as stars walk behind clouds
Her soul speaks to me
in the silence of a distant moon.
..
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Sunday, May 6, 2012
night's eyes
and we disappear, farther
farther
into night's eyes
giving softly to
this moment
saturating into shadow
..
Thursday, May 3, 2012
My Soul holds me down here
Machine phrased paused by infinite
breath I stand here
and can't tell space from sound
as if water
with its gentle violence
lands in the way
just like here
my words for god
as if we never looked
each other in the eyes
all threaded together the same
without anything to long for
..
breath I stand here
and can't tell space from sound
as if water
with its gentle violence
lands in the way
just like here
my words for god
as if we never looked
each other in the eyes
all threaded together the same
without anything to long for
..
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
skeleton problem
asleep
in a tuft of fonts
staring out at my own eyes
year after year
without spring
to will
the dead alive
as midnight drives you
to the corner of each eye
the one I love to keep
the night
from falling
asleep
...
.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
each moment has a name
wait,
it will be a day like this
a turning of the stars
meeting themselves
each moment full
silenced into music
.
...
..
it will be a day like this
a turning of the stars
meeting themselves
each moment full
silenced into music
.
...
..
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
woven
.
the scent of being
the wholly imaginary
gaze I see makes sense
bright patterned
Of unimaginable beauty
Love does not pretend
as real as this fast and black
falling in front
of the moon
..
after words
A cool justice brought by morning
and the nostalgia of one day at a time
After thinking about it
I can't say I miss you making me cry.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
617
Under the day's care we lay
together in broken sunlight
and calmly embrace its innocence
sharing in dreams awoken by birds
..
together in broken sunlight
and calmly embrace its innocence
sharing in dreams awoken by birds
..
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Post title
on an island with electronic waves
in the magnetic fire at the top of the earth
seen within the wind
soft tears as old as particles
saying
my heart didn't fit in your heart
..
Friday, April 20, 2012
peeking into nothing
we should know better
we say all the time
it makes us laugh and jiggle together
our squishy insides
there were no tips on our points
indeed no points at all
and what's left
only tasting each other's breath
our souls embraced in some imaginative way
continuing our dream that doesn't care
that doesn't matter
looking thinking and laughing
don't feel sorry for us
or yourself if
at the center of it all
at the center of twice broken hearts
is understanding
that we have been
together gently watching the no
leave from nothing the thing leave from thing
.
we say all the time
it makes us laugh and jiggle together
our squishy insides
there were no tips on our points
indeed no points at all
and what's left
only tasting each other's breath
our souls embraced in some imaginative way
continuing our dream that doesn't care
that doesn't matter
looking thinking and laughing
don't feel sorry for us
or yourself if
at the center of it all
at the center of twice broken hearts
is understanding
that we have been
together gently watching the no
leave from nothing the thing leave from thing
.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Sugar Room Circles
Your heart
touches my senses
Sucking you out of my lips
I taste you in my mouth in sips
.
touches my senses
Sucking you out of my lips
I taste you in my mouth in sips
.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
hiaku
The steam
brings my imagination out of focus
the wise glances too infinite for eyes
the moon
at the crossroad
the surging furry vision
of Love's
pale importance
stars and the autumn moon
kissing my blood
swallowing u p the tight smooth flowers
Against the river’s
solid stance
able
a monument to your last words.
.
brings my imagination out of focus
the wise glances too infinite for eyes
the moon
at the crossroad
the surging furry vision
of Love's
pale importance
stars and the autumn moon
kissing my blood
swallowing u p the tight smooth flowers
Against the river’s
solid stance
able
a monument to your last words.
.
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