blockgrin

when all the lovers were

laying back quietly

thinking

about whatever dream

we skipped

to the ending

too lazy

to take in air

unraveling before us into

one love

l

the stable

My mind wanders about
All the times I thought
like this
the only truth was
about those feelings
too big to fall through
Because there must be something else
something I can’t even imagine floating

in a brilliant stream
of light

from the author
of oceans
water spouts
fire and
other sacred
things
how everything shines

Scored in
solitary lines
or soaring from cliffs
loud in the
corners of eyes

The singing instrument
under a covered canvas
reminder
that like a love grows
I can't escape
or stop summer from raining

A long time ago
ambition became unobservable
and on the surface of a falling body
everything is impossible

.
.

strange triangle

3 random lines

atriangle around
a certain sentence
on the surface

touching so alone and
passed over
Until now

This must be
what was long ago
absorbed by the spirit of the astral body
and transformed consciously even now

.

..

.

ole slim

In the calm open black
came a voice through dreams
You can be surrounded
by people who've disappeared
still singing in your heart

fortified with harmony
glistening in my skin
sparkling and reclaiming
a craving for life

.

endlessly

Moderation
how can I not talk about it
about how that's
all I can do

I can steer towards there
but like a storm that sweeps through and leaves thunder
you don't have to
so i never had self control

So go pull a rabbit out of your back
or make fun of
someones injury, but

I tried
and I watched and tried again
endlessly spinning in
"no direction"
but I'm still alive
so this is about
good
stuff


.

an interconnected conflirt

and the only thing important
the most important if you include nothing
is that this vicinity
remains innactive


Ok so now I'm prepared to present
something that I've repeated four times
to exclude my being
not ever present
to the other speaker

See  Larry
See  Joan
And their computer, Chris


...

.

reach

I drove past the party
I was too afraid
Today has been another failure

.

Sen sen yum yum

and the old
gentle
sound of rain
in the beginning

or the cotton ball
tip in my ear

I don't feel it there
anymore

so,
I'll take my cue from your words
fui guermo yo esmes certo 

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.
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Day 264:

I thought I didn't understand what people were saying
because they were speaking in an unclear manner
making it hard to follow what they were trying to say
and then I realized it was me.

analyzed and expected
time breathes
and grows and from inside a dream
truth changes
it's voice
chirped but unbroken
and loved ever so
much more

Silence passes as the sun does
as the birds open a passageway
into being
something
near
like the wonder
of words together
like the spark
between up and down heartbeats

.

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in hearts heard round the world
the longing for something to last

For there to be time for us to
shape our methods and plans

and edit yesterdays yearnings
into innocent wishes

.

late concert

putting her heart inside mine
i watch her face from the side
a voice
i hear  break gently

so beautiful
and she may be making up all
the words
i see faces watching
below and beside
me disappear into a cloud
as it rains


.

mirror/unmirror

I'm less worried about you throwing me away
than I am about you losing me
when it's too dark for a shadow
too late to search the
spaces between words
what's the difference wondering whether
something will begin or end


or wondering
where this will go now
It means nothing and why I care
is all just in our minds
so we try to make it into something nice
if we have time

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