The greatest sign of love perhaps
is taking the words out of your mouth,
and stringing them across my shoulders for all to see.

Like a chain of verbs and linked perceptions
stuttered to anyone and everyone who has the time to listen but
rarely do they have enough to understand.

A declaration of dependence
for the sake of our sanity.

A dependence on declaring
for a reason unknown to our egos.

and slowly these premeditated meditations will sink into our skin,
tattoos of our words engulfing the private eye.
Ones that only we can see.

azure eyes and wolven breath
Her soul is the ocean, and i'm
an angel feather floating on the waters
spritely floral sniffs of the call
wilderness is my love, but so are You
night skies on Your forehead
and the moon in Your speech
solar flares in Your pupils that
sink my heart into stone
You toss out over the stagnant waters
Love is blind
sink or swim
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caught in the currents of the world
hoping to drown into myself
orange to green, blue to white
the insanity is growing
i jump off this water
and into the plasma of your thoughts
words are an escape,
but your beauty is inescapable
Death is in Your neurons
and independence in mine
It was meant to be
daisy fields of your mind
galaxies of your brain cells
let's go find a library and sink into the ground

You crane 
Pole and
Rush a
Chin a
Your up
Us a 
Come on 
Denom in at ors
Let ors 
Con son ants 
An duh
Vow else 

So it seems 
we all bleed 
We all fear
we all exist

We ALL are 
Letters in the same 
Alpha bets

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abc..cba   xyz..zyx
def..fed   uvw..wvu

alphabet forward, now backwards too!
inside out an outside in...


The alphabet makes language possible..
created symbols with pronunciation..
so we could all communicate
enjoy are life's with the sound of our voices
an knowledge of people all around..

with vowels an verbs, adjectives an nouns...
all to create languages so profound!!!!

it starts with a letter, that forms a word
used in sentences, can make a story unfold.



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of my life

abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz  
...

of course: i'm always scheming against educational orthodoxy, but i'm not heidegger, claiming the heights of the university tier; me? i begin with the basics, as any greek atomist might.

again this is not for brownie points:
i really do prefer *sonny clark
to chopin -
     in that i also despise artists being
hijacked for no worth of their work,
but simply for their ethnicity -
i just like the jazz impromptu -
  the spontaneity - the *******
       fury of: playing with the devil's hands.

writing music will remain my foremost
fascination, and i'll die with the awe
rather than the regret, of not being
able to write sounds down -
   i settled in the comfort of encoding
the "lesser" sounds -
         assured, by the elevation of encoding
through the diacritical system,
   moving from language per se,
toward accents.

i knew a few people who were dyslexic -
and if i were an english teacher
i'd say the same thing, over & over again -
i'll come to that later -
how did i begin my journey into
the shadow of the valley of speaking english?
a sing-along of the alphabet,
   which, for me, always ended with
a muddle: V W X Y Z,
  that's what became muddled, every,
single, time.

point being? i really don't care for reciting
an alphabet, i think it's a stupid idea to begin
with, to make it so ****** rigid...
why would you even begin to learn
something so rigid, so ******* pedantic
to begin with? what's wrong with you?
are words arranged in the same pompous format?
no... they're random!

   letters are not numbers, gematria taught me
that...
        i really don't care if you begin with
a, b, c, and end with the mathematics of x, y, z...
beside the point...
  what i want is to obliterate dyslexia,
shake something till it responds
  with a smile (like that kid
   in the offspring's video for the song
original prankster) -

i really don't need some nunnery of a memory's
worth of use...
throw out
the ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ...
and for god's sake:
just give me the 26 letters,
    keeping it fresh, because you'll
never allow yourself to stay rigid
     to some "historical" event of acceptable
chronology...
******* 'n' all.. with alphabetical
chronology...
             or so quantum physics suggests;
once more:
  just give me the 26, in whatever order
you like - after all, you won't be arranging
words with that orthodox chronology
ever being, helpful.

The old farmer Tom Macdonald
Had a chicken farm E I E I O!
Easily losing many chickens

Quickly to foxes
Until, after numerous attempts
In trying to outwit the..
Cunning fox, all had failed
Kindness left him, he built an electric fence

But ended up electrocuting, some of the hens
Roughly seven others went stir crazy
Over being cooped up in their coop
Warm for the night, overheating
Next, they attacked each other

For in desperation
Old farmer Tom, set a moat around
Xanadu (he'd thus named the coop!)

Just to find
Under darkness, the fox built a drawbridge
Moving over the moat
Panicking
Silly old Tom, got a guard dog

On its first night
Violently, the dog
Eating some of the chickens
Roughly, Tom tethered the dog, on night two

The tether was to short
Happened therefore
Easily the fox moved beyond reach of the tether

Later on, the third night, the farmer had re-erected
An electric fence, refilled the moat, and fed the dog
Zombie like, the dog, fell asleep, and was awoken by
Yokes, and a gadzooks, coming from the coop, but was to slow

During its escape, the quick brown fox jumps
Over the lazy dog
Grinning, as simply as abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz

by Jemia