it's the wind's whimsy
which is the way of water
that guides I, the smoke

Boy you better breathe
into your lungs
so you can see
what's on your tongue
is meant to be
some place away
because your thoughts are how you say
what you mean
like the rays of the sun touching down
like a dream
on the ground
on a stream
and the steam all around
seems to me
to be breathing

Girl you better leave
because the moon is high
and the wind is in the trees
soon the bloom will die
that flower that you held
on the night the trees were felled
is just now loosing color
like the cold breeze
like a shudder
and if you ever see another
know the sea and I will be teaming
eyes a'gleaming
your heart's beaming
seems to me
to be breathing

Kissing stone
with lips cracked the same,
wishing bones
are split in your name.

We are never tame.

Stuck
like what we eat
in between these teeth.

******,
but it’s so sweet
to be beneath.

We are never tame.

In these veins
Runs river water,
In this wire
of a tongue,
Ice and Fire,
balance dire.

Heaps and mounds
of sand in a pyre.
The sand is the past,
the future is glass,
and the faces we found,
after the blast,
at the tips of our fingers,
like live bumble bees
without any stingers,
Linger.

Kissing stone
with lips cracked the same,
wishing bones
are split in your name.

We are never tame.

You are a living breathing best day of my life
Had I a ring, I would make you my wife
With a chance, with a dance
With a cup and a knife
it just takes one glance
it just takes one night


Nostalgia is the heart's horizon
sun setting
and the light letting itself loose
I can't keep my eyes on
anything else
but your colors

this is good health
this is true wealth

You are a living breathing best day of my life
Had I a ring, I would make you my wife
With a glance, with a dance
With a cup and a knife
it just takes one chance
everything is alright

****** wine is sand slipping through fingers.
with so much space, deserts are never empty.

silence is ****,
naked sound,
like raw flesh stretched over
thousands of switches.

modus operandi released
and the light bulbs are breaking,

now we will see if stars still shine.

the politics
of mirrors
lies out of sight
while the frogs in the pond
fashionably late
sing the swan song
of separation

no-mind-all-one

the ******* tree fruits teeth
and eats itself on impact
leaving behind no trace
of heart beat
or throbbing veins
but instead remembers itself
on the earth as a skeleton
bones made of the
finest silver set of dining wares
for to feast
on the slack remaining
weightless brain of a thing
that spins the circles is sails
like a tailor
in a fire

you look like two dead leaves
and the trees between
in the distance
swaying
as if they'd never heard
jazz
before

give me your hand
the one that you **** with
and i'll wrap around it a bracelet
to keep the liquid
from reaching your
skin

as if it was all determined
by the look in your eyes
when I told you
that which you already knew

I danced with someone three days ago
and she was smiling
and the light was orange
but I could not keep from crumbling
when you smiled
from behind
closed eyes
and then left into the night
weeping in my imagination
as if we wanted the same thing

a GUNSHOT
is one part black
and three parts red

count me out