Thursday, May 21, 2015

joined particles





scraped
tattered  cut  and burned
incapable of holding  my heart in

secrets

and deep under there
sweet nature
so gentily spun
like the underside of shimmering gold
most certainly
It is impossible to think

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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

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I heard birds talking
moaning
hungry for love

I was hungry once
eating hearts ripped
of fire
in a mild way


But now
always  deep sounds
that stir the unheard voices
are closed off to the outer branches

am i the only
thesperate -
desperately set in
hardening
trying out some a new  camouflage



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Sunday, May 17, 2015

taking off



first must
I look up
the definition of a star

 I've come back to my old space
with the willies by my side -
but to be like water
must I first study
the reflection in the water

the reflection in the water          ( picture this line  upside down)

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Thursday, May 7, 2015

Z broken Rock Story

She spoke  and  stars fell

into the lake's wide opening
that stretched  old wrinkled moon

and  glitter in her eyes
 the soft breaking waves

  .... heart pounds....


 No results found for " a broken rock is just smaller"


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Friday, April 24, 2015

I am bing nation

an amicable separation
I had been with google for a long time

 bye goog , hello bing


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Thursday, April 23, 2015

i wonder



is it enough to say
the dried up land
will vanish
and
no one can save
anything you ever keep

Raise up your fist
fighting will eventually vanish

I'm done.


.....

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

lazy dog wedding


it doesn't need
to be a hit
what's one more
pock mark to the moon
 
so we hatch
and live where we are
as we were
like a good imagination  
at issue with advice

a wire pulled from insulation
living the collapse of breath
like a patient at a drag show
giving to the need to continue



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Wednesday, April 1, 2015

The Never WIll


"the sky speaks it language through tree branch..."
said the said Monkey
to the Camel
" tree branch
beggars in the sky"

And I overheard  earby Duck whisper
"no one else must ever know. "
and  I don't know why







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Wednesday, March 25, 2015

August and counting

daybreak in your world
evening in mine
and all that lies between us
is a word
we pretend
not to see
in our sleep


but don't look now
the sensation
from turning
your head could
be fatal


....

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

a truth about here and now



moved by shadows
not love
through circumstances

even knowledge
pressed with promise
full of  what I see living my life
with fingers
and teeth


into all that
is and  isn't
  misunderstood

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Sunday, February 22, 2015

Six times six is thirty six



a  slow time rushes into my nerves
past the black around flames
and fills my consciousness with invisible light

In Sacred communal ultrasonic fields
an intimacy found with empty space

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Tuesday, February 17, 2015

summer story


Yellow and black
apple and pick a
winter
between our fingers
like place moves a story
layered the bottom way down

feet planted
silently through the
unreachable
verb


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