no one knows How to ride a bike.
we learn and discard. what once,
came hard -
now a faculty, disconnected
from the [  method.  ]
embedded in
the act.  beyond the rhombus of our reckoning !
and the calculus of initial conditions,
indeed;  waaaay back
when skill lacked
and the knack was absent.
with - only pure Will
Unpacked.

mastery forgets.

and we forget
That.

You monster.

Skippable story
For the glory of something else.
Meg Ryan's everywhere.
Another movie with Meg Ryan.
Natives, man.

Indian Jewish
Pork and I stewish.
I used to write to side-track myself.
It's back again.

Purple footed ostrich
****** for me
You monkey faced animal

The who wants my flesh?
The you wants my mess.
Thanks Meg Ryan, you're everything.
The ants go marching.

When an argument may occur
& things get heated
Feelings & emotions stir
An apology is needed
Since a friendship could be broken
From your heart be sincere
It's not just words spoken
& don't just tell them what they want to hear
Really mean what you say
You'll be glad in the end
There's no other way
& your friendship will begin to mend

I know an apology is hard to tell
NO ONE likes to be wrong
& control yourself, don't yell
Another fight may arise & go on for WAAAAY too long
A simple "I'm sorry" isn't hard to admit
Be responsible for your actions
& apologize for your ****!!
For more positive reactions!!

" i always wondered if fish drooled ? "  she said... and left it there like a cartoon tumbleweed, caked in glitter and sprite phlegm. she stood across an ocean on an island of outlandish abandonment, where all the mirrors crack.  her passing quakes the stain off her daily betrothal
to a toothless bigot in the land of freedom's end in the hovel of her heart's fall from appointed grace. a place of a thousand cuts and no car. waaaay out in the country of her diminished affections, her eyes could be seen wandering the burnt out villa of her lost love, where she recalls the fairy rings piercing her lips and the trembling of her youth, finding a slow hand to explore the wet *** without peril, soaring with her palm, plastered to a feathered bed in a guest room, in a time-share.
grampa sleep. and bird's nest pitch black.

" i always wondered if fish drooled ? " she said... she slept through it... on to the next disconnect  to get intimate with. she left me there, like a chocolate mint resting on a pillow made of shards of habitual flagellation by candle light and instinct; resting on a bed of nails rusting
in the flood plain of her fondest wish.
she left me there
to conspire with her better demons, to witness - the benign desperation of her frenzied exploration
of actual actualization... to watch her ****** from the jaws of a dire wolf,
her bleeding heart and her ransom.
with her bare teeth and a naked
Truth.

you should have seen her face.

i tattooed her secrets on the iris of a blind ghost, i swore it " abide in her broken heart like an open door with a cool breeze slinking through the fetid air of her self defeat and stale bread bumble bees.
and to abide by her rules
when she finds them... then to ghostly fall
upon his ghost sword by midnight
with a smile that tells hell it cannot claim what rises.
a smile that spat at the devil and pitied his children.
a ghost smile that stole a book from a museum
and never told his other
books why.

over the shoulder squeals
giggles atop great grandma's quilt
from under the tree
that we have all hit our heads on

way up in the field
screaming up in to the sky
NO POCKET KITE
WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!
diving a dipping
then crashing
youre no trick kite!
nothing but a dollar store impulse buy
ill *** you up and stuff you back
into the belt-clippable makeshift container
the one you shamefully came in
curse you and your inadequately short string
maybe she'll have you
return you to your designers glory
not i

oh but you
i see you
soaring
string waaaay to far out
dangling above the trees
and power lines to boot
aloft at least 100 meters up
today you soared
mathew perry shoot
thats what im going to call you
parachute in a bag
to heights i could never achieve
standing in the sand
waves crashing against phalanges
in those years
over a decade back now
and you
and your potential joy provided
collected dust
in that same place that i left you
all those years ago

but i had to call the dog back up
"TESS DOG, HEEL!"
and i had to wipe the quinoa of my hands
and roll up your string
she had to stop smiling at some point
your stewardess or should i say flight attendant
smiling, no loving.
or staying.
kissing.

oh lets stay here!
in the field
atop the blossoms of berries
yet ripened
smiling
"pulling and running!!!"
under the shade tree
on a blanket
holding hands

give me thirty days though
i have some things to work out

Attractive and spunky
happy and content
quiet, yet funny
I wonder what it is that makes you so magnetic
I'm not the only one I know this for sure
but I'm selfish when it comes down to it
I'll share, but I won't like it

Hello, how are you? I uhhh forgot what to say
I'll just be quiet and smile with every word you speak
I'll take it all in and enjoy every minute
why am I being so shy? I'm usually a loud ***
This is weird
whatever, I'll just go with it
Man, I would love to say something creative right now
I'm speechless, what the hell?
This is the perfect point where I could win you over
I'm failing, just keep laughing and smiling
I really hate me right now
annnnd there she goes....

Bye!....oh and btw  you're gorgeous, and I would love for us to take a walk
out on a beach or a picnic and share some deep thoughts....of course, now I know what to say
You just might be the only one that has me so wrapped up so fast
I have got to settle down, I don't even know enough yet
I'm not even sure if I want anything
It doesn't seem like I'd get hurt with you
Here I am looking waaaay too far into the future

Ok, so these other girls are talkin to me
you're cool
not her
so are you
not her
you are too
not her
this is ridiculous
I need to step back

I think I'll just stop talking to you for a lil
I don't want you to think that I'm too much
I love your company
your personality
what you think about
I cherish the moments when I get to see any of it
God I need to stop
Here I am over doing it

Muse a fuse fuss over clued less
Issues rused to rescue cued few trues viewed suit mews meow moves reuse romance reseduce
hues unused yet waaaay due new-new iknew this is not aknew but how poet groupies doit smues huh?
Smoooooth ie

I'm leaning waaaay out
Over the crumbling edge
Toes teetering precariously
Perched upon the ledge

Long gaze lingering
On the nothingness below
Longing for the plunge

As I joyfully let go


Momentum surges forward
At last, here comes relief



But suddenly I stop
In suspended disbelief


Vice grip on my shoulders
Mysterious force reaches out
I'm stuck staring downward
Upon my desired route


I yearn for release
I ache to take the leap


But Insomnia won't set me free
To plummet into Sleep

I chilled upon the beach alone,
All my anger left on the devil's bridge,
My silence flowing in the wind,
My vibes sparkles just like the happy blue sea,
To be honest I don't want anyone here with besides me,
I never thought living in my head I would physically place my stamp here,
The moment where I'm love with my crazy mental,
How I can see my shells reflecting through the endless open heavenly blue sunny sky,
Is God holding a mirror for me to stare back at,
The happy being of myself worth is a killer to evil human hatred,
I can live bright and hot like my sun,
No human can empower my honor of me being me,
A queen learns to fall and rise again to conquer her palace,
I love this love evolving around each of us,
I feel waaaay up like a palm tree,
I feel blessed to be who I am and what I've created,
I hope I'll always feel like a new Friday

Tear stains through my makeup...
To wake up like this
isn't bliss, it's torture!
on the border line of insanity
Couldn't care less about your vanity
In this moment
I am broken
Broke in two
Broke into my love bank
Empty tank. Sad case.
No love for a fool
For a tool... is what I'm mistaken for
So I lure
forward
Watch my dear
You watch my rear
as I walk away
You will NEVER get another taste
Of me
Delightfully
I'm not afraid
I've played
this game for waaaay to long..
And as time ticks
My mind slips
Into an abyss
And it's tragic
To let go of this
Through your finger tips
I continue to slip
So far down.....
Out of town.
Out of sight.
Right, out of my mind.
Behind this glass of protection
No special detection
of harm needed
The fear was seeded
When you deceived me
no more crying
You stoped trying
So forget tears
I'm a warrior
And you're even sorrier than I expected
I don't regret this
But I AM done!
Like grapes in California sun,
Bouts of drought in the west,
I wish you the best... in life
This is no might
To my delight
I know you can tell
After all of this hell
I'll sail...
Baby this is farewell.

9/4/07

4:18 AM


**** trying to think clearly.
all i can focus on
or even try to vizualize
is of you.
i had no idea
what meeting up with
the likes of you
would do.
with your linguistical spouts
and adorable rants
that eagerly coax unfamiliar sweat
from my palms.
and the metal in your mouth
clicking against my own
gets me higher than any slap in the face from Jezebel.
i don't want to ruin
this---
feeling.
this
aura,
that pulses from the very mention of you
by trying to explain it too much.
i want to keep it untame and rabid
surprising me like a midnight fox
bearing its teeth before curling up in my lap.
for even now
i fear,
i have begun to do just that
as i always do.
so i'll conclude
this mere doodle of you,
my newest muse,
with three pirate tokens,
a kiss on the shoulder,
and waaaay too much *****.

I walk past the old football field, empty, no gladiators, no cheering crowds.
PUSH THEM BACK, PUSH THEM BACK, PUSH THEM WAAAAY BACK!
Just echoes of the games once played. Just memories of those standing, watching the turmoil on the field of battle, young warriors in their armor girded for war.
Distant images of time long past. People I once knew, no longer remembering their names. November winds again blowing in my hair, what little I have left. I wonder what paths all those people took? I guess I’ll never know.