Blue, blue
Everblue
Tearing earth asunder
As  a dear friend who I am
Some might call me water.

Blue, blue
Everblue
Look, oh look at me!
Home to plants and fish alike
Some would call me sea

Blue, blue
Everblue
Earth has me in bonds
Bugs across my surface skim
I am called a pond.

Blue, blue
Everblue
'Cross country like a sliver
Tossing, swerving, bubbling, laughing
I was named a river.

Blue, blue
Everblue
Cover me in love.
Boats and fins across me swim.
I am called a cove.

everblue junipers
caress the wet sidewalk
and twigs hug the curb
as they float down the street.

tomorrow sand will appear
at the edges of the road.

I haven't
watered my garden
in over a week.

now spear shaped tendrils
of liquid hydrogen dioxide
plummet down at
twenty two miles per hour
making patterns across the
wet surface of the earth.

in the bright spots
rain drop splashes
stumble back and forth
across the dance floor
like cymbal crashes.

wasps,
grounded
by wet wings,
begin their slumber
early,
jaws locked,
legs dangling
off the stem of a flower
whose petals are
battered and wet
like fry ready fish.

the newly
pregnant
ocean
swells unnoticeably.

streams emerge,
rivers rob banks,
puddles form
around
orangeskin pores;

and the
everblue junipers
caress the wet sidewalk.

Well I want you
more than you do

I´ll be everblue
when this spring is through


I don´t know how it started
with your lips on the wall

felt your lips on my lips
and your hand on my hips

after years of a dream
that was real on a whim

called me things
that I wanna be called

did that thing
that would sweeten my moan

I don´t know how it started
with my wine
and your coke

with your lips
on my hips
and your hand
on my nips

with your ***
on my soul

and your love
in my midst

it would grow
like an Alice
that had drunk
bottlefuls

with a tag that said
DRINK ME

oh how could I resist
was no need to insist
and I had swallowed all

I´m the house of a rabbit
I´m his tiny abode

and this giant is growing
there´s no room
for my home

It has taken me over
and there´s no antidote


Guess I want you
more than you do

I´ll be everblue
now this spring is through

How I wanted you
ever more than you

Now I´m everblue
there´s no Spring that´s true

it rains
and i smile.

dopamine pumps

as water vapor
excited by evaporation
and
exalted by the elevation,
wishes to remain in the clouds.

but the float is fleeting
and eventually a rain falls.
with it the water,
so enlightened by the episode,
returns to the surface
as it was before
but somehow new.

to remember but never miss being a gas,
understanding the evanescence of effervescence

while

everblue junipers
caress the wet sidewalk
and twigs hug the curb
as they float down the street.

tomorrow sand will appear
at the edges of the road.

I haven't
watered my garden
in over a week.

but
now spear shaped tendrils
of liquid hydrogen monoxide
plummet down at
twenty two miles per hour
making patterns across the
wet surface of the earth.

in the bright spots
rain drop splashes
stumble back and forth
across the dance floor
like cymbal crashes.

wasps,
grounded
by wet wings,
begin their slumber
early,
jaws locked,
legs dangling
off the stem of a flower
whose petals are
battered and wet.

the newly
pregnant
ocean
swells unnoticeably.

streams emerge,
rivers rob banks,
puddles form
around
orangeskin pores;

and the
everblue junipers
caress the wet sidewalk.

triggering

the docile drum
of dopamine,
pulsing,
pumping.
prompting
the corners
of the
eating,
speaking,
spitting hole
to elevate,
elongate, ebb,
and stretch apart
exposing crooked
violent jagged bones
that broke our gum.

the docile drum.

as water vapor
comes to understand
the evanescence of effervescence
to a syncopated beat,

i smile.

everblue junipers
caress the wet sidewalk
and twigs hug the curb
as they float down the street.

tomorrow sand will appear
at the edges of the road.

I haven't
watered my garden
in over a week.

now spear shaped tendrils
of liquid hydrogen dioxide
plummet down at
twenty two miles per hour
making patterns across the
wet surface of the earth.

in the bright spots
rain drop splashes
stumble back and forth
across the dance floor
like cymbal crashes.

wasps,
grounded
by wet wings,
begin their slumber
early,
jaws locked,
legs dangling
off the stem of a flower
whose petals are
battered and wet
like fry ready fish.

the newly
pregnant
ocean
swells unnoticeably.

streams emerge,
rivers rob banks,
puddles form
around
orangeskin pores;

and the
everblue junipers
caress the wet sidewalk.

Sitting, quietly, seaside
I was with you, yes, you
Of the shiningly black hair
Glistening, seemingly with every
Ray drop of sunlight and every
Tide of wave swam ashore
And I was there
Gazing, silently, ocean
Expanding endlessly beyond vision
We were holding each other’s hands
It felt good holding your hands
Catching minute glimpses of your eyes
Watching the vast everblue
Fearful and scared of the future
But still beautiful; exuding allure
Even after all this time
Because I’ll never get tired of the ocean
No matter if it speaks every word carefully
And lies the next sentence
I’ll never hate the ocean
Even when I drown or spent years
Swimming, shallow, waters

Yesterday circles above me,
waiting for my strength to drain.
this god awful desert tortures me;
this heat, this pressure, this smell—
i can’t taste anymore, just breathe.
my feet trudge wherever they must;
the next mirage, mere sand & dust.
my burnt ember skin peels off in layers
& my knees hit the crust.
how can i deserve this? i cry out.
& Yesterday’s shriek pierces the air,
my ears can’t stop ringing, it’s all they hear.
on my back now, i force my eyes shut.
give me blackness, i cry.
but the sun bleeds through no matter
how hard i try,
& the night has been absent
for what seems like months.
Yesterday circles closer, closer,
just right above, wings fanning my face.
i hear it now, it’s finally landed;
but i dare not move as it claws near.
a rush of cool air kisses my face,
i breathe deep, breathe long,
& dare not let it go.
i can smell it now, just inches away-
a most foul stench of pure decay.
but as it draws closer, closer,
i hear a whisper, from where?
i don’t know, but it says:

Fear nothing.

i peel my eyes slowly, lash by lash.
the everblue sky never looked so nice,
and how the sun radiates such glowing warmth.
i can’t help stare at it, feeling its rays,
brighter and brighter and brighter and—
Yesterday’s a thousand miles away.

I looked through the seas
with the way I look at you—
skydeep and everblue.

everblue maybe evertrue
     twilight time entrances too
            fade to black, starshine for you