#meander
Can I tell you my dreams?
Will you stick around long enough to understand what each means?
Should I skip over the nightmare scenes
That flicker through like 8mm on pull down screens
While the essence meanders by like dust through projector beams
Two extremes
Two cerebral regimes
Strange themes
Nothing's as it seems
Importance only found beyond the streams of screams
No, I don't think I will mention my dreams
©2024
Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 7:13 PM UTC
Quest or journey?
One has an end in mind, which?
I wonder?
A step, a line to cross; who laid this line?
In my mind, I imagine I am several,
if not many,
opposing mental-
beings, persons, suggests a bird, there...
can you, no, you can't.
I am here, and you are there, and neither of us matters.
At the moment you next notice me, all I knew
of Beckett was sorted and stacked, so
hap hazardly that any thought may seep through the
softening cellular barriers,
holding,my idea of me as more than one thing, being
in contention for
contentment, with godliness {undefined}
how odd. No lie is of the truth; but known lies live
institutelary as gods,
mental constructs, ala church or synagogue or pedagogue
of your choice.
Sort.
---- breakaway narrative thread, said soto voce, golf shot caller voice,
Poli-yesterday, say we gone gno no mo no mo no mo hit
--- did you finish the line, must have
here am I, jack of all trades, you paid attention, at the mention of my
name,
the euphemism of vastest worth, or you know jack.
Gnosticsnotso impossibly true as a true player in the balance
of in for by, all manner of pre set positions,
adding weight where weight is wanting,
lifting lightly where denser matter
crushes hope of ever finding love {undefined}
the game of the gods-spirit-winds-whatevers
give and take that makes this world of mere words
flow
through and through, over and under, one way or another.
Here,
join me, it's 2020, I live on the westside of a granite wave,
a reflective wave,
I think, the crest is seven thousand feet, and past that, there
is Borego, and a trail heading east, across the land
in the rain shadow of the Pacific Crest.
This is the rest that remained, after the shamed man's journey
from the east.
West is west, keep going.
Peeping birds, and curious dogs in the distance, neither obtrusive,
but then the dog goes silent,
and the peeping voice could irritate if I were to allow... allow
by whose authority,
do i allow this peeping, ah, I see, it is the squirrel, squeek
no peep.
It will cease if I whistle like a hawk, but
today, that would be lying to the little rodent whose kits
are as cute as any cat on Facebook, but only
when the peep
stops... and the I'll go on, rythm, I'll go on
be yonder when the role is called, say I,
I am here,
waiting with the rest that remain from Eden,
back in the day.
May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC
Look at me
So carefree
Frolicking in the flowers
Skip around
On the ground
In the lushness of the bowers
Here we go
On tip toe
Dancing in the breeze
Arms out wide
Nature's bride
No better days than these
From day to dusk
I do lust
For your grand display
Orange and pinks
Days last wink
A vibrant color soiree
Then I sneak
To the creek
Splashing with delight
Mistress moon
I do swoon
In your beams of soft moonlight
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 1:31 PM UTC
If there is no point
Then
Perhaps
I will take
The meandering path
And
Perhaps
I will double back
To the gray matter house
Despite how far I made it
Today
Yesterday
A month ago
A year ago
I always come back
Perhaps
I will stay there
This time
Make it home
Quietly waste away
As energy leaks out
And effort is exhausted
Time flies by
And I will sleep
To my tired heart's content.
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 9:05 PM UTC
There are, for sure, a few certain things I miss
We could destroy each other's sense of self
And then be twisting in a broken bed
How did it feel? Do you sometimes remember, too?
Reverse genitals, you ****** me, deliverance
My first *********** you went deep
And I could feel you had an IUD
How did it feel?
Let me try to find the right words to describe
This hole of dissonance
You helped build this empire
Now it is burning, lost to ash
Unending hatred begins with vehemence
And pauses when I'm on my back
I can still feel your mouth on me
And your fingers in my ***
Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 6:42 PM UTC
My hands have become raw.
The constant digging has made me complacent.
The tools have been scattered.
Just as the thoughts I sift through.
Glory to those that have found the treasure.
Trinkets of blight and misfortune is all that is left.
Do I cherish what remains..
Consume those that are truly nameless.
Faceless.
The definition is lost on me.
Yet I find solitude in the despair it brings.
A constant that always keeps its promise.
The lighting strike has found its mark.
For just as fast as it has come.
Lighting up my eyes.
I am left with only the afterimage.
A burn that is slowly fading.
And soon.
It to will be that of my imagination.
Hinting at a past with static charge.
Will this Phoenix rise.
Or has the fire finally been extinguished.
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
O,
Row from the tabletops if,
If, if
Row from the tabletops if,
or when
O,
Burn at the fun'ral pyre,
pyre
Burn under heaven's fire,
fire
Stop me if you hear this one,
under the flesh
heavy wantonness,
energy light to dance
moves behind your lid
undo the flesh
future corpses do dance
do dance
O,
Future corpses do dance
do dance
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 9:05 PM UTC
Inside the drainage basin
Bounding my soul
Fluid dynamics
Condense
Phases of water
Gather in the
Mountain towers
Over time
Gravity plus precipitation
Converts
Into snow pack
Come spring
That snow pack
Braids it's way down the mountain
Co-mingling with groundwater
Bubbling up in springs
Gathering momentum
In mountain streams
A constant conversion from
Potential to kinematic
Energy
Streams make their
Way into prairie rivers
Meandering along
Through riparian pockets
Of biodiversity
Reaching a levee
Then breaching
Local, national, and international boundaries
Are no match
As my soul
Finds it's way to base level
In the ocean of your love
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 7:15 AM UTC