Shall I spill words?
Shall I spill tears?
Or Shall I spill blood?
Indegenious to my nature is the fact,
That it can't stay,
It needs to flow,
It needs to be felt and heard by another existence,
A much kinder and understanding one
Hitherto,
the sacrifice to spill has left a dauntingly adverse repression,
Nothing has sustained,
all has been robbed,
"Shall I spill away all that has been left of me?"she wonders

Let Me Out!
The Spanish were upset
An oil tanker sank a mile offshore
The water was a mile deep
Yet the tide would carry the oil
Ashore so it would ruin the beaches
**** the fish eradicate the birds
Blacken swimmers poison the sea
Turn the sand to asphalt
Do a hundred other evil things
Blame the typhoon blame the captain
Blame all things but it’s clear
The ship is no longer afloat
It’s at the bottom of the sea
All that juicy engine oil waiting
To escape to poison all things
Let me out let me out let me out!

Eye on the mirror.
See the heart,
the treasured treasure?

Can't spill the beans
is more than
science or art!

Can you catch the carton
as it tumbles off the shelf?
Or will your shame be recorded in 
your cold, white reflection
on the kitchen floor.

And will you be reminded by
the banana peel on your car dashboard
as you contemplate, in the churning
between dashed and solid lines.

She's not a poet
She who was lost though sometimes I've found,
whom decisions are caged and bound.
who lives in life full of poison,
who knew how to rhyme a misery,
who was in the midst of emotion to carry.
She's not a poet,
She's just a sad soul
who wants to express
and spill metaphors.

The purest form to thought
bes the formless thinker thinking

Thought cast to thought
bes thought thinking

Thinker bes the ocean
as thought bubbles to its surface

All calamity bes under your feet
not stepping on your head                  
eye gazes up to above not down to below
a silken light thread spun thru human allness
spinning the body to its ascending

It feels time now ahead bes disappearing
as does time before
senses becoming more liquefied and amplified
to a present state of light being.

All time bes vibrational memory you see
a mental recollection re activated
thru sloppy attention to thinking its there
as nothing old becomes new and nothing new becomes old
a new activation bes required to embody more of all light
to become a more expanded version of ones human and divine self.

We be getting closer to instant manifestation
meaning thought becoming a physical reality to immediate effect
with no time lapse between the vibrational activation
and its manifestation in physical form thru action in its all.

It be most important to pay attention to the vibe rate velocity
and emotional essence scenting from the body,
your sign to nature
the vibe that bes calling to you
vibe rates spinning in harmony with you
as it bes.

Being observant to the physical behaviour
in mind or about you
activates the vibe rate
and puts a spin to you toward materialization
in your reality

remember
you spin it first
and then it bes spun to you
and becomes visible to you

you be creator
you be not created by creation about you.

Looking at any object gives it purpose
and ties you to that purpose mentally and vibrationally
as you tell its story you write it and live it as does all
this bes happening all over you
at all turn of events thru time.