Grey naked in sand.
Fears rear up again.
Second glance stand.
Eyes shuffle inside.
Free emotional landslide.
Can in dark be realized.

I dare not got about.
For a fright may follow me out.
The deepest door to abhor.
New blights cast net ashore.

The dark engines teased me they did.
Knew of past slips and crevacies
dipped.
Started with taunts, long sorrowful sips.
Showed cemented souls in dank pits.

Deep horror does reflect.
A raw fear once existing.
Pray the veins in your neck.
Never swell in it persisting.

Man, don't get me down!
Many a years never around.
Call that showmanship dribble?
Or passing insults to nibble...
In prelude of plowing a frown.

It's neither right nor scorned,
It's finding your light to pour.

It took fragile miles drawn from wrong.
To erupt and lay claim.
Alignment painfully gone.
Grinding piled teeth along the way.
Around infected perimeters rim. Contenders bid humanity's stay.
Aloud, each crowd bewildered.
Will announce the lost each day.

Rugged Individualists are we,
Inherently.
As our Ancestors decreed.
Blessing us with thought's clarity.
Setting our minds free!

A true vision expressed so intense.
Snipped out so quickly.
Dare to recall that spark.
Reaching loudly arms apart.
Always cruel blinfolds
Missing hearts inner spark.

Pure awareness of instantaneous reactional responses are never grasped, yet for those versed in the discipline of patience, strive to feel impressions take place or leave traces as the motions seem weightless.

Just try perpendicular flips to a worn out trick.
You'll serve out masks with firecracker dip.
Bouncy about stringing blessings to fright.
Our naughty spinster's handled mostly delight.

Why to belie anxieties cry?
Either way suffers tis said.
Now lay lace atop head.
Turn bout, dare to defie.
Stare underneath and try.
Overreaching may tread.

A sprain to wit may spit a twit.

Your rambling on seems just that to minds twisted so tight.
Suffocating their sight for sweet melody of the real.

Come my way.
Past midnight's strung out overture.
With beginnings loud by compare.
Trance me along.
Be swept.
You'll be kept awhile.
I'll be forcasting forfeiture.
Disgrace their disquises.
All the while faceless.
My spin never quits the begin.
And you see...
As it clings unceasing.
Capping off each verse.
Erasing and repeating.
Mindfull while notes crease.
Chatter becomes new release.
Calm, your new fear.

It's sometimes hard to realize,
Then ensure time to revitalize
Oneself.

There are those whose words find them at inopportune moments.
And become lost when needed.

I simply stepped outside one particular eve.
What drew my curiosity from smug security?
Let's not pass blame to moon's aggressive rise.
Nor barren streets silent daily compromise.
It was more a taste one bites harder for.
Years of comfort rocked asleep by inner core.

Have I touched your heart?
Will you always remember?
Did you feel mine?
Are we intertwined?
I know the answers.
So should you...
For I will always and forever
Love you.
No matter the heights or boundaries.
Wether here nor there.

You are what you know
A glimmer in my eyes
Walking among clouds

Your breath breathes health
No nonsense going there
That simple smile draws crowds

Oh! How simplistic they see
For you shine, shine, shine
Like gazing upon a graceful star

Never forget thy majestic grace
Roughness, couth and rhythm
For you are the completeness

Overlying everyone's fortunes
With a simple smile and nod
Not meaning or thinking, just you

Fast-forward past scowling, rhyme-mangled crowds.
Waiting for release anyplace a lollipop taste rewards ill deeds.
Seeping disease disguised as sliced ease.

Flash back, rapper intact resting full speed.
Anxiety's scent devours uninvited social shock.
Pausing between hidden eaves.

Just happened to walk away.
Could never forecast an uncertain temper.
Nor another misguided fearful stare.
Days cough aloud, nights warm my grave.
I will laugh with ease.

Rest will always greet us.
And at times unprepared.
When those times we know
Are near...
Do we thank the times arrival?
Or simply wallow in despair.
For its not a matter of life.
Or how one has lived,
Suffered or shared.
Once we finally realize.
Then we're there.

Maybe it's to late
To start.
Surely I haven't
Lost my angle.
Yet here I sit,
Doubting.
I'm in fact escaping.
Using this dumb
*** pen.
To leave my mark.

When I cannot
reach.
You breath me
out loud.
Cause my soul
to blink.
Pulling free
from the crowd.

Understand sound within sound
To begin knowing your own.

Tickle me
Into subconscious frenzy
Then glide along my
Charged surface
Where I'll guide your way
Along each changing tide
Which becomes me

A poet's words, so deeply veiled, can be truly awakened by imagination's levels of resuscitation.

Rarely broken and quick to awake.
Scarcely I falter, I simply won't shake.
Oh! Rustle me such, as much you so please.
I'll forever stand tall, rise above your disease.
Cradling fresh heights, do forget
to reach me.

You were just beside me.
I know.
One can feel your air.
Even with eyes closed.
One sees.

And when you're away.
I slow.
All senses grow bare.
Like casting for food.
In dry seas.

I want to jump in with you.
Clear the skies, clear our eyes.
Are you ready for that leap?
And will they lend a hand?
Make us a simple mockery.
Or even care to understand.
We are one plus one, real music.
As my other half our love's true.
If it takes such a simple reach.
With no **** reaction of others.
I simply care to seal that breach.
So let's hold hands now my lover.
Grace the hills and ocean blue.
When all's done we'll sing anew.

When do I mind being pulled by my ear?
When by someone with my life I entrust.

Some people know comfort
In being constantly frazzled.
Trying to reach inner meaning
On realities spinning wheel.
Exhaustion knows their name
Habit leads them once again.
Running that endless circle
Of both distress and refrain.

Sometimes by just pausing and allowing all else to swirl around you like standing in the middle of a dust storm full of leaves.
Eventually those few will fall at your feet, meant to be picked up and absorbed before carrying them forth upon a new path, while the others are simply carried along by the wind.

Your tears dried unmarked
grounds.
No one found your cries.

Come walk with me.
Make sure I know
Your way.

Another journey beset
by spectator's spectacles
forced afore my face.

If I could paint one picture, what our love meant to me.
I'd paint such a masterpiece, where sunset meets the sea.
Splashing vibrant colors, reds mixed in with blues.
Combining orange and yellows, all soaking in for you.
The painting placed in lovely frame, would hang and last forever.
But unlike such a special piece, we wouldn't stay together.
Each night the sun and ocean meet, once more they become one.
Our love however didn't last, the dreams had come undone.
The painting will then forever be, a remembrance of me and you.
Of how we couldn't harmonize, as a sun and ocean do.

Bicycling
my words
backwards
in lower case
they became
visceral.

I would prefer your graceless presence.
Rather then suffer their false fragrance.

The more the illusion
I choose.
The more the truth
I lose.

Only muddled worries of me,
prevent your ability to be.

Why does it matter the departure?
The first step ends in itself.

I held the firefly jar
So tight
It broke in my hands
All my wishes
Took flight

Might I describe with a slightly cracked mind that simple act of coping with the tiny fact of how I must not overreact knowing I might become blind while waiting for that abstract moment to arrive whereas I am entitled to act highly surprised when you finally dial back...
Aye!  I lost track.

Guess I'm already there
It wasn't forced upon me
Still you wonder and stare
Don't care if you believe
Asking how it feels in here
My soul response to this is
Simply reach in if you dare
If not go find a *** to ****
You'll find that simple fare
What draws me back to this
My reply is back from where
So fond of this profoundness
Once again goes another stare
Do we keep striking matches
Till the wee hours of the night
Or play with Celestial cherubs
Swayingl gently toward light