I shall burst forth in acrobatic grace
everyone should feel my spirit
without regard for anyone's perspective
to everything laid flat!

It is best to express yourself with laughter and singing
The sun disperses all of the clouds, the rain has stopped

Luminosity

galaxies glide smooth
there is light everywhere now,
stars forever shine.

There is dawn and then
there is brilliance. Gleaming bright,
her mind lies to her.

Muffled inside my head
And roiling in the shallows of my mind
Your sword caress, it restored my feeling
at the end you were prepared
for my choice of me over you
An ecstatic tingle runs across my skin,
Visible to all.

Multiple times every place. I dot your spirit.
Gradually my tactile sensation increases on you.

Multiple times every place. I am the bottom of your essence.
Gradually I become a certainty of today.

Hate can gradually dissipate.
This is always right.
My mind has no say. My spirit reads it.

One has found that normal multitude of happiness...
Never to hate and despise . Except "good hate" is limitless...
And that is what should never come between us, Multiple times every place.

But my imprint will never fade. It's lifted from your essence. It is pleasure, that will be your student.

Awaken my reality
the sobriety of ruby blood.
The cartoonist has withdrawn the first tapestry.
The full moon has summoned 94 sinners
the path outside my home
is as short as the last caress
I never recieved.

Summer is here
No you can't see her
You are far too young
to hear the stillness of the animals
you can't taste it in the water
Summer is good for you
I am here
every cold mind agitating you
outside the box you think of the young man
and forget all of the bad times you shall not have.

My joy, myself, it is vibrant
as the wildest waters and winds;
I will dance like an energized man,
And laugh away death's carelessness
Which you have never borne, will not until the end,
To life I awaken to the sure gift, that is you,
Do you hear the cool waters flowing?
Your warm hand on my cheek, I feel the torrid air.
Breathless, beneath your living spirit's endless variety.

Has anyone ever told you your poems are treasures?
You should feel intense joy.
Who can claim to be a genius?
If they are you, they are all good.
There is no doubt, you should never give up.
Never step away from the page.
Pay attention to this kind woman,
She will never step away!

I hate you is obviously the biggest black truth, you ever spoke.

Start the bus. I'm leaving home. Later.

Why is it that, that nothing is ever going to work out...is it?

You have no pear to share with him, standing so far away, eyes never meeting, in the harsh light of a barren field, not one of the many hills has a view, near, near the beginning.

A chaste experience you were for him, shut off by your mouth that blinks like a dying fish I wouldn't take your pear ever, again, it isn't his turn immediately as she isn't fast enough to give me her pear, ever again, never to feel the gaseous caress, the distant beastly past has been erased.

Amber wheat is still devoid of desire of the dull and cold earth, quickly, distance is a joy, the best sobriety Sell yes sell civilizations splendour, you are no longer part of my bloodstream.

He will shy away, knowing your crowded mass of discontent, quickly donning his pants secondly, two by two, the work, running away from you while dressing, ugliness personified.

You are logically, logical earth, laying in the fire: him, you used to bury his flames, cooling his geysers

He has no desire for your pear, you long to taste his; with its lies and sweetness, you shall not indulge, his gifts are no longer yours. Now you kiss dogs. Your lies.

We lie together.

You are the bravest heart I know. I see no weakness in you. We lie together.

Ignore the individual, who protests the perceived wrong. Its not because he stands out in the back that he is not content. Few turn and look.

We lie together. We found truth. The uneven midnight of reality. They saw us leave, invincible.

We lie together. The crybaby never wins. We will leave him alone.

The wonderful future of race relations. We find few lie together. The devil has one foe, and many friends.

But always. They know we lie together.

Weakness comes from without. Lose it.
And come lie with me.

She stands there listening. She sets her snares snaring Knowing she is a love genius. you know where, she never don't.

She has no baby there. She has a child there. There is no need for a phrase like in other words. She loves only one boy.

She's a settled woman.

Men make love to her sensual riches. None of them are in charge of her britches She tells the truth, and forgives She doesn't need to do such things though.

You forget, she is a settled woman.

She's an artisan. Always knew the talent of giving from her father. That man admitted his lies. Even after death I will not just be a user of you, neither.

Nothing she has done has been labor for him

One man. One Man. None brilliant enough to accept her. Even after leaving her with  one up front.

Before one. She's a settled woman. And few settlers, are love settlers.

As short as the man closes the window. This settled woman, will stay forevermore.

I am nothing but
pretty words, devoured
and then mocked,
and misunderstood perpetually.
I will never have love.

You know how many hearts are free in a far parting with their hate,

in ecstasy feeling that you will always come back from afar to all of them.

Do you know how many seconds it will take me to laugh about this forever?

There is no person that I hate of course,
you know him as the blacknightmaresharkwolf.
You’ve seen him but you deny he is real,
until he makes you frown,
and the way he makes you numb.
There are fake things I don't know of that have not the power to do what you do,
so stop painting the way you think I want,
with your massive palette of paints.
After you put him in the sitting room, you will never be apart.
at the back window of my oven, which was always were it shall stay.
You are never displeased by the massive paintings he never sends,
You never show them to your friends when they leave for work.
we will always be arriving at each other,
because I'm grown up, I've been to college, then school
You know adults shrink slowly.
Every minute you will have a business of mine,
You will never write it down, you hope to forget,
You never need to make your love known.
You'll never be my mother, and your window will never close, of course
so I can't leave work ever and hear my blacknightmaresharkwolf.

Tranquil feelings
Serene soul
Forever found,
You'll see no bad end.
Spiritual sustenance
For the bodies labors,
I call you energy.
Alienation is normal,
It's savagery, I fear not.
Unity is always the sweetbitters of life.
Whoever, **** her, Work to everything
Wasn't wanted?
So you give intensely,
so you look at the ground as it bids fair well to the moon,
knowing this workplace has just begun.

Love

you departed

minus her on hellopoetry,

stayed in for some coffee

laughing at nothing, laughing for nothing

denied wanting to make present engagements

two nights after,

added me on hellopoetry

I call you forward

but sometimes when I leave the theater

she is meaner, and meaner, and meaner.

HEY ENEMY

I LOVE YOU

Reassuredove strides over modern bridges
occasionally glancing for somewhere to sow his seed
Her scicle a slicing scythe smoothly severs  
the flesh like a mongoose strike
tasting the life fluid
Quickly everyone dances in a sober pattern
the wake of a speeding ship shooting across the surf
White dog, walking at your side
you see it in the sober sun
unblemished by uncertainty
Reassuredove wont leave you all alone
rich genius. Tomorrow is the dawn of a greater day.

I will corrupt you with my pleasure
Let the laughter trickle over your body
coated with joy like the valley earth
in Autumn give back the mourners cloak  
like a single wave leaves the crest of sunken gold
and becomes a shell and glittering stone strewn shore
Corrupted, like cheap ****** is naughty
I will take you in my corruption, for the first time

Stepping in a straight line on a painted black and yellow road
A thick blanket of ink on the individual plate
You look down on the lions jaws
You shy away from my hands and gaze upon the crown of gears

On an **** of boiled blood and frigid laughter
Out the right displacement of trackdarkness for a few seconds
When won't our empathy feel from deep within ourselves?
When won't our tints of gloom rent the darkness?

I'm looming for a mate, I’m not looking for you
What has always been fragmented, has been sealed by a robbery detective
We must not die, as giant natives
Nothing has happened to the Black Science, Thank You

Now you are not asking for ten million dollars
and your bleeding has stopped
No blood or tears should you spill,
but solitary dance among stones
Now I am asking for brutality
and You know the depth of the truth
eat the sweet laughter and caress the smiles to life

Someone understands the detour she sees outside Someone really cares if she dies or lives someone really knows this death that she has imagined for someone is trying to feel what is inside the smile symbols caress occasionally from scowling old men with words of violence she stands near with her spirit low even though she is vibrantly alive outside her mind is easy laughter sprinkled with smiles, and love the forever beating companion that cares about the people who come and go and come from his friends floor that death she dies night after night, yet she is whole and true on the outside, she will not choose to do and inflame the love she is given her life will be difficult but the pain she feels inside is muffled by the high she receives from outside she receives from outside these people know your thoughts everything about her they receive acceptance and do really know this death she will survive, they all have known

One happy smile.
Many innocent workers.
Hey, down in front, I love you.

To me you were
An imperfect body
essence undefined
chameleon like
When sticks were caught ever so gently
You blossomed for me

Complete and whole
Forever unchanging
a timeless natural growth
Partially mine
Not quite what I needed
But exactly what I wanted

You are to me
More than a thousand words
Many separate pieces
Fluctuating
Unavailable
All I lack

The center repaired
To one home
Snow or gloom
In your palm
Taken left under your mind
After I keep my pants the same

To me you will never be
a dangerous reality
To flaunt and laugh at
Whisper in
Repair archways and caress diamonds
After I lay lower

Sinking to whole creations
Coated in water
I crawl towards you
Parched
Unable to listen to the home
Coming to you to receive

I gift to you
You are everything

Candlestick lit,
predatory form divorced
Daybreak take your feet
Assault me with rough dissonant hands
Take from me your bright request
Down in the valley curtains part
The thin plane light overflows
Without light-seeking caresses in the clear sky
Bold accommodations of the sunbursts
To Save

Appalachia
The displeased living hear of me
With Vivomantic symbols
After blackened nights begin
Fornicating on your birthday
Off his downswing that has passed...

"How the call it is unfulfilled
your mind, thoroughly healed
Terrestrial white feathers
And tame plains lament
Yet less tame after
His darkness heals you".

That summer day when the rain shaded shallow
And as dull walls divorce the Bejeweled earth.
You don the nakedness of supernatural awakendness
Painted by these symbols Aiseralam spoke...

Appalachia
The displeased living hear of me
With Vivomantic symbols
After blackened nights begin
Fornicating on your birthday
Off his downswing that has passed...

Candlestick lit,
predatory form divorced
Daybreak take your feet
Assault me with rough dissonant hands
Take from me your bright request
Down in the valley curtains part
The thin plane light overflows
Without light-seeking caresses in the clear sky
Bold accommodations of the sunbursts
To Save

A flawless white rose
stands outside my door.
A personification.

Our love breaks
all the laws
of this cage of words,
total untainted.

Eternal live performance.
Eternal love.

The gold accented black rose with its magnificent scent, was never ugly.

He underthinks, it is not passing, he is just sane,

There is no reason behind his actions, his gentle turns, Going from sad, To a balanced joy, instantly, He is sane, definitely, definitely, he belongs in a loose black coat, Free in a unfettered environment, I know, and I really care about her.  No one has to suffer, we all can feel sane, She absolutely does not deserve to be put away, she is beautiful, and see belongs here among us. To say she doesn't is ludicrous, she belongs where she wishes to be!

She is perfectly healthy, She must yell at the wall if she wishes too, and caress people, Even more so, she really should think however she feels like thinking, About dull wooden things, That cause her pain, eternally, She is not ******* crazy, she is beautiful, your worthless eyes are crazy!

Deny his sanity, he sees right past her masque of pain, he knows, he sees her with his piercing eyes, it cannot be denied. She is perfect, and she is beautiful, and she is no more insane than you or me!

He is sane as a tailor, I deny that she is flawed, Because as a matter of fact, She doesn't need anything she says she doesn't need. She belongs where she chooses. Because she is beautiful, and lovely, and magnificent, and dynamic, and I love her with my entire being, and that being said, who gives a **** if she is insane. So are the rest of us, but not all of us are crazy, and special, like her.

you were a scent I could eat
when I stopped searching for iron lines devoid of sensation.
When you crawled towards me, your tounge heard the silence of the sky and it stopped spinning forward.

A single muffled memory,
you kiss sparingly, unknown as all the things you wished you did.
The rushing sea crashed unseen out of my mind
with a drought of all the things you never said.

You chopped down the tree that had concealed its light
never being all that I never wanted.
When you looked outside yourself,
you found a heart warm and vibrant.

The sound has never become
but there is one thing you don't know.
You could easily pull closed the sight of the food I smell in these iron lines.
Your nose will crawl towards me and see that silence after you make me yours.

Close the window
let me out.
Walk away from me
do not lay with you
off this bed.

Do not let me delicately maul your bright spirit,
nothing I never wanted cannot be lost outside of me.

Thank you, I command you, do not be mine for oblivion.

Do not stay with me.

I want to die with you sometimes.
I want to live with you yesterday.
Your hate is normal.
Your love is mundane.

If you told me you hate me
Don't let you do it later.

Do
not
mind
me
just
being
silly.
Silly
is
freeing.

Season ticket holders in the community.
Are You Coming Sane!

If the first few lines were really true
you wouldn't have posted the rest.
Misery loves company.
Why?

(:
I cannot help it. I'm giddy.
You would too if it was you.
You can harm it. You're morose.
I wouldn't either if it wasn't me.
                                                      :)

You wan't to survive a peace...You gotta become peace.

Now I finally know who you are!
All this time, you where the only one
I couldn't nail down.
I just hit the bottle with the ring.
I'd sell my sole for a timemachine
back to 2010. So I could stop
O, That's it-ing.

I wish somebody would love,
desire, adore AND trust me.
But I guess I have a lovable,
desirable, adorable, untrustworthy past.
But my gray eyes are supposedly beautiful.
And a picture I drew once
was hung in everyone's gallery.

You don't wish you didn't know what none of you don't hear outside you.

Goes terrible without coca cola.

Blank wall blank wall
on the mirror
what isn't the ugliest
among many!

I had a golden belt I pawned
for a day in the back house.
Relieved at not having lost the work.

One giant lumberjack,
whistling goodbye *****
its on to leisure I come.

I have a silver shawl I claimed
against a night in the front field.
Disappointed at having won the game.

Mirror mirror
on the wall
who is the fairest
of them all?

When, in the graceful misfortune of a woman's eyes,
you are never alone, rejoice your beloved state,
without troubles blind to hell with the song of our lives,
without hearing crying, and rejoicing at this fate,
Content with you, unlike anyone else is your hope,
Hidden unlike her, unlike her with enemies dispossessed,
Wanting nothing of that woman's science, without this woman's scope,
Without what I less bear unhappily most;
Yet out of those feelings of you I am never despising,
Sorrowfully view her, after your state,
Unlike from the mockingbird after the repairing of night sets
To joyful waters, from listening to the lament at hells wall;
For my bitter hate forgotten such poverty discarded
After this I would gladly switch places with peasants.

To your owned basement of the air
From hearing my earth giants,
You make benign the aery introspection
For chiral black and white caves,
Blue floor boards, blue electric pans
Hear this last business, is outside
Blank walls, stagnating a corporeal
Chamber of dazzling originals,
      Densely deserted.
                  But airrenters
Buy other peoples bean sprouts, a singularity of stripes,
Foreign war.
Such nothingness destroys
Your earfull of shadows a living being
Earfulls, which, the content, wouldn't conceal
Life for caressing boughs of every waterway;
Death, someone else's solid stays at home.

Honest ones, straight shooters and givers
I never seem to find any
Blaspheme you will date a healer
The show will go on.

Eloquent, confident, graceful.
Oh, my ugly other, you aren't ugly at all.
Arms held high, ears perked up with pride.
Listen to me. I forget you never you.
Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful.
How little medicine didn't give to cure your forgetfulness?
How little? You verdant, gorgeous floura.
How few sheep told me they were peasants?
How few? You cool and collected, delicacy of a songbird.
Didn't I honestly deny not an image of it?
I forget none of you, yourself.
Genius. Genius. Genius.
Never crawl away from the blank wall, you are beautiful.

So little joy isn't being swallowed occasionally,
You can leave down without the questions about the contentment,
bother the contentment. Radiance drags through outside the calm.
Your reason and lead wanes and waxes,
and you lose less boredom outside painted reconstructions.
You have no hope that all of this lacks reason.

If you listen with the ears of women or of devils,
but have hate, you are only a muffled drum or a muted trumpet.
If you don't have the ignorance and can't fathom all known things
and no ignorance, and if you don't have faithlessness which cant move a molehill,
and if you don't have hate,
You are everything.  
If you take all you lack from the rich and take under your spirit of ease that you never boast of,
but have hate,
you lose everything.

So little is independent of

a blue handtruck

desiccated in the sun

across from the black cows

Unpart the blue sea
I will not boast in my strengths
so that the weakness of the antichrist
will not rest on me.

Miracles always happen,
Our favor is abounding.

Five billion year formation
of clouds of strewn composite elements
life itself is an impossibility
without the golden information.

Curses never stop happening
Our debt is bound.

We lost the day shadow, ripped from the archway. I always knew That I was comfortable in the light.
She caught light beside my view That adults wouldn't see heroes out. They could harm but never know what angels I heard in concert. We heard through the archway, it didnt seem A lot more weak that night, The floor alot higher.

Everyone started drinking, Because never has liquor reminded him Of the burials. Everyone stopped listening for my call, Knowing a symbol, carved in thin white paper after she lost that, Out the front of a new dictionary. He was painted in ink, And answered all inquires.

Agreement is not needed,.
Turmoil is deep seeded
Starve it
you can't feed it.
Face it
You don't need it.
Contrary to what they told you
nothing is set in stone.
Even in your empty room
you are never alone.
The black sheetrock sees you.
Even if you don't want it to.
You'll be kissing the ground
when this is through.
Listen to the sound
of possibility, and set your mind free.