big cat
in a big pond,
have this rock.
the ground willn't
break.
safety where
i had found it yet
beside just myself.
and sure, swim to it in any time of need.
then where shall you sail ?
where will you see ?
will seas and seasons
be what time is to me ?

poetry wears her sunglasses and
walks the city sidewalks
in fits of warm smiles.
drives the streets
in some hotter heat
and you can feel all
of their sunshine.

i want to have faith in you
but i want you like i want air.
raspy gasps
of
repulsions
and hasps.
unlock your
potential.
break free from
referential.
inhibitions are
limiting conditions.
reenvision the unreedeming.

Oh yes,
you are an angel of light.
like gold, like sight.

blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The thoughts come out like
   a stream into my words. I don't mind them.
They mean whatever they do.
Whatever the semblance your eyes
come across.
           I'm yours in that way.
       I wish I could change
    that reality,
          but I have no desire
        to change what has already been beautifully
        made.
               I'll keep at it.
              Even if in there everyone would
                  darken my shine.   Just
          Like an unlit candle in
               a room of only shadow,
               we could find the use out of you -
                                                          but you
            won't turn the lights on for me, and
          I refuse to burn your wicker if
            that your case.

the times will come
where
       when is all desolate
    and the what is ruin amidst
           so many of how.
                  but within the love lost and love
found,
            I'll be thinking of you.