oh my
desperation
feeling
praying
kneeling
God so
help me
breathe to dare
having faith
keep what
may come
beyond contemplation
if only
could life
should be
some simple thing
but scarcely then
where would
inspiration live
my exasperation
I stay desperate
mindfully primate
God so
help me
I want to care
prayers of faith
needs enough
dreaming to dare
as to destination
seeing
praying
reeling
God so
help me
so being
cradling divine soul
creatively instilled
distilled as primal man
extensions of
lasting rifts
cast as shifting
space and time
between those
spiritually gifted
guru hands

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here we go
two of me
locked in
one body
blocked by occupation
often not knowing
whether we
should eat
or should we sleep
what about blood
constricted on the inside
restricting us
paint sweet life
mixing our blood
as factual depiction
truth tainted
both in and outside
forever one eternity
all our paintings
praised yet crazed
eternally trapped
finding treasure
in places
mindfully though
oddly mapped and managed
tangents of fraternity
like a thunder storm
segments of modernity
like a tidal surge
there are oddly
even cyclones
birthing tornadoes
painted rightly
with timely insight
being one
seeing another seven
daily and nightly
seven out of seven
cheese on toast
cheesy tostadas
mostly free selection
one of one
avenues to another coast
heavenly marks
even rebellious hell
hands from another host
so we're tied up
together yet alone
two of me
caught up
being one
morning and evening
revealing life's vortex
breath as one body
daydreams and nightmares
mindfully streaming
mind and body aches
all those related moans
this is what true life takes
those manifest things
collating high stakes
together we make
breakfasts of sighs
one of me
stands to sing
one of me
demands recitation
exciting inviting poems
something that isn't fake
there are those things
that make us
want to turn away
when we should
be looking inward
there are times
when alarm
even church bells
echo and ring
making us sway
to and fro
seeking new rhythm
out of bleak rhyme
love may feel slow
what we need
may always be true
what we want
maybe forever no
still we
as one
drink life
bound together
all this
personal evolution
each of us
revolving
solar system
evolution
revolving revolution
solvent
galactic evolution
universal
constitution
one of me
fire
incinerating life
as I go
one of me
water
tragic floods
at times
divine
at others
magic even baptism
each one of us
creating something
wholistic solutions
one of me
holy contribution
one of me
in and outward
soul revolution

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outside
van city
watch me
inside
standing
I dance
roll away
smoke shop
hop to it
some may say
can vintage
street life
engage advantage
we all want
love and romance
chance comes by
dreaming again
toss it all
fen zen fen
I'm falling
all falling
then falling
descending
those times
painful memories
while I fall
so chronic
this wasting disease
don't crowd me
I'm just swell
tell another story
noisy street life
crazy garbage
hand cuffed
surrounded
founded
dwelling in my hermitage
stuffed without glory
rough days and nights
slashing at my
confounded life
sweet street living
revealing signs
old and new wounds
reviling sorry gashes
every sorry morning
existing creation
try balancing
on the very edge
my keen razor knife
tell a redeemable world
we and me
seemingly
dream living
useless tough
drug life
was and is not
a total waste
so much focus
everyone married
to fen zen fen
something like
trending constant
car wrecks
rending consternation
lend me
more dreams
mind like mend
steam train wrecks
reveal delinquent
revile tarnishing
relative goodness
grandiose couldness
rudely harried
should carnage
fairy-tale carriage
ferry all
most of us
toss we across
life's ancient
imagine impassible
river Styx
impossible looniness
sooner than later
probable craziness
fen zen fen
unthinkably then
crowds of dead men
selfishly forgotten women
souls that lost
still walking
yet lastly
a finial cost
everyone talking
prying life
out of gutters
imagine that
wishful dreams
sly mutterings
then fen zen fen
damn it all fen
life sentencing
fen zen fen dreams
outside young women
alongside old men
dancing revision
hip hop in menacing hell
skeleton street life
it forever seems
suture's existence
complicates attachment
tattoo's life
drug insistence
persistent dealers
prior resistance
performers and squealers
liars and cheaters
all caught up
guru fentanyl
sword and master
god tell me
lord I think
 demonic swell
I am
staring succinctly
I am
beyond
extinct constellations
distinctly fond
sound relations
my pell-mell
dreams of stars
god compels me
so I drink
gutter water
fen zen fen
quaff nightingale brew
coughing and laughing
as I fall
bending over
fall and fall
installed and recaptured
bent over high
hovering below
magnetic north
seeking more zen
worthy of rapture
romancing fen
frantically true
 dancing zen life
cancer cooking up
another nightmare stew

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circles within circles
images reflecting creation
circles circling circles
what libation has been
such be all realization
what may come
all those things
creation has been
some big bumps
monstrous dips
perilous canyons too
various laughable humps
cancerous lumps
brewing up
some witches stew
spicing and dicing up life
even those triumphs
splendid lessons
we're formalized
circling precious
that vibrant sun
energies vibrating
pulsating and toying
resolving mother earth
involving brother moon
such mysterious fun
exploring mystery rooms
etching sacred circles
inciting haunting revelation
circling and sketching
creating the best of life
a chorus of characters
behest performance
be well with resting
order in concentric circles
inviting romantic consolation
social insight as pedantic art
light revealing dharma's institution
receiving true love as restitution

                   * * * 

 

let light
find you
let peace
guide you
let joy
create time
let happiness
take your hand
let this love
and togetherness
kiss your lips
just let love
those honey dew sips
delight your joyful life

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bending back
untangling
many pages
peeling back
quintessential years
remembering
deep oceans
loving stages
recall emotion
religiously invoking
all our moans
what if memories
recall our fears
does impartial love
compel to fail us
can we ever mend
life's long commotion
bleeding broken hearts
that compilation
dreams re: connection
what if true love
is not for us
can tragic love
void deception
magically
forgive us
passion saying
irrationally
so intimate
psalms and praying
pure passion
all love's love
heated kisses
timeless passion
yet so very
from the start
so sadly very
far apart

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we strive
such volume
heartfelt want
we awaken
impartial spirit
upon meditation
how to
get with it
everything spiritual
divine institution
something mutual
a constitution
we live
through dreams
what would
god given
daily reality
or what
it seems
some other
drama world
we all give
grammar time
as time
ambivalent again
some manner
we are
a happening
creating song
reciting rhyme
grating and debating
family time  
right from wrong
homespun crime
that sum of sin
forgetfully et regretfully
funnily sublime
we must be
missing the mark
not seeing
what we
daily need
or nightly want
not finding
who we
truly are
far from
mirror images
beyond imagination
something free
no damages
deep inside
each of us
imagine transformation
mind and body
superlative soul
what dreaming brings
within one's heart
inside extreme
pleading inside
our pleasure brains
speaking truth
life with love
happiness is treasure
we meditate
hopeful state
we awaken
most often
we are
very seldom
never shaken
so how
could there be
spirit et soul
what is
one fulfilling role
should we
some realization
some needy goal
desire visualization
fire awakening
in your dreams
spiritual vibration
perhaps even earth
does not move
at least
your want
you don't
feel it
that extra-special
spiritual groove
initial aires
don't despair
we all
know thy self
unconditionally
fresh off a drying shelf
we are
neither clay gnome
nor wooden elf
a scoring edge
sacred knowledge
wisdom's wealth
we don't need
naked heedlessly
put on robes
we must truly feed
this daily globe
so let go
don't always try
nothing can repair
all dying things
our creative life
painting pictures
at times laughing
sometimes crying
take off
individual colour
you're infallible
conscience
slake ego
with one
razor knife
naked kingdom
is not
here nor there
take freedom
excelcior samsara
directly sharing
excelsis nirvana
fabulous being
God is righteous
love and caring
dreamily infectious
primeval love
attached to revealing
God's universal daring

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