disaster is so close yet so far away,
believe in the chose to obey (or not)
       because you are valuable.
YOU are beautiful and make life worth living.

and I know this is no delusion of thought or old age.
today is held in a blue crystal hand,
of time and astronomical measurements.

as a storm guides the soul in a human form
across the earth's face, I am secure in the magic.

Together--
We will see another day.

Poems are a changing thing and are at worst a dragon.
Come to consume thoughts and drag words like virgins to the stake.
             when I was a witchy thing, black wings spread over in grief.
              I began to breath fire from depths of pain that no longer
              We're hidden- safe.
What a beast! Her eyes hot and tongue sharp and beauty unfolding
With each rip from a torn soul, oh! And to me, the greater the passion
The more a story is told.
              So it seems dark embers stir this creatures heat,
               While thundering for meaning as
               Joy to love, like a monster my dragon was only
               Trained to eat.
Molting form a maidens horror purity was up to fight,
Against the memories and faded- incomplete prose
That only taunted the will to abide.
               Writing only when voice can not answer
                and my heart offends- the more it bends
                To serve the dragon's fire.

It is just a fact:

My heart is a beached whale
Sitting on a dying sun,
Waiting on the tide to come,
There's a fisherman and a hook
Trying to catch me all day
Moving his Life on a raft
On top of the ocean’s spray
Those mermaids been teasing for a ****.

Just,
Swinging feet on a lunar bench
Twilight knocking me off,
Clouds softly catching a melon lost
Sleeping to a dream I knew would
believe...
the

Space Fire I believe
is a red comet in love.

What are we worth?
but precious hearts in a
cold dark
we find warmth in the fire
fed with desire
together we can make a great spark.

stranger to far off lands,
looking back at what i had.
falling forward into quicker sands,
holding on im scared to stand.
ugly moon grabs her tides,
thrusting me onward to black skies,
and i know i know i know,
theres life on mars...

You kindle the skin and start to rot
Inside your desperate fumes.
You cut a path onto the wrist to
bleed out the noose.
It doesn't mend a broken frame
Like the artists hand.
Never making work the love
That heals the hurt within.
Indeed, release from apathy
Comes sweet the morning dew.
But the pain it brings torrents
A rain that drowns the heart of you.

I’ve been walking in the dessert
Sand still and deep

Shifting grains of humans
By animal instinct

My water is your water
We are to keep

And punished for
The ancestors plight
The sins

They spawned
Muad’Dib

when we laugh we cry
into a comic masterpiece.
in slow motion we control
what moulds peace
into a letter.

what touch soon grows
attached to the soul
electricity

to close and yet far away
metallic bonds the
cigarette to the hour  glass


and i fold

Your face shades a thought so welcome
In social networking sheets
That cross an elephant's mind.

Your smile stitched by genes
I ripped with my own teeth
The genuine stretching girth
Is all but ours.

We inhabit different worlds
Folding a path of certain progress,
A line to maturity.

What was it grandmother use to say
In her class and old ways
That we hold in every sentence
We speak in every thought.

How odd the dynasty fades
And family remains.
Words are my art.

among the ashes, as you rise you savage, just on a harmonica's twang.
tell what you saw in the future
what Ga you saw in the eyes,
just to show
what you really keep.
Lusting heart, loving part,
come away with me.

paying the street with coins, money man.
broken dollar bills will not due.
the Whole is needed the half won't pass,
this ride is always for free.

don't burn a hole in your smile,
with nicotine in your lips.

eat up you'll need the strength,
we dance tomorrow.

A rare old fashion curiosity
   in a modern day book,
took away my breath
   in one moment,
of exquisite living.

Man that dog is Farrell
He got me like I’m single
Got a lighter for a lady
Come and say maybe
Spend some time with me
Show enough we keep
Stepping on a beat
Come dance with me
I think he got me on a leash
But I can speak fast
When my mind unwrapps
Bout to tap that
But walking in the street
Feels clean to me
Stopping on Ferret
Gonna win that bet
No ciggerettes please
But my lungs got needs

And I can’t stop thinking of you.

i know i don't really want to live on my own
such a drag to be honest.
this thing we are doing feels so wrong
******* my mind and left bruised inside.
as if i'm still apart of you
pretending we are together.
impossible.

but still i want you.
still i contend to offend our sacred hearts
as if they were art.

what happened to Nonpareil of Favor?

i choked in the night as the darkness tide
washes over me
a shadow grown cold without the sun to fade
a drop of liquid onyx.

in this dream within a dream
i woke to black and white

the part of me that makes me free
slipped away into the dust

my thoughts are half empty
searching
for your light
my heart is not beating
hurting
when your gone.

I am empty
I am empty
I am thirsty

for your love.

you are a cool breeze outside my window seal,
a tree without leaves in a winter chill,
as logic begets reason so does love in season.
as does my blushing lips.

hanging from a petals pore
drying slowly above the floor,
of yellow roses and red sunflowers.
               paint a florist affair
               as birds outside shoot
              ray-guns to the sun.
this house smells so nice.

the cards are in your hands,
i've played to win my men.
oh sister,
distracted as  bee to nectar,
and you a wall flower.
it's no fun to always win...

laugh off disaster
as a fog in your dream.

The paper was a bit shy and ***** from the past few years of neglect, nothing ever grew more alone and distant than the faded words of a poet unfinished.

"The cold light filled the night as a wolf cried out, the moons eye a ghostly dancer."

Now so it seemed such a sad thing that there was never to be an answer; time would be the master and the minutes forebode disaster.

But of course, never the light of day. Stuck forever to twilight haze it filled an eerie air.
I watched from this broken phrase all the while in a poets grave, rotting from abused paper.

rmy face has shrunken 5 times in my hands
been some time now,
and still im yours
now just run.

When I was young
I lived like a fox in her den,
fell asleep in a spring daze,
woke up and I had aged.

Where went my dreams?

Oh I hear your whisper,
into your embrace.

Was it all a mistake?
I dig a rabbit's grave.

you are a boy who misunderstood
what a girl like me needs.

all i need is friend
who makes cabinets in the sun
who runs marathon's for fun,
and listen to my drumming beat.

as the dump truck intercedes in a disturbing way.

don't misunderstand what I say.

what I say is lets be around
when the family goes out for dinner
when I'm too high to read a letter,
meant for someone else.

ALL there is between are to many streets
when I'm out of gas,
and need money to make,
my dreams real.

as a dreamer, in a particle splits the path of thought,
like mud under my fingernails and crystal shells.
Arkansas is driving me insane
come one come all she's the
fare-st if you fall.

neck burned as a fingerprint, itches sore in trash days,
conspiracies and deputies
looking still more strange.

can determined minds build a staircase of reason?
up to a future, teasing
me out in the open
with your temper words.

And the rain hits me
When I’m biking through the city
Hot pavement smells and lucid dreaming
No luck when your luck runs thin
And your bank account is stolen
And fraud feels like running me down
Into the ground like the stank of the street
But I can brave the storm to find warmth among friends. Need to call a lawyer to make the pigs holler and lightning cracks again. Drinking up IPA so I can gain some liquid courage. It’s just another tavern on st. Charles.

Female energy
Building, each
Bike ride pumping
Up my solid frame.
Sun so hot it sticks to your skin
A tecate kind of thinking.
Caught you inside my piece of mind
But my libido is soaking—and my tan burns.

And here I am
Throwing yo Iin the bathroom
I'm a iiiye
Upset
If can't tell.

Why not choose me your
Love and thing
In use

You make me ****


It's a stand alone complex
Ghost in the shell
Animatrix.

Around the coals we gather to warm are tired souls
Brothers singing of all life's woes
And dear old sawyer and his lady go on their way
Towards the west and memory lane.
I bid adieu to these travelers and the heated night
One day we will find peace in our drunken blight
To the poet and their thoughtful muse
To the guitarist and their twanging tune
To the smoker with a hazy mind
And the couple rekindled in Octobers fire.

Our World is so ******, the gulf is
crying out in oil suds mixed Fossil Fuels
-all-
      -gone-
-dry-
In this heat wave they speak, as I
                                    kick
          leaves in  duck-taped strides,
I wish I could fall-lie
        As Hermes dives to the side of every
Poet's cry...
       There is a voice to be heard.
A                distant train silhouette  in the mismatched
   sentence, yes tell us why?
Curious as Cat-In-Hat, mischievous
                                                                ­as This-Or-That,
where would the power dream?
Of
      Us
            Worthy,
of what we feel inside, a
-survival kit, -a heart's wish
or a -simple stitch..
   of eloquent words and sighs.
                    To Bee,
         what,
                   It ought To Be.

you know what I think,
it ain't about doing things your way. See i got this part of my being, stuck in my gut, hole in my heart feeling, that you want less than that.
That I'll be entertained by your muscles of *******, or silent when i watch from dreams and...
forget it.
Let me turn the other way, watch babylon pray, its just another day.
People so small we make telescopes large and look for our creator, but see its apart of me.
I think, when i look at trees they look like faces, the ocean's breath awakens things. I forgot long ago.
And atoms are just empty spaces, so what do you think holds it all?
Nothing? or are we just nothing...
Oh but let me tell you I feel today! Like Artemis hunting her prey, tell me, is it nothing or am I a cosmic puppet? Blast it, I loose myself in the meaning;
Oh right, you don't-know-me.
and it is a veil that separates our fates, to clouds that wait, for my soul.
Or a stranger that you'll never know.

Can you place a hand upon wha you want most?

Can you touch tangible dreams?
Does a beat begin to grow

In the pit of the soul?
Did you think?

In a half empty mind.

What stars shined with the sea
With hopeless pleas....

Crashhh
Crash

S
I
N
K

Into hidden hours....

Where a fire burned
D
E
E
P

Will knowledge know and keep?

What makes me hold this heat

Is you!

Have you ever noticed
that the trend is sadness?

No smiling, no lying, no living?
No anything.

But it's not like that,
my heart cant shrug happiness.
Shielding off madness,
I am inspired.

hey you, looking like a boy
with an ankle rolled and sore
i'll kiss it, with my words.

hey you, silent in that voice
eyes as bright as an asteroid
let me tell you what your worth.

hey you, feeling all alone
well you aren' the only one.
stay strong.

yes, you.

I look around and am left hanging like a washed up college house,
In my present fix
There is no forward bound.
I want to write...
I want to fight...
Burn fresh fire in a darkened hearth,
Dream and inspire the laughs of tomorrow,
Old Hermes carried me well.

Does choice hang heavy in thought?
Will the heavens take back a star?

And when will courage meet destiny
In life?

Idiology takes my hand and cries
Much to vain with a scarlet smile.

Break a false name
And attach to missery in swing.

Take back the moon
I am zero gravity.

Here we go on another roll
Through the past the present
The new year

Watching xena play and the
Red firerocks blaze
While love ones rock the Mississippi.

And darling friends smoke
The marajuana and send
Their love into the future.

We'll time it bends
and wraps Us in its
Day it's night it's eather.

Let's be ourselves
Protect the will
To make dreams
become tomorrow.

The taste is bitter the luck grows thinner, and doubt fills every pore.
Am I to bold to fear the adventures you seek
Outside of gas and heat.

Be wise be free be wild be Natalie.
I know dear friend, I'll see you again.

Revised...

:) you sneaky little *****.

never feeling this much ever felt so down
as a river was pushed over night and dawn,
so it was the injustice that breaks the love.

like a water of reason drawn to its halt,
do i know the truth that I was at wrong.

does a writer tell so what it was now
bring down this mountain,
I've seen the moon.

reflecting a lost forgotten view,
it was me the less and you the few.

Tangled in a drunken fog and still I knew
that loosing is the greatest fear.

Now i cling to rocks and wind.
the only thing at cost.

About the *******
The safety net
The red white and blue is your
Dream to be better.
A myth, a legend,
Notorious in her sacrifice
Of black lives matter.
That your health, my health,
The guy at the corner holding
A please-feed-me-I’m-hungry
For change and the idea
We are somehow better
With a mask on
To keep sickness out.

Developed with capital gains
What about the amazons rains?
And wasn’t Australia on fire?
And didn’t we assassinate an
Iranian general?

We live it.
It’s nearly summer.

Mistrust of government officials  might as well be my tinder profile.

yellow basil leaves and obscene art meet the open eyes,
science equations make for bruised paper and
bicycle shadows cream wall,
students make good start.

sitting as a stranger
tap tap
cook makes cornbread
and light
conversation

feeling can sometimes be too much, tickling your brain with thought.
It taps taps my fingertips black and blue.
thank you, for
Bringing me into the magic
of living through the portal of a story,
of sweet ***** smoke,
of hollow veins,
of dark things.

The places inbetween the space
of life and love and God,
I know it too.

Do you know why,
I can't sleep, in the attic or the deep?
No Anchor on these tides, treasure box
in a pirate's hope;find the boat.

Drifted on a pierced lip, a fixed kiss,
a mental slip--
on a burnt out Fuze.

Double check for a
red lighter's glaze,
As wolf is entranced in the gaze, of a moon's longing.
              EYE
Take it easy,
little child. A bottle ship on a lover's dream
tossed and turns as sleeper learns,
trust the Sun.

Light so stronge, Life will always crawl
in the uncertanty a simple plee,
to be
           to exist
                           to dream,
What It really is, spinning the compass
to the steady Fun, painted with snow.
As a remote control in
*****-MOAN phase.

You follow all these twisting lines and wonder why your
      thoughts derail
    
      I can hear a sirens call and my ship ends up nowhere.
    
      Take it back and take it in
           Only time can tell.
    
      I found you there again
          In our sanctuary's light.
    
      The lamp is dim and the 
           Road is quiet,
    
      Just as a far away night.
    
      I can take a magic sign and bury all the neglect,
            I will make a memory of everything we've kept.

2 Mexican coffees
A shot of makers mark
A PBR,
It was a **** night.

Moving to New Orleans
Has saved my life.

there is always bad
And sometimes there's good,
It hits  you like a salty wave.

Maybe I drink to much anyways-
Making my rent day to day,
At least I'm living
My way.

Metal bands and old friends
Leave a taste to be desired
Yet I stay with beer to pay
I'm just like you.

on a bar stool
With drums beating me down
What's with the loud sounds?
I can take it your just like me.

Whisky in a warmed skin
Left to take it all in
I observe the room with apathy.

Thank Ga for family.

Day off again
Time to read a book or
Flip through story book page
As I
grasp Promethia
And
Take the stage
                 While You
uplift a thought to
the whale dream.

Native tongue
My craving.

it's simple, i cheated myself to absolute affection. To the direction of love and being the object of the lesson hurts the mutual party, he said, "i must think about things," and even then i was loosing to my silence with distaste, with shame. Shame the subject of friction rubbed me raw. Made a new fool out of an experience player; who built a house of cards. as if emptying every pore of sweating anticipation, i was ****** dry. lips crushed and chest burned up in a momentary lie. "you are faithful. You are loving, caring, and honest." But i wasn't. How could something so simple be a gamble worth loosing, worth choosing to beat happiness upon? Wrong, misguided, forlorn, and frightened of being alone, the man was making his reasoning. you are a liar, a cheat, and a thief. my heart was yours and here you have given it back to me? what pride what shade that corrupt the sunny day I adored you...wasn't i more to you than a stupid act of satisfaction? so i disperse in temporary madness to think about the sadness growing and folding the lines i tried to speak. with the words i could not reach for an analogy. And yet i am forthcoming. and still i don't know the warnings of a heartless bride.