon
all ye
who hope to:
enter)

verily
merrily
dip your tongue
in [my] honey

tasty pain

few can understand
the way the sun shifts
its eager bones
under the touch of night
painting his collar
with soft purples

rapt in this twaining
betwixt illumination
a sultry nightmare
made a whoreish
grin

firstlight
fingered frailing night
             mustering a silent
moan in this, our lady of night's
                        shivering onyx
*******;lacquered with the chromatic saliva
              of a coming day

shimmershimmerglimmer
at the edge of darkness
flickers little flecks
of gold

i try to r  e  a  c  h
my hand to touch the
impossibility possibly
just there
on the other side
of they*

these elusive
little
golden
flakes

just

at

darkness

e

d

g

e

for all my massedd cords.
youfrail, strength Are
supple olive toned perfection
beyond
the capacity of reckoning
warm oil
coils
adroit

for though burning

turn face

wide open

into

             LIGHT

                             slip

                          

                      thy



                                      falling


                      voice


               'bout

                        flicker


               eyes

                         rapidly


                  lids half

             mouth full


                   juice


              runneth


                          over



              clear sticky



                  more sweeter



              and


                              immolate

frail ivory wood stutter
yellow chirps brisk muttering
waxy apples;
count the numberless peels of laughter
obvious obscure

majestic white trial of ripple wrought collapsing
a copper roar embellished slick black death

litter the mossy path beads of dew
residing dangerously in the womb of day

but come residue of chaos. eat the organized
lists

unmatchedloss y   ou          R tears shatter

                right

frightened electric god brimming scream
ride the quiet sand hooves stupidly
slippery grains pour effortless passing
hours precisely

    dither

acutely wasted minutes tick-tocking

awaiting that supreme silent moment
when every thought dashes oblivious

perfect pinions carry me to the beckoning
         eternity mouth
gaping toothless gasp border where a sleepy
daughter rests constant on the parallel of life's
steamy twain

cool dark void inviting summon. ever waiting heavy
cloak: wait a bit more.

   i          will               arrive            in         your         quiet          raiment


some                  


                       morrow

from a long girl, drinks a glass
of some short chilled evenings
ringed in dapper night coming
purple, big, over everything her
fair lunging breath in flowers
sweetest smelling, dark, and
sleeping. pollen, laughter, ice
in a long girl, drinks a glass of
smoother softness in slow
light, dying, faster than a
short chilled evening (next to
a somewhere park, trees, and
a dog barks

from between 2 somethings
arose a kind erosion
saying, "your you is a light lie crusting on the tongue of truth"
i could not
find a suitable
vocal enunciation to repeal
this tepid assertion
so i gave
him a measure of myself
laughing

from deepest rivers you
surging flowers OPEN

              and
                                   A
                                         scar newly
                                         adorns you
                                         beating stillness
                                         immeasurably
                                         in darkness a
                                         light first meekly
                                         begins
                                                         rolling
                                                                        its colours
                                                                                              violently
                                                                                                               beating
                                                                                                                              so
                                                                                                                                        hot
                                                                                                                                                all
                                                                                                                                                         quickness
murdered slowly a plume of bird's
throats fat with music wings splendorous
over bodies rapt in loving fire
a song
            of
                 hearts
                              tattooed
                                              on my arms
                                                                     you note
                                                                                      (in me played
) deepest and fluttering your eyelids
magic springs eternal voluptuous panting
tigers skin an angel in
                                       Sweat
                                                   completely
                                                                        my razor
                                                                                            keenly
                                                                                                          defies
                                                                                                                       a mountain
                                                                                                                                             blade
                            stupidly
                                              i'm stabbed thee with
                                               you
                                                strongly flavored
                                                 lush garden
                                                  of rivers
                                                     deeply flowers surging out my mouth
                                                       a gallon of petals endlessly

from passions full and writhing
is born a mostly fragile flower

    (a whole garden of them)

they sprout and bud
in your light lady

(and in your
soil sweating
i'll plant their
seeds)

i'll
push them
1x1(thrusting)
down into you deeply
and from your ivory throat
there will come a Spring
ing sharp growl
(and it will
be a
rose)

FROmRosesDeeply
D w,n
o      inrose's
        d;E
          e
         ply Sleeps a downy deep rose
A rose unrising sleeping
A rose of deeply sleeping
Downy Petals weeping
From the bulb of deeply sleeping
Sleeping deeply Rose,RISE!andSPEAKsoSWEETLY,
             a colour sweetly Rose
a colour of your sleeping
    the colour that youaren't speaking
       (when your downy petals sleeping)
deeping in their sleeping
                won't break that darkness speaking
'bout thy downy petals sleeping

who art thou?afraid of death
a blush of corpses figment children.
cadaver smile clean teeth toothy grin
brilliant dim. what a cool darkness;
alabaster skin. skirts all aflutter. the promise of
sleep. in her arms. cold. and! marble and, stiff or
waiting. know it, the dirt precisely.piled.

an affront to waxy apathy. sallow lips. clutch my open oral. tongues mixing;

                                                             how
                      it
                                          is
just there
                                                                 whispering

                          and   meticulously granite straight up. some flowers
for it.
maybe??

tiny darks
dartswivel over babbeling
collusions
of of of of of
gesticulating lips

make sounds

but i only see
*******
skin
legs
beautiful

between their
clothes and muscle
is where i want my
tongue

we

we di

we did walk

step
step
step
step
;stutter
(stop
in that) garden

verdant lush
withers thus
our kissing
i's
play soft fingers (over)
thighs:
all aquiver

darkness longs to touch
(obsidian sheet
hangs off petals)

;you

girl necks feel like real smooth
under fingers a gentle spindle
a cool pillar of lust when you
creep up them into those tiniest
beginning hairs(at the starting
scalp a little bit courser than the
tousled ocean of finer silken rills
which pour fiercely from)and
you eat the completely small
and unserious round nub of the
back of their head and you pull
the whole teeming perfect sad
sphere into yours

                                and an entire
                                garden of
                                kissing erupts

                                          !

i d
on
't
want your
words

give me your
(sound/taste/touch)s

they say
so much more
than your
oral
vibrations
ever
could

give not a sound

      trembler

the knees knocking crane
'oer a lathered thing rising

by mute unsound

       fumbler

the crook pierced open vane
by jeweled petal (a poppy smiling)

creeply warmth unbound

        tumbler

a flower blooms in sullied fane
inch by eater -- becomes silver stung

god
      spoke in
              unbent folding
                      ***** tinder
                             from an inbetween
   (onyx
         follicles
                   manacling  
                              the heaving notch
                                           of cold
                                                   frosty magma
                  lurching
     out
                                    of
       the
                          slouching
             pouch                            of       her
      fine
                            giddy
                                                 pearl
           and


                    in       my            beat heavy

           pulsing      
                                  her    monthly blood)rOAR!?

go hearts
you trip from chests
burst and rolling beautifully

extend and bend you yield
and fold impose
into empty

space your
clever face petals slink
and lance mine delving into

their right between crease
excellently that
impervious

tongue to mingle and marry
with my own voracious
love drunk
string

grinning(green clad)devil
satted silent in
a sharp cafe
waiting eternal

in walks man
sighing sadly sits
across from greengrin devil
forked tongue river
roils implications

"thou art the skin of weak *******"
drips emerald

"this i know, yet unable to face its truth, i find my i"
ripples trite man

in this way satting
supping murky fluid
sin gestates
in celadonian
lips

grossly.fascinated of dense buttery light
  the streets is painted laughing amber       and whisper it
                                                              ­            to her fair buttress
                                                        ­                   this milky sity
                                                                ­          who's nigh detestable
                                                      ­                    glowing hair
                                                            ­                roils with turgid junk
                                                            ­              of cacophony drunk with
       metal


rusty little. we'll go waltzing a polite **** of youth in your tawny veins

the night came a lady,
swooning her opalescent skirt
on the vertebrae of the earth!
and the shingles of stars were
crusted on the velvet belly of her
thighs) between
              whom
              is
the fragrant notch of dawn;
a babe waiting crimson skin
to wail softly in the crevice of
darkness and come immortally
dieing every eve. resurrected
in her womb who did slay him.
anon the coming morn.

but should
i have a say i would say i love her more.
the night. she slanders upon and kisses
my tepid flesh, inviting my eyes to
glaze her still frame. she doth love
me well. and i too do love her. the angles
of her skin. and her cool hair. stretching
or whispered. an arch tremulously. desiring
my fingers.

she is wet. the night. hither little magic. i will love you.

HARD Issoft, nearly almost always
to phalanges strung in distinct feminine howling
striations pressed on all the everywhere of
cobbled mucous enunciated with thick muscles bent
on masculine bones packed slightly tight
and i'm **** lungs bunching across the varied consistent
folds of your open naked mouth
        that i         sting                  in                               everfor

a hideously beautyfull beAst

hard soft i'm large and groaning a fit of plastered excellence in my ambrosia fountain of giggling fornication this city is grandly exalting and flustering mightily incense of femmes du *** who art graciously ******* with a their boisterous choir of laughing *** or the men groping seriously their frail fair trackmarked beauty and they finger their air and lush and spit gratuitously their eyes upon their *******

                                   and they like to laugh with their haughty whorish
breath            a longing barely chained loosed slowly in splattering
                 abscesses of lust                
      ;         asinine men go and plead sourly your heads in thighs sweating
anorexic ***. your Are
         is
                                               just
cosmic
                   lice

have i, or letters, known so well
the knowing of your words when
so thick with verbs you jangle
meticulously raw spent kernels
of your swiftly lustful wings
     bursts ripe and halting smoothly
over shoulders fingers' hands
that ***** and flutter.
    right, suddenly, against winter,
slowly, you are colours and glowering
ductile arms snaring.
   a song of hours lifted from *******
where between lays me and my.
my elbows and my triceps,
  electric, you writhing sapling, you
sprig and blood, you are in their togetherness
you are rips flung deep and voluminous
with comely exacting fragrance
you are radiant. a star from heaven shorn
and wafts of gilt implacable violence

have you ever been aware
                                                  gniyd are uoy  quickly woh





       ?

health so clean, nimbly bright, in pink
and florid skin
(pale in pieces)
                           tight of

                           muscles

a body completely the smoothest cotton
in an old pair of underwear
breathes so neatly small
and tastes like young neck sturdy washed
in newmorning's
                                  hand

heaped i
with dirt shall
produce a babe
(greenly a thousand
****** against the sun
will stand against his heat
)a shimmer gently child
of softly hair mostly
a body innumerable
so thick with verdance

            (and
                i will
           laugh
               and say,
       "was there ever any death?"

heaven pinkly the
distinct hurt of your

       armor's folded

breach is
so
rawly
sore with

                 lust heaven and
so
sharp with

wetness heaven
letme
(heaven
               )pierce your folded
armor's
coiling cherry
with
my hand's
ablest
jousts heaven let
(when you're
ready                      heaven ) me i'll
smoothly
                shudder
                           ­   smother
                                            salted
honey fingers
heaven i'll
                         deeply tickle
                         your hurting
                         bones lusting(heaven)

her skin was
like mine
(only with a
different;sameness

making her Perfect: ugly)
so choosing
that:

i thought light was
yet it
heavy/dark

weighs
on crystal thoughts. from which no light escape

-s