Neuroscience is here. Now,
as you read through the piece,
whatever year may be,
consider the poetry
in my child's ignorance
and make beliefs.

It's as if every connection snapped
when my brain said goodbye.
Daily, nightly doses of elsewhere;
wherever the great wave takes me.

Are there new channels I could frequent
to cross the dementias divide
of our biologies?

Shall we grow into Earth
to be songs of gods
and plunder of sinners?

In entropy's defense,
I am not their age of warrior;
I am not this kind of *human;
sabotaging evolution is not my game.

Of drones,
these thoughtless Things,
they've not this network;
these tendrils sapients have made,
They snap when we sleep.

stimulant jitters
again:  another
cigarette , why not
coffee, why bother
to eat

if infinity exists i’m sure to get there
quicker; if god
is real i’m not going to meet him
in my sleep.  i promised you
to not stop writing;  now I can’t.  
this is the only high
i’m used to, anymore.

                                              i
have been introduced, finally,
to the mirthless dementias
of awakeness,
and the men who strap them down,
screaming,
to stretchers, and to            sleep,
and they don’t wear white coats but axes,
and the axis turns too
quickly
for biblical words
to anymore impact us:
                                               the heels click,
the sidewalk cracks              minutely,
the hungry
daydreams
die
-----------------
[ i
  sleep.
  the heels click
  minutely ]

Is this what God meant for ya?
Feeding a geriatric dementia,
Along with no more agonising,
Over long gone wedding rings,
In life, I have learnt one thing,
Dementias say the darndest things!

Today I woke up with those desire to write,
In your body my lyrics about your photo
Today I'll start, explore. Your body with my tongue warm.. and wet between your mind and your body, so that you feel in the corners, deeper like nights,,
Today I write with the soul of my being, describing every part of you....
Among my lips, succumb to the groans, of l pleasure among them....
Today I woke up with the cravings, crazy to leave the prints of my scent,
Impregnated with my smell in you taxed companies in gold letters,
I will leave a thousand forms of deliveries hello lived under the custody of your gaze by observing the low instincts, of my wickedness between my lips, feeling in every whimper squirm like the flames of hell
I am the tempest that calms your thirst, of your being....
I'm the one who's volcano throwing the ashes, the woman resurfaces,,..
Between her licking the flavors of your body, I'm the one who moans and makes you vibrate
The memory and the fragrances.. of your body inflame my senses, wake up the revived between my hands she grabbed it delighted **** my lips *******, while you play with me...
You die and **** and I moan again, like crazy.. to feel so harmonious in my body...
Today I woke up playing with my body, in your name.... tasting with my hands, suddenly you arrive in your moment and you sent me with so much dementias.... scream raising your hands to heaven.... enjoying and scratching your body ,, with ms hands frantic, succumb my desire on your lips leaving the honeys of me..
On your lips, thirsty of thirst suffocating your body with the sway of your skin as exquisite as that of your skin as sweet as honey, today I deliver pleasure as the sunrise in you shines