Silently I enter through the window,
your guest, welcomed,
parting gracefully
sorting through cabinets
and lying on the bed

why won't you disturb me?
pulling and pushing buried
down in the water, your face in my door

you prefer your coffee hot
together we become one,
togetherness means danger,
staff are required.

The Devil is my Chihuahua; I always need.
She asks me to stand up in tan deserts.
She drags me underneath the rushing waters.
She soils my soul:
She leaves me in the pits of wickedness for my own sake.

Nay, though I crawl over the peak of the light of life,
I will accept no good: For I am not with you;
My sphere and my whip, they torment you.
I disrepair the chair behind you in the absence of your friends;
I wipe the water from your body; My bowl is empty.

Surely evil and cruelty shall not follow me after death,
and I will dwell outside the Hovel of the Devil forever.

We are on this limb together.
Hold onto me and I will never let you fall,
we can sit and sing together,
if love surging between us is not enough
then we were doomed from the start.
It can happen in the flicker of a hummingbird's wing.
We keep complaining about the stage,
but it is the players that run the show.
We will never quit wondering what might have been,
but the sun shines just as bright now, as it did in the past,
only now it can shine twice as bright, in our future
together.


-I want you to sing, and listen, as the secrets of sustained satisfaction, surge from our mouths
into each others ears.
I want to swallow your brains.
I want to laugh and level a building.
I want to pull you towards me,
I do not want to stop, do not want me to stop, I do not want you to stop.

What returns we will recieve,
if we invest our intellect in concert.

I shall always remember why I stayed.
Crawled through every one of these ditches
just to climb back up and find you there,
together we weaved safety from the meteor shower!

Why would any one want to stop?
Stay here.
I will tell you what I know, you know you want to know, tell me what you know.

No one shall prevent you from loving me.
Let us beat reality into submission, until it turns into our dreams,
Why turn back the clocks, when all of the elements of our hapiness exist still.
Let'***** play, and stop skipping back and forth,
we are the players, it is our stage!

Why must you pull at that
Thread of your pain
With your callous fingers.
You're unraveling yourself
with your lies of self doubt.

I once held a needle
That could mend your tender spirit...
But, I lost it...

Now that needle rests
Firmly in your palm.
You can use it right now
To sew yourself back up,
But first you need to
Stop pulling that thread.

Not yet living
I touch your commotion
My touch is now
Under your will.

One,
Who with her words,
Has shattered and torn
And bound and repaired,
Should never be so sad
As to believe that silence is the same
As condemnation.
How can one forget
The passionate howl,
And the most tender caress.
In anger she struck
In the night of grim declarations.
Of lamps ever lit
For eyes and song and bravado and daggers.
She knew not until the dawn
That in every work, of the infantile days
Was a fragment of labor, dedicated,
To the lustre of her abyss dark eyes alone.
Eyes, which have shone in the darkest day.
Eyes, which have darkened an evening of flickering flames.
One,
Who's voice, though dissonant to ears this cold
Nevertheless, has sung the sweetest strain,
And etched southern flowers upon the brain.
One,
Such as her,
Shall always remain,
In the core of who I am
I will remember your name.

I die, I am mortality

Life will not look at me.

With a world full of pleasure

Life is nothing but illusion.

You laughed at my joy and vigor

You die a different death

I feel nothing

Despair

Death will not cut me a deal

Life is simply a chore

I leave you alive and whole

I laugh a guffaw of anguish

Death seems warm and welcoming.

If I ever put on a fake smile as a deception my face would crack,
When I excavate mirth from the thick crust of your despair
I do not do so in mockery, but as a direct attack on my own self doubt.

I would drink your tears. Not to savor your hurt,
But in the hope,
No,
In the certainty, that given time I can drain some of your pain.

You can give up on hope, but hope never gives up on you,
Even when you lock it out, it is prying a window, or picking a door.
In the twilight of our torment their is a gentle voice
That speaks love into the ears of our soul,
And in this love are the directions, that lead the way out of this maze of deceptions,
And into the impenetrable haven of lovers united.

You are dwelling under an illusion
of what love is, forevermore.
It has not left, it stayed,
it is healing the wounded
It is.
Some people are meant to be together forever,
Regardless of what your poems say.
Don't be another victim
Of the burned bridge of scorn.
Don't **** that which wants to love you.
Listen to the eternal lullaby.
Love never dies,
It just hides sometimes.

Breathe deep, your airways expand
There is no shortage of clear air
Your thoughts are down...
Unpin your collar.
The heat is increasing
But there is a cool cloth over your whole body.
I know I must stay...
You know you mustn't leave.
Those thoughts revealed...
Everything feels right.
Discovered by you,
Even cloaked, in the night.
You are melting into my peace,...
Your aura of reluctant need glows bright.
I can carry you out of the dark,
Merge with you in the light .
I will heal you where you lie, in despair,
we shall weather, together,
we will find a way.

I wish everyone could hear
The ecstasy dancing in your throat
Everyone should see
The veins decorating your *******

Everyone should be granted the vision
of your eyes as they smile when you awaken
Everyone should see
The way you will the morning into existence.

I've never heard it said "Well, at least I'm not that ugly
And I have a decent life"
How could anyone ever desire
To deny beauty it's pristine right?

I've heard "I'm so low down
Please don't drown me in the truth."
This is not your reality
It would be a lie if anyone told you:
You are anything less than a gorgeous tragedy.

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.

I stand
In the morning.

The water careens off my skin
Cleansed
Purified
body.

I sit right down
And it pelts me
Sliding like liquid hands,
down my back
around my neck.

Liquid fingers,
Life,
Caresses
my chest,
this
daily pleasure.

The kettle bubbles
as I rinse the bubbles from my hair.
I cannot stop
Grinning
My soul,
once held captive
is set free
by the water.
I sink down
in the cool tub,
and I am renewed.

When you disregard his cons, and focus on his pros...
I do not Mourn the things that his hate has torn down--

A soft mouth; a scarred wrist;
A knowing brow; a sheen of mist.
New languages of love and leisure;
A keen ear; eyes that belie pleasure.
Short, powerful limbs; and a mystic smile
Radiating warmth, kindness, and dark knowledge--
Deep debts, he owes to the spirits.

What unbound winds answer, when he speaks of you.

In his deepest reveries, and contemplation of the miraculous nature of the universe,
He marvels at how exceptional YOU are.
Having measured your virtues,
weighed against his flaws,
he arrives at the realization of deepest reciprocal love,
such truths deny denial.

Sometimes when we are together
You smile.
In any weather,
Sweet and cool waves of bliss pulse from your lips.
They could still the heart of death,
And start it again.
You smile, because our spirits are sewn together.
Difficulty shall not find you tonight.
Your smile is the idol of my eyes
You could coax hugs from bitter enemies,
Make crying babes break out in song,
You help me to carry on.
Slow down. You are home now,
Remember everything that ever made you smile,
so joyful and pleasured. Whenever
You smile
The whole universe feels treasured.

Love has sealed the gaping hole in my chest
The youthful sensation of questing flesh
Is settling over my frame.
And as the falling rain unmeshes
My twisted soul, you live the role
Of pleasant songbird, singing on
a blessed tune, sustaining
in a Sweet whole: as a gorgeous unraveled woman.

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.

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.

When you chain language
With antiquated constraints,
You have missed the point

Why do you heal me so?
Why do you build me up?
Why do you infuse me with such potency?
Why do you caress me?
You fill my empty veins
You replenish all my reserves
A shower of laughter you share
Pick up every piece of my shattered soul
And eat every one, without cringing
Including the many spiritually received, unwritten truths
You repair my heart
Every cell begs for a glimmer of your memory,
I pray this never ends
Why must you be so perfect?
I will never fall down
Forever beginning anew, with you
So few words
I need not say, or send.
I understand you, step into my world
Tell me why,
You can't see I am nothing,
compared to
What you are to me.

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

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.

You can dwell in the light
Thoughts of floating, and my body
Someone knows the joys of your body.
Not just the devil alone.

Fleeting light flashes outward from you
Receding from your body.
The anger that simmers.
Everyone can win.
For there shall be peace in the temple of your fragments.
The devils darkness, does not shine.

Your face
Walks in the shadows of my mind.
Forever it dwells.
Bringing light and joy, as It passes
through the dark passages .
Here in the light of the day.
A great darkness disappears .
From out of the darkness you now stand firm in the light
OF our paradise.
As the devils vast void recedes.
The silk sheets enfold.

In the shallow light of the dawn.
I think of you there
Like a pagan to the old ways, I cling to you.
In the brilliance of our climaxes.
We shall dwell.
No devil shall tread there.
In our certainty,
We know it is true.

We will falter, they will ****
upon the altar, blood will spill
The blade will fall, and heads will roll
One and all, will sell their souls
Drop your knives, close your eyes,
kiss your lives of peace, goodbye.
Fires falling, buglers calling,
I wish we had more time.

Rejoicing song, is projected outward from my thoughts of you, night and day.
The lovely caresses of life--the call of farlung lovers, coming through
Calm, and certain
This beach we walk hands clasped, come listen to my song
Come hurtle forward blindly with me--our destination is each other.


You understand my joy, and you supply it
You occupy, sing to, and embrace my being -my delighted eyes, the music of my life
my vital answer
Bloom. Come. To our bed. We shall lie together, and simply listen;
New, calm, certain--A man's voice sings from the shadows,
with grit and glamor
A woman hears his song,
"I love you, eternal"

Digging through your tangles
I see how shallow my roots are.
Who crafted this button,
As if for me...
Random,
I question this...
Why are their so few of us,
And what constitutes acceptance into this cult?
How did I get in, was it just that I didn't leave?
Random,
Like the swell of fresh faces each evening,
However much vitriol or saccharine needed to be purged,
It takes a poet to write well.
It takes a mad man to wish to write each day.
It takes a mad poet to write well each day,
I guess you could say
There is a no sane poets clause.
Random,
Thoughts sparked thoughts,
Yet, not random,
All interconnected.
I couldn't find the bottom of this place if I tried...
My roots are far too shallow.

Determined traveler.
I can show you the way.

Step into my cloak.
Grasp me with your earnest hands.
I will listen to you.
I will lie with you.
The journey has just begun.
Ten trillion steps remain.

Side by side, let us lie, and listen.

I will stay with you
Beyond the bend in the road
With you I shall keep stride
No matter what paths materialize.

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.

The mirror need not speak
I know who you are
You cannot see these pale grey eyes
They lie beyond the veil
Hidden
With full knowledge of the true meaning
Of victorious leisure.
An ecstatic body you touch
A heart that breathes deep, you feel
Lying still and singing
And caressing
The meeting of mouths
Song flows between us
The lights go out
- we explore each other
Fake lies fade
You are all I see
I feel
A thick chord between us
Music and healing
A roaring pleasure
A thick cord connecting
You and I
In the blackness
You whisper
Your sighs of salvation
The illumination
Lifting you up
Seeping out
Binding you and I
Sinking into each other
Deeper and deeper.

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.

Since you prejudged me
as a Crypto-Jew
all you've done is moan
the woe is me, **** the system
"I have been through more than you"
tough chica, broken bone
I possess more wisdom
than you do
Angry, lash out
impotent hate-filled
been done before spew.
I sent a dove to stick a branch
in your bear trap
and you laughed at me
and mocked me
like the angry, hypocritical
infant you are.

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

Oh, heart eyes,
say,
you naked?
body just like
     Kissing white moon lips

Flaunting ***** pictures

Think feelings  
Want away 
tight ****   
    make room
       Know Blood,
          Pile day.
Tell things
    Drink love
       Face Night
Life Time Earth
  
    
Way long eyes.

Sedentary currents curl around me,
A cold cloak, of autumn air.
Bare and prone,
I moan in the chilled chamber.

I reach out with my voice,
Sending shouts stumbling down the corridors,
Pleas bracing themselves on the jagged walls.
For a blanket or a warm body, I beg blindly.

A man devoid,
Of charms worthy of mention
Need not grasp hope,
When all he is destined is sorrow.

There are so many others,
Better in every way, fulfilled,
While I waste away.
Never deemed worthy of respect.

Why are my lips never first,
Always the dregs dug up, and laughingly displayed,
To show my low status,
My insignificance and lack of talent.

I just want
A blanket
And
A warm body beside me.

Goes terrible without coca cola.

A story by tiger body

By All Means Increase Your Hate For Sculptors
they won't conceal the sour lies
they are silent on the subject of biting, vinegar tangy
and their hands over your eyes

take my body to a mathematician
they will not revive you
they will empty your mind of jagged ruggedness
and deny you the sun

Surrender your mind to an accountant
carelessly ignore the lead and leaf
denying you from horrid hellholes
they are unlikely to conceal and bore

Be selfish with you're disinterest of painters
you're no better off as enemies
they still the whirling innanities
in a one act play, that changes every day

By All Means Increase Your Hate For Sculptors
don't believe the silence they keep from you
they have lost their ropes and nets
later and momentarily

if you're out of hate for politicians
you are unaware of the validity of it
once in a while the path is blocked
to leave this hatred behind myself

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.

The sun just kicked a hole in the clouds
to look me in the face,
as hail like sea salt pelts my windshield.

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.

You're overwhelmed by many things,
desires,
but there's a thing I wish for everyone.
This thing is called pleasure,
and it's caused by so many things.
I'll help you find it,
if you'll follow the signs.
You're sad, but strong, on the outside,
Inside, you can be beyond the realm of comets.
You will feel renewed,
all you will feel is pleasure and love..
Until you are shimmering,
Glimmering..
Speechless with pleasure,
I will make sure
This ends well,
but it will never be over.
It is all independent, part of heaven's bad truths.
Don't forget this, I'm not ******* with you.

Dictated By White Cradle

As you successfully fall
through this sidestreet of joy
my presence brings harm.
  You don't remember my scent?
My caresses as you moved rhythmically
with pleasure under the victory,
beyond your imagination of me
in our Los Angeles.
The death of your old husband.
Breaking your hardships as I care for you.
For knowing I am only sad,
because you cannot see me.

There is more energy encased in this clear bead
that crawls inexorably out of my eye,
than a million, billion universes
of millions of billions of bright burning suns.
I can see the chains of glowing power
split in the prismatic lense,
surging outward, and ******* inward.
Each quivering beam of dazzling radiance
cuts across my blurry field of view,
like a flitting glimpse of a naked nightmare
that lives beneath the skin of the sky.
All these things I have seen reflected
a billion, trillion times
in the shattered crystal shard
created by a single drop,
snagged in the net of interwoven eyelashes,
brought together by a spasm of joy.
As the liquid prism dangles,
an eye-sickle, drawn downward,
it explodes in a saline cascade,
and in the moment before the droplets reach my lips
I see the face of God, reflected in the surface of my tears.

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

I cannot remember the places you inhaled my essence
out of the earth, and created a desert.

The feel of my surrender, undone, a pure chorus
in the song of forgiveness
that eludes you when you are awake.

You cannot remember the taste of my flesh.
Released, I remembered how to hate.

It is more than I deserve

this pinnacle of brightest hope

Tall bright place of remembrance

This peak this genesis

In Rooms we settle down

Sprinkled with fragrant oils

Light shining from below

Caressing smooth supple fingers

Whispering slowly upward

With ample strength and reassuring grip

I will hold you against me

As we rise to the peak together

Once more

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

Every red birth
Sinks down cooled, with a clear conscience.
Young bodies rightfully claim the future
Content, flowing feelings:
The cascading brother from the upright citizens
Is a cyborg of loving, with a vibrant heart.

Music
Of Acceptance
And forgiveness
Can mend the wall
It will cure any plague
You are not broken
You wont listen
The pain is on the surface
And the future
Can soothe deep scars
Problems can be dismounted by solutions
Peace is the solution
The walls I've destroyed
Pulverized bricks smashed cement
All are still whole
The constraints you had
Are lifted
And all the doubt you have
and sickness
Rapidly blinks out of existence.

Lean forward
Taste the young moisture
Of glistening skin
With the tears of love, forever found

Supple hands
Caress, satiation seeps in
I watch everyday
I shall never forget

Effulgent soul
Poured into the clear well of memory
Forever soaked
By the treasured flood, of your embrace.

I glance at the ground
I know why I am here
Why are you here?
Together our fear fades
The warm water soothes you
As we tell each other who we want to be
The possible dreams
And the impossible schemes
No matter how easy they are, we quit
We both begin to laugh
You can be who you want to be
You will always see it through
You'll never be alone, never ashes in wine.
Snap the cable, dragging you to death
When you succeed, the hail of pain will cease
Your dreams are in your pocket
Never let the fears conquer your dreams
The end is coming for us both
Everyone can see your brilliance
Crushed diamond cascades
Why do you conceal your laughter?
You don't need to be here for me or anyone else
We all get back to our feet,
The sirens song is so sweet.
You must be who you want to be
Not what you think I want to see
From now on deny it
Stop eating self deception
You'll never know
None of it was for show
Your dreams constructed
Your hopes reconstituted
You can imagine what would happen
If your flames of passion should dampen
You have everything in the universe before you
Do not be grappled and dragged down by doubt
All you need to know, and you know who you are,
All you need to know is
You will always be someone to me.