I put my uncertainty
  into the paper
      but it doesn't make
       it any less true.
God takes me through
        so much falsehood
    shows me there's not anything
       more new.
take the hint,
there must be a purpose
to follow the truth
             you delude.

to see you hurt left me a terrible unease.
cringeworthy..
wrists breaking,
eyes poked,
or
bruised knees.

eughh..
Right to my core.
please be careful
out there Sprout.

there's a million different people we can be.
i only desire to be the one closest to who you are.

her hair
comes in
   parchment
her weave in
   burlap
beauty like
  touch
  kissing as such
a new fabric
sewn to my
scarecrow heart

golden light brilliance
my honey lover
flecks of divine
catch them on my tongue
oh, brother of mine
you're the one that feels just fine.
no doubt, no doubt.

☆       difference of the work
the ^ of a pencil over a pen
is the erasure of mistake
̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶i̶f̶f̶e̶r̶e̶n̶c̶e̶  over
̶c̶r̶o̶s̶s̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶  a strike-through. ☆

I'm sorry,
    I haven't been myself.
But no need to fear, because love is what
   you deserve.
  We want no devils in this house,
       we want the Lord,
          we want everything.
    Serenity, peace; whatever we
          know we need.
        A God dream: A light beam.
  And I'm trying to keep to my faith;
        somewhere I can be safe.
     But I ain't finished, I'm devoted,
        I'm aware I'm a king,
ya, you know it.
     One destined to be a debaser !
   feats of perihelion !
     I am a man !  Cut from the know ! Wrapped in iron lung !
To deathless purgatory !
   Dancing with my eyes and lips !
   I can't stop ! I'm addicted !
I'm an animal !
    Strike me in my distress !
Out of control !
     We're out of control !
   Persecute those whom are weak,
just so we may feel strong !
   Crush those that beg at your feet !
            **** yourself !
       Come on and do us all a favor !
   Show your teeth !
A lover or a fighter !
   The day was come I was to
  mourn you !
A little loaded, steal another breath !
Who knew the other side of you ?!
      Gone too fast !
        Rest in peace !
I'm freaking out on the interstate !
     I feel their stares !
I'll leave this all behind us if we dare !

you're in the palm of the hand
that's holding your head up-
feel weightless
as you may,
gravity
shall shift
with every of
our kiss.

She's a dreamboat
  in the tunnel of love,
      white lightning like white wine,
  fluorescent lights in purple rain;
a deep crazy,
     an even deeper affection.
  her love is like magic,
      we're enthralled in
             respect.
    She is good, she is better,
      my favorite, and my best.
        my heart; the reason:
             why it beats in my chest.

the clouds span above me
yet the horizon mountains
are in the sun

cosmic.
celestial.
spaceship and satellite.
star.
constellations.

Heaven is like a green tree
   that blossoms
in the Sun,
  it's the warmth of Spring
     but us sitting in its shade.

     it's like a cool breeze on
       a chilly river-side
         that sways her branches
             and eases her spines;
            relieves her leaves.

it'll never leave-
       if we believe it to be true.
it continues-
       even after our end.

if I'm sorry
let's be sorry
together.
a weak embrace
is as
strong as
we hold it.

so hold tight,
we still have
the heavens to
soar in.

you make me feel like a Christmas piano /
your fingers play the way my heart speaks, right down to the beat /
fireside of crackling hewn timbers and smokey embers /
I am the fire, and you are the warmth of my desire /
hold me tight, and never let me go

dream catchers,
  dream makers,
    and children of the nation,
enable me to create more - please.
there are fireflies in July, wet grass by May,
  where the monkeys sway in the sky.
Samson and Ezekiel,
    Mary is a daughter,
Moses has his pain.
  Give thanks,
     to everyone and everything;
   especially everywhere.
         Love your neighbors,
   respect their wills, and
respect their testimonies.
I'll love you forever,
   even after I will die.
For dreams- they never stray;
   they won't ever go away,
but they change,
they change in the light of day.

sit next to me
in silence,
we shall converse
with our thoughts.

a blueberry sunrise
she's held up in his arms
mulitcolored daylight

the father kisses his daughter's cheek,
"promise you'll never leave me,
not even til the end of days."

"my love,
when I've
gone to Heaven,
these stars-
I shall sparkle
them for you."

I'm a killer.
a western shooter.
my triggers
mark your
final punctuation,
and six shots
are your
final sentence.
a lifetime taken
to justice.
gunpowder
is your kind of
a last meal.

looks can be decieving,
and logic can be revealing.

there's a
monster that they make of me,
but they're in the dim light
in casks of shadows.

read my poems upon death
and that's where I'll be.
searching for light
through
sanctifiying flames.
and just when I'm going,
I'll be guided by my mother's
merciful grace.

the wound the wound,
yes, the wound.
it is still there
for it has not
yet healed to
a scar.

In May, may we ?
Don't say nothing- no,
don't say no.
Do you know you are the one that I
would write for ? So there
in May, may I ? So I may have every of my page have your name ?
For I feel this consent,
yes- I do. so please, don't say no-
for then I may not,
even when I can;
and maybe even
when we should.

if you feel not in control-

you are the paintbrush and
the world is the canvas in
which you paint.
with words, with actions
with thoughts, with everything.
if I am the paintbrush,
then who or what is the artist
painting ?
is it me ?
is it you ?
is it us ?
could it be everyone ?
do I allow you to use me ?
to write what it is
the audience so pleases ?
and are we all paintbrushes ?
and, if so, is each to a collection
of which is the art ?

where is the source of your ink ?
for a pen is like a brush.
and what pictures are drawn from it ?

and how do you love ?
is it so openly a suggestion
you breath it out like air ?
you breath it in like perfume ?

well, the woods are starting to burn again,
and I can not deny that it smells fantastic.

I feel she's letting go,
I'm still a part of her drift.
she's been watching and
hoping for me-
another angel of my guard;
she will find me in someone
else lovely,
and he will
be her
reminder.

hold me in your arms-
as tender if we were
to leave tomorrow evening.
for i want to know the future,
but we always die so
suddenly.
please understand,
you deserve it just as
well.
find me;
where I am
within any other.

i'll remember the shape of
your face as if
it the palm of my hand

cups of water
over the surface
of your plentiful
pool

every time ill kiss you
ill heal a little more of our
pride until we are there
in where
we shall lay like babes
of the green hills after
sun dance

i'll blow a light wind
just around
and between
and through
your house of cards

wouldn't want them tumbling
now,
would we ?

I might bury the books with your name in them
A big treasure chest
Ill record the coordinates,
and make sure its weather proof,
and I'll forget about it
until another day.

when my mom passed
i used to listen to the
ambient wildernesses
while i was off to sleeping.
crickets and windscapes,
ocean waves and raining water.
echoes from somewhere else.
it filled the room, and i drifted
to lands away where it was
calm as i could be, and i slept
soundly.

Bring me back to safety,
bring me back to my
sanctuary.

the angels are the lilies
the ponds are the clouds
the fairies are flying like the pixies
the butterflies are the reeds
the breezes are the glades
the cicadas are the shore

baby! baby! baby!
doggy soft, doggy good..
cutie smile, cutie fur..
woof! woof! woof!
so full of his ruffin' love !

the other day, dear,
the tears came from
your sunshine.

for as I lay sleeping,
I dreamed of us dancing melodies
and you tenderly gazing across my eyes.

but when I awoke dear, I was mistaken.
yet I had faith,
so I prayed
you not stay
from my side.

I'll always love you
and make you happy
if only that you would do the same.
I hope that we not regret it all
some day.

You are my sunshine,
my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are gray.
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

depth of horizons
hands climb higher
hands wary lower

There are hilly horizons.
Hazy, smooth.
Pine- hard prickly foliages.
Barrens and fields. Endless lungs
                             spread for multitudes.

   Rich pink wind castle staircases
   Lush blue water ballet pool
Our heavens are leaking. Our chase is like a spiral. like a dance. like a dive. like an ascent.
we sink deeper.
we float lighter.
which of any of this is just
our own wonderland ?
who's to take credit for
all this love ?

she feels
like cool rain landing on my skin
or harsh kisses sent through the wind

You're a better me
       than I could hope to be
So I'll learn from lesser
       reads that in which I see
Reaching for what is we,
       for there we fly like free