You see a sea that is dead, but underneath
The depths of the ground in which we are buried
The heights of the sky in which we dream
You are the light that surrounds me, reflecting

You lay to rest all the peace, but underneath
Lightning and Thunder rage deep
The rain falls to the gound and a residue builds slowly
washing away the seacastly foundation of our being

Passover the dead as they were nothing
Lean on the understanding in your wanting
Not seeing that all is yours already
The key is in your hand the answer is in your heart

Since when have words abandoned me?
Since when have they mixed up with atrophy not symphony?
I see myself fixed on a page that bears no more meaning to me

These are hieroglyphics not my life in symbols
These are objects not reanimations
These are dots not wholes
I am an eyeless Beethoven
Instead I long for words in my memory

Stacks of blank paper flying around the block
They are dead , long gone, hell bent
No eulogies my old friends
I am simply apologetic
For you ascended me to galaxies
But in a vacuum I can't seem to think of you

I am thankless, the idiot
My mind is a boiling cauldron
With a Salem spell, I must be bewitched
I do not recognize the person
reading the stories like they are rocks
I feel no longer, I dream no longer

The voices in the pages were once
 bursts of 'I'
Wandering muse, exalted beings
Not the cacophonies of devils
in my head
Not the powerlessness of a victim.

as it can b

here’s it-cursed
tossed,crossed,
lost-indentation
a winter  numberer,may be    
“evacc-ed  ejectt inject  deject-ed  subjects  -  ”as you like it,man
“missed Ann entire year this year “
  &   ,repeat man
  & ,re-did
off the racks,tip toes  may-b
born    born - born    born to b

from there to the--comatose

“  the probabilities ”,man
&then comes-
comes-&then goes
&comes-&comes-
the  shenanigans,,  man
easy come easy go ,,go

she ,howlssays
the finale, now!
comes-
comes-comes-&comes-


rendezvous,, the definationn
inept incept  product uncutt n undone
it don’t
it  
bequeathes,,,,

In what is
in between jac and jill

“jesus, man”



here, a tar pit  the yellowed trees all that eyes  see cherry blossom through
&through and through and through and through and through
if it soothes-----reanimations
so many many ages ago
“probabilities man probabilities”
that’s about itt,, it seems
“the drudge  magenta!,
as i knoww itt”
well for once “   so pretty  ” shesays -cohorts
justt a dayy more we are closer
the white linens the blue coats the finest
frivolities all that  is pristine

a well laid dining table
a desk to write read eat
a tree outside
the never ending vanity fair

“that  the magic will live  never will die
cause it’s automatic for people”says-Scot  

“ patterns  emerge   as my prime
whiter s,man”----tells,Joe
  

a cup of tea-- tells Jon
“as much as you will like to mingle/&dangle-&mingle /
double dribble/triple./Onegin //all the  wriggling the  implausible imposing  
,, nibble ,,all the book keeping
“the classic anecdote” iff i mayy ...
we are all  only supercilious  there’s more here to come”----Jim,, retorts tells

“to which i may”,tells jill

as it can b

here’s it-cursed
tossed,crossed,
lost-indentation
a winter  numberer,may be    
“evacc-ed  ejectt inject  deject-ed  subjects  -  ”as you like it,man
“missed Ann entire year this year “
  &   ,repeat man
  & ,re-did
off the racks,tip toes  may-b
born    born - born    born to b

from there to the--comatose

“  the probabilities ”,man
&then comes-
comes-&then goes
&comes-&comes-
the  shenanigans,,  man
easy come easy go ,,go

she ,howlssays
the finale, now!
comes-
comes-comes-&comes-


rendezvous,, the definationn
inept incept  product uncutt n undone
it don’t
it  
bequeathes,,,,

In what is
in between jac and jill

“jesus, man”



here, a tar pit  the yellowed trees all that eyes  see cherry blossom through
&through and through and through and through and through
if it soothes-----reanimations
so many many ages ago
“probabilities man probabilities”
that’s about itt,, it seems
“the drudge  magenta!,
as i knoww itt”
well for once “   so pretty  ” shesays -cohorts
justt a dayy more we are closer
the white linens the blue coats the finest
frivolities all that  is pristine

a well laid dining table
a desk to write read eat
a tree outside
the never ending vanity fair

“that  the magic will live  never will die
cause it’s automatic for people”says-Scot  

“ patterns  emerge   as my prime
whiter s,man”----tells,Joe
  

a cup of tea-- tells Jon
“as much as you will like to mingle/&dangle-&mingle /
double dribble/triple./Onegin //all the  wriggling the  implausible imposing  
,, nibble ,,all the book keeping
“the classic anecdote” iff i mayy ...
we are all  only supercilious  there’s more here to come”----Jim,, retorts tells

“to which i may”,tells jill