The most beautiful place on earth
Lives in North Carolina
But
I'm not sure what place it is

Maybe its the Blue Ridge
The Stretch of parkway between Asheville and Boone
The most ancient mountains on earth
And when your there
You can see forever
And you can feel it
The spirit
The sweet breath of the world
The way its loving arms can hold you
On top of mountains
Where you can hear
Gods voice

It had to be
That the king
Lives in the Queen City

Maybe its the stretch of sand
Ralieghs lost colony
**** Devil Hills and Nags Head
Highway twelve
Where the horses run wild
And the water is so peaceful
You'd gladly drown yourself
Just to forever be a part of it all
Where the most glorious sight
Is seen from a hill
Overlooking the Atlantic
And watching the sunrise
Alone

The most beautiful place on earth
Is in North Carolina
Waiting for you to arrive

Deeply embedded in the mire of thought
In the war prisons of the enemies
In the night that separates and unites
Our disparate cities
I hold you inwardly
Everything I ever do
Is shrouded in a black and white painting
A still shot of what we thought we would be
And is the color I see
The color of my fingertips
Touching the clouds
And other things I can't hold onto to
We plant a seed together
But without water it never grows

What do we have?

I know I've been wrong
Been wrong
I repent
I repent
I pray the heavens above
Can forgive me

So that maybe once more
In a miserable life time
I can feel the glorious warmth
Of the angels being near me

Short poems garner attention
Sad to say
I guess that most people have
Short attention spans

And I'm done

Dragons on a wing
Mid-afternoon
Purple and yellow blood
In empty fields

Release me
These chains that bind me in
Bog me down
And hold me back

Release

Dragons in the deep
And waiting
Dragons in the sky
That soar too high

And me
Relief
Coils serpentine
With own belief

Release

The last of dragons slain
By hateful menace
Seek fame and regard
Reward of gold

Release
Release me
From these tedious schemes
And this blood

The angels cry
I feel it on my skin
It falls as rain
I know just what it means
Wickedness and sin
Desolate pain
From the times when I've been wrong
All the things I've done

The angels cry
In morbid fascination
Feathers and freefalling
I know the reason why
When the sky breaks
So do I
And so do they

The angels cry
From whence they used to pity
Now they only grieve
They saw the birth of fires
The watched them as they grew
And swallowed us all
From the times when we were broken
And the truth of being hopeless

The angels cry
Only hoping their teardrops from the heavens
Will drown us in their mercy

Its not that I don't have light
Lamps and candles and lanterns and flashlights
And suns that only ever set
Its not that I don't have light
Its just sometimes I feel much better
In the darkness

So let night be my home
Let these creatures roam
Caught in a gloaming
Red eyed mouth foaming
Because all I know
With someone I'm all alone

Lamps need outlets
Candles drip their wax and lose their flame
Lanterns without oil can't create shadows
Flashlight with dying batteries
And the sun

The sun is going to set

last night I posted a twelve bar salute to my homies in The Black Mountain Crew,
you know, creeley, olson, the rest
jack kerouac and that road trip
all over a dope *** beat
for real tho
shout out to nateive son
idk why but as I was writing this
I was reminded of him
**** game tight
with my yacht-master 2
18-karat on a jesus piece
i roll with my rolie
i ***** with my homie
Allen Ginsberg on Instagram
If you can believe it
but god dam Harry Styles has like 20 million more followers
so **** that
idk tho
Al told me we was gonna get a face tat
i bet he'll be swimming in clout

O! That you know me so well!
The story my shadows tell
A death knell
A dead one
In the light of the the your night-falling words
What manner corpend?
That you would portend
The growing clouds
The viscious wind
The vacuous void
The abysmal end

As you wish
         To draw my ire
My flames of burning desire
Engulfing as fire
I shall surely make you feel your bones as ash

Make me now an eater of soul!
My carefully concocted creations
Aiming squarely as arrow in bow
Being drawn as a portrait of your mechanations
Your confusion
Your naiveté
Your goals
All meaningless
             All your nothingness
                       All your dreams to be as I am
You have assaulted my art loving ears
With pure dribble
Tripe and dreck
Trite and dretch
A sketch by an amateur artist
Back-handed and drawing with the left

Make me now an eater of soul!
A hand touching darkness
Grabbing it neatly
And delivering it as it is
To you
On a silver platter
These jaws of a lover
Growing fangs
As you want
Becoming the jaws of hell
Eater of soul

O! That you know me so well!

I only got so much
So much ain't
So much nothing
So much I can't take with me
Make it hard for me to breathe
Impossible
Believe

Maybe my left eye closes
When they find me
When I'm lost
When I am hiding
Make it difficult to live
Impossible
To die

I only have a particle
To hold onto
And dreary eyes
Set focus on a sunrise
As sure nobody understands
As sure I can
That this is real

Impossible
Believe

On a mountain
We can feel the clouds
Or we can fall

In the ocean
We can swim in waves
Or we can drown

With the fire
We can warm our bones
Or we can burn

In the sky

You love every beautiful part of me
But there is also

I have nothing in my hands
But......
I love you
I have nothing
But you know I'll give nothing to you
Because I'll give you everything I have
Everything I have

I know......
It could never be enough
Because my touch is priceless
But it could never buy you food
And I don't expect you starve
Just because I love you

So let this cash exchange unfeeling hands
That you may eat
Let me be lonely
When not a soul
Can love you more
My hands.......

I have nothing in my hands

And you deserve the world I'll never hold

Ms. Doubtfire
Says her hearts too cold
To ever be unfrozen
And I can only laugh
Because she thinks he looks like a woman
Ms. Doubtfire
I was never convinced
Still thank you for cleaning my house
You have a check for all your work
Signed Mr. Fire

Don't doubt me
I've seen Peter Pan

Let me publish some droll
For the peons
Simplicity for simpletons
Opiates for the masses
Because I'm utmost aware
If I speak to higher truths
No one will listen
No one wants to hear

The truth is a scary thing
But
So is love
And so is loneliness

Let me dumb it down
So even the clowns
Not good enough for center stage
In the three ring circus of life
Will heed my words
As something they can understand
That my words won't be lost
On them

Its either be good
Of be good at it
And few in this world
Can do both

So don't you be angry
If I say
I doubt that you can

This is a song
Where I've lost most everything
But all I really need
Is a cigarette

And as I'm painting glorious pictures
As I'm waltzing through the hills
I find existence
In my own mind

Lowly low
How the wall of Jericho
Came crashing down

I'm underneath the surface
With all the air that I can breath

This is a psalm
A sacred scripture
Where the moon that rises high
Is not always full

But its full tonight
And I find colors in the dark
I find peace
That cannot be

Height of highs
God is found in love and song
And abandoned temples

I'm trapped and conquered
And feeling free

She cries
She cries glorious drops of sweetest honey
Tears that melt away the obdurance that has become my heart
It's a world we know
Where man grows cold
Skin a minefield
Love a faded tombstone covered in vines
Soul a name that can't be read etched upon a stone
Decaying bones
Frozen wilds
And her warmth
She cries
She cries a boat on a mythic river
Excretions from some north September skies
Her salt a raindrop
On my barren dusty life
She cries the ocean from her eyes
And in her face I'm drowning
Dying for a taste
She cries
And it reminds me
In a stark and ugly world that made me numb
There is still something
Worth feeling
She cries
She cries ink down her cheek leaving a tattoo of my name
And giving me hope
She cries
But I will be the one to dry her eyes

I want to know how your skin glows in the dark
How your touch is the warmth of a rising sun in spring
Your breath on my chest takes my heart to the clouds
Your stomache
Your breast
Mountains I get lost in
I long to know how your saying my name
In the highest reaches of passion
Is the music I was born with in my soul
Your shoulders
Your thighs
The promised land I walk through despair to reach

I wish to see the stars shine in your hair
To know how your eyes drown me in oceans
And shine a billion suns I look into as we feel creation
Your body
Your soul
Your love
Your eternal truth
The reason I have finally found to be

I want to be a god with you
And feel creation

Four lines cannot constitute poetry
No imagery, no metaphor
And despite the immense feeling behind it
This is not a poem

I remember when every shadow I saw was her
A blurry eyed vision
A colorless shape without edges
An energy I could feel
Always present
I remember how her hands would touch me
Softly leaving their mark
She wrote her name on a wall
In black marker
Then she carved it in stone
I remember when she loved me as I love her
Her ephemeral love
Her phantasmal touch
Her promise
To always be there in my darkness
I remember when she was behind me and in front of me

I cannot forget

I remember when she loved me
As a ghost can only love a tortured soul
As the spirit loves the flesh
My flesh torn by her fingernails
Her calling my name
I remember how she left me

I cannot forget

My ghost
Fell into the shadows
And disappeared
Gone
I don't know where she is
But I know
My ghost with love so sweet
If she's not haunting me
She haunts another

There is a jaggle of masonry here, on a small hill
Above the gray-mouthed Pacific, cottages and a thick-walled tower, all made of rough sea rock
And Portland cement. I imagine, fifty years from now,
A mist-gray figure moping about this place in mad moonlight, examining the mortar-joints, pawing the
Parasite ivy: "Does the place stand? How did it take that last earthquake?" Then someone comes
From the house-door, taking a poodle for his bedtime walk. The dog snarls and retreats; the man
Stands rigid, saying "Who are you? What are you doing here?" "Nothing to hurt you," it answers, "I am just looking
At the walls that I built. I see that you have played hell
With the trees that I planted." "There has to be room for people," he answers. "My God," he says, "That still!"

Cars moving backwards down a highway
Turning off the headlights
Watching the rearview mirror
As I brake

And I told her that she hurt me
I want to trust her
But I can't go through this again

Still the most beautiful
But I read the signs
The lights are red
As I brake

I feel this cold
I want to trust her
But I've felt this cold before

There's a star I know
You'll never see
A blue star I carry with me
Heavy for my hands to hold
Too heavy to drop
I want to cut the clouds of wings
And this permitted archery
Fermenting summer augury
Late september thoughts
Flying through confetti skies
The wings are made of knives
Ripping and shredding at horizons
Until the mosaic has lost all meaning
There's a star I know
And a purple night
Becoming empty without it

Where the hills don't roll
They sink low
And fall into the ground
The sky swallowing what is left

We can be backwards

The hub is the heart
The roads are the veins
Highway arteries
And the river is polluted

Fort Worth stockyards
Cattle drives and mavericks
Rangers in the field
And stars on ice

A place out west where the cowboys lose

A place I saw my blood first hit the ground
My childhood home

I havent been there in such a long time
Its no longer real to me

We were born as actors took the stage
I was only a heartbeat and hands
You were more than skin
We saw the jackals in the night
Gun headed children with powder fingers
A man on the hill shouting "death to the despots"
Falling bombs that feed no flowers
The turtle crawls slow
His jaw hangs open
We were born beneath the man made cloud
I was a dreamer caught in nightmare
You couldn't fall asleep
We saw the edge of a black hole together
Blood hungry for Armageddon
A man in a suit saying "follow me to war"
Metal raptors and steel claws
The birds fly south forever
And winter never ends

Easy come
Easy go
That's why I'm glad to know

You were never easy
A more complicated thing
I'll never know

Still you know I love you
And I know you love me
Let time heal all the wounds we caused

And then

Easy come
Easy go
I'm sorry I'm so complicated

No quiero decir
Pero las flamas
Las alas
Quemando
Volando
Mi alma
Mis planetas in revolucione sobre el sol
No quiero decir
Pero
Te digo
Es necesidad
Tu eres la tierra
Me veyes en ciello
Tu eres la playa
Yo soy el mar
Hemos sido creados el uno al otro
Su vida es suficiente para hacer que te cuente
Te digo

She speaks to me
In a language of sadness
All her songs
Enchanting and beautiful
As ancient as emotions
I'm at peace that I can hear
I'm in turmoil
That I may never understand

She speaks to me
As a broken river
As the roots of a tree
As a waning moon
That once it sets
Won't rise again
Her words seem to say
The night will always be dark

She speaks to me
Through a veil
From a deserted carriage
Watching her horses run away
As powerful as connections
That last forever
As painful as watching
Something break

She speaks to me
In a language of sorrow
As a lonesome stranger
In a foreign land
When if I could find the words
Or I could find the way
I could ease the pain
She would speak of love again

I watch the wheels go off the rails
My minds a train wreck
Never reaching destination
And all the while a sensation
That this is all okay

The crazy loco motion
The westward expansion
The cruel and inhumane conditions
And utter condescension
That this is all okay

Still if you find that you've made it California way
You've got it made
There's gold in them hills
And that helps me feel
That this is all okay

And when it happens
The weight of the world is a burden for my shoulders
And the train wreck are the thoughts in my mind
And the stress feels like I can't escape
I like to pick up an old guitar
And tune it

I'm feeling trapped
A box of my own contrivance
The feelings I forced
I can't push away

So I guess
It's one step at a time
Either towards
Or away

Still I come
Oppressed by my golden carriage
I feel my shame
But I will reach an end

I want to love you
I don't know that I do
But at least I know
What I feel

It's one foot
In front of the other
What I aim for
I know we'll be

Still I know
It's one step at a time
In the right direction
Better late than never

Still I come
Still I go
Either towards
Or away

In my golden carriage

I found you
After the lights were turned off
After the campaign for Moorish dignity
Failed miserably
Spin Fortuna's wheel
And hope it lands in a beneficial spot

Your voice still speaks
As loudly as if you were next to me right now
After you died in a car
Breathing in the fumes of life completely undiluted
I listen to Jimmie Spheeris
As I recognize we are living in a confederacy of dunces

And no neon bible exist
Without you

My sweet angel battles with demons
Its always heaven and hell in a way eternal
A war which will keep on raging
A story that's never ending

My sweet angel found a way to save me
While one of her hands held a sword
And she was swinging it into darkness
She held me with the other

My sweet angel sang a song with my voice
Spoke words with my thoughts
Held a meaning
In her heart
I would do most anything
To hold my sweet angel in my arms
That she feels my heart beat
And knows its because of her

My sweet angel sees nightmares in her sleep
Because she dreams so sweet
That a tongue cannot taste
Without going insane

My sweet angel is the only one to save me
I'm the only one to show her
That she is the love
I always need

My sweet angel became my only saint
My only every belief
My trust in fate
My guardian
I would do most anything
Offer up my life
To grant her strength
That she must keep fighting

Its always heaven and hell
In a way eternal
Its all her light in darkness
She becomes my faith

My sweet angel
Im going to love you forever

You heard duke Ellington on the radio
Eight years old
Just another example
Of a childhood event
Changing a person
Who changes the world

And your music was groovy
It was familiar, yet experimental
Precise
Yet completely different
Your music informs you
As you form your sound

Precise
But emotional
And driven by feeling

And all the times
And all the tunes
And all the beautiful art
Still my favorite thing about you

The angry man of jazz
Taught me how to train a cat
To use a toilet
True story

It was always
And it was never
It was forever
It was forever

Sweet baby Jane
Sweet angel with no halo
I find myself lost
Without you
And its always better this way
Its never what we choose
I'll forever be true
I'll forever love you

But these wolves in the night
Hammerhead sharks
Vampires
And empty streets

It was always
And it was never
It was forever
Forever love

Sweet baby Jane
If you go away
I'll be lost in the woods
Without a light
And the wolves closing in
And me not knowing
If I should give up
Or if I should fight

But these shadows in the dark
These haunting demons
Poltergeist
And restless oceans

It was always

I could never hide in shadows
Lurking and lingering
A wall flower
I could never blend in with the crowd
I could never wait for my moment
My mind says my moment is now
And if I fail
I could never be unhappy that I tried

I could never hide my anger
Seething and boiling
A volcano
I could never keep from erupting
I could never count backwards from ten
My mind says I've been wronged
So be wrong
I could never accept the damage done

I could never hide my hope
Growing and calling
A spring flower
I could never help but reach for the sun
I could never accept that this is all there is
My mind says something more
And I reach for more
I could never have my life be any other way

I could never hide my love
Sweet and binding
A summers morning
I could never keep from singing louder than the birds
I could never keep from you
My mind says my love will save you
I dont know if it can
I could never believe that it can't

I'm seeing too many shadows
I'm seeing too many ghost
I'm seeing too many demons
I'm not seeing enough hope

What if I took some words
From Pablo Neruda
Copy and paste
The most beautiful of sentiments
What if I took his words
And said they were mine

And you didn't know who he was
And you didn't known who I am
Would his acclaim
Go unnoticed

Would if I felt the same
As Pablo Neruda
And my imagination saw a rose grow
From a young woman's hands
And through her lips
I could hear it blooming

But you don't know who he is
You don't know who I am
If I used his words
You would think me just a fool

And not a poet laureate
Not a Nobel prize award
Not a voice throughout the ages
Just a young man

Wasting his time......

I understand her beautifully
And I understand her tragedy
In a world that can't be saved
I'm saving her
As she's saving me,

And even her silence
Speaks everything
And even my silence
Says more

I'm afraid
That I don't need her skin
That I may breathe without her breath
I'm afraid
I don't need her love
When she's all I ever need

She understands me cosmically
She reads all of my stars
In a world that's only death
We live together
Or not,

And even her silence
Screams at me
And my silence
Is a pleading voice

We all
ALL of us
Everyone
We all
Are slaves

SO
........let us build the pyramids
.....let us build the Parthenon
let us build America

And

Let us watch time make it all fall d
                       .                                         o
                       .                                    w
                       .                                         n

What we create
In the service of our masters
Is only temporary

Our Titanic on a very first voyage

The only thing
That last forever
Is what makes us most afraid

What makes me most afraid

We are all slaves
And it will
ALWAYS
Be this way

I will cry because the sun is setting
The advance of age
A fire catching
I used paper as the kindling
Its a fire out of control
It burns us all
Heart and soul
It burns us all into the ash
I should sing to you my setting sun
But inky tears will fall
A lonesome sob
I could beat upon an instrument
A drum of earthenware
But its only brittle dirt
Its only dust
Becoming us

I cannot sing
My empty soul
But I can hope
My tears are music to your ears
I cannot sing the pain I feel
The pain that's real
From loving you
From touching every part of you
My sighs melodious
My laments significant
My hopes through all my fears
The sun only sets to rise

Let the sun rise again
Let it rise over us
Let it be the light
Let it break this darkness

Deep water
Let me swim
Night sky
Let me fly
Flower
Let me bloom
Into you

I love the lake
The haunting song of the loon
I love the moon
If its new or a fool
I love the rose
And the way the thorns cut me
I love

Deep water
Let me drink
Night sky
Be my star
Flower
Let me grow
Into you

I love the ocean
The waves on the shore
The riptides
The sharks
The sunken ships
The lost sailors
I love the ocean
I love

Deep water
Let me drown
Into you

I want to think that love is more than skin
As has always been my problem
I know you now
Like I knew you then
I loved you
The unloved
I've heard the song the doves cry
I've watch the clouds float swiftly by
And not a face I saw
No heaven above us all
I love you now
Like I loved you then
It's my hands
No longer touch you
It's my dreams
No longer reach you
Its my heart
No longer beating
To the rhythm of a drum
I hope that time cannot stop me
And that I make believe the truth
I feel it now

I feel it now
Like I felt it when
Your lips were artist's hands
And each color was a song
And you would say you loved me
The way that I love you
I feel it now
How it is to be on the outside
Cold and alone


It's my home
I must move on from
Its my bed
I cannot sleep
Its my heart
Now slowly beating
Now steady pounding my unease
An empty song into my brain
I hope that time is repeating
Because I see my future's pain
But I grow to doubt that I will ever know
Of joy in life again

I loved you

Imagination change
It can never be as strange as this
Lockdown in the attic
The basement
Even the echoes of the shadows
Show face

I've given up on you
I've forgotten how to italicize
I hope I got it right
I hope

I hope

(By the way, not a part of the poem,
Unless it is,
You decide,
You make bad decisions)

Now these ghost
Are living
Creature of doubt
In my living room
Show teeth

Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
And never be satisfied

This backlit screen
Becomes host to my worst fear
I've given up on you
When you, gave up on me

There are deeper darks in the night
Most never see

They say keep your head up
They say its one step at a time
But if your head is held too high
How can you be sure
The next step you take
Is onto solid ground?

I don't want you to fall down

They say life is crazy
They say death unavoidable
they say a lot of things
But I've never heard them say
They only want
Everyone to be happy

I don't want you to fall down

Ain't it strange how
The things we need so much
Become the things that hurt us most

Such beautiful words to bring you pleasure
He lives in my five minutes of thought
Silver snaked-tounged charmer
Claws, and jaws, and teeth, and all
A hungry hellion disguised outrightly
As a love, a father, a friend
Your standing on the ledge
He wants you to jump
Into a void
Into the mouth of darkness
He wants your flesh
He wants to eat
He wants your death
And he'll call it a beautiful life
He still is speaking
And his words are mixed and missed and often remiss
He's going to speak
Still
Listen to me
I'm only here because you need me to be
He's only there because he needs you
There's only one voice speaking truth
Step off that ledge
Fall into a lovers arms
And be safe
Yes there are demons
Who give every inch of might
To try to reach you
Still
I will keep you

The stars not in my sight
                Concrete
Doors are swung wide open but we may never swim
Hotel rooms
Never finding home
A tired job
And useless profession

The tides and misery currents
                 Concrete
The river of awareness that we may never seek
An ocean
That we may never swim
A diving board
And chlorenated water

An impossible silhouette
A candle's flame
A shadow without edges
The space between stars
                  The sky, the rain
                       The ocean between
                           Where I end
     w                           *And you begin
i                           t                           An imagination
          h                        y            ­      A dream
                    o                                 ­ A ghost finding peace
u                                                     ­ A star being born
                                 The wind, the wing   f
                           The currents between       o
                       Where you are                           r
                   And where I'll be                              e
                              ­                                                     v
                                                               ­                       e
                                        ­                                                 r

i still havent figured out the greatest answer
the things ive seen
i dont know really
i dont
and is that why im still here?
because i always did
and i always will

know scars from depths and heavens lashings
felt coal and fought the demons pleading
been starving cold and hungry
been all alone
ive been alone
but i know the way the season changes
i know cherry blossoms and sweetest honey
taste the nectar of my eternal spring
i felt love
of the way the sunrises

pyramids
slow down
find the reason why

i had a talk with myself the other day
i told myself to be strong
like i was before
like i am all along
and that even this pain will be something
i laugh at