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Thursday, April 3, 2025


 

fucking explosions man
those fucking shock waves
so unbelievable
and if you're in
that debris field
good fucking luck
we're living
in this fast lane
quickly heading
for disaster
when brakes fail
as worlds burn
we wonder
who is
our master
we are all
in this age
seeking precision
we are
at this stage
living in confusion
so many lives
deranged with indecision
everyone wondering
so many wandering
always pondering
our strange world's future
maybe we are
waiting for
divine light
maybe we are
debating
what is right
still those
fucking explosions
blasting things
all to hell
those fucking shock waves
harassing us
pell mell
what if we
did not know
how to read
or how to write
what worries
would there be
besides those
frightful explosions
antagonistic shock waves
continually injuring
both day and night
configured blasting
from a neighbour's cave
where those
neighbours think
that they are chosen
and therefore right

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Wednesday, April 2, 2025




let me
look
into your eyes
let me
see
your shimmering
ego
not wearing
any
regal glimmering
disguise
let me
see
your real
you
tell me
that you
love
me too
let me
see
what
baggage lies
in that dark
bottom
of your deep
well
I want to
touch
your brilliant
self
dreams
I need to
know
about your
globular cluster
as species
is
a galactic show
those dreams
you muster
light you
share
visions and such
let me
kiss
your perfect
soul
let divine
bliss
allow us
to share
some beautiful
whole
let refined
this be
trust defined
full of love
that we both
can know
let me
live and strive
beside your
divine presence
let us
live believing
within all
that
sacred
essence
if I
could
hold your heart
in my hands
if only
I could
hold
your love
compassion
this passion
as I
should
I know
that
then
I'd be
a lucky man
you found
my soul
you corralled
my heart
now
I know
for sure
that perfect
love
you give
me
is
absolutely
in demand
now
when I look
into your
flashing
eyes
my heart
is over
flowing
this dashing
love
I know
let's me
see
beyond any
bold
disguise
beyond forever
aligned
with divine
perfect God
we always
live and die
let me
see
your carnal
nature
let me
touch
your inner
creature
let me
know
that love
you hold
in your
heart
your soul
is true love
another human
story told
another vision
of glory
within our
needy
human fold

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Monday, March 24, 2025


 

I thought
I saw
masterful Jesus
standing there
sermonizing consternation
crowds demanding
creationist signs
loudly in kind
outstanding ovations
remanded into
pandering emanation
all that sensational
murmuring dying down
I walked closer
seldom flying now
avoiding oblique stares
angel or demon
but it was spirit
honest righteousness
devout Shiva
elevated next
to calm revelation
blue skinned
vedic Krishna
boy oh boy
how edict earth
has painfully split
disdainful predilection
those revelatory
insane dictator things
tearing life apart
Jesus having left
for some other
material feast
Shiva et Krishna
keeping heaven
relational convention
charging universe
evenly leavening
untold margins
molding creature things
from one undone
have-not corner
picture littered
stormy city streets
each flash flood
every acid river
racing past
canyon parapets
where perilous
prone to cavernous
dangers meet
rampaging around
all that damned
insatiably ravenous
uncivil mess
invasive means
those crystal grains
mysterious dreams
into burning veins
furious fentanyl
chastening hearts
cashing in on disaster
lounging in breakfast starts
scrounging a pitiful buffet
feeding asteroid brains  
plus so much
other gruff stuff
artificial needy fluff
try to remember
what made us happy
before crushed and dismembered
recalling sacrificial memories
Shiva's loving arms
divinity reaching out
Krishna's enlightened heart
gently revealing
insightful doubt
all that gloried
rightful understanding
inviting poetic love
reciting curbside
hallowed upanishads
every passionate part
eternally in motion
poke deep and deeper
into all that street
weirdo and creep
invoking frightful potions
fentanyl's despicable art
provoking further punctures
revealing human hurt
right from every
dissembling roadside start
this alien invasion
pumped into human veins
delivering a failing life
all that reeling broken
greed serving up
all that bloody hollow
city street disdain
swallowed and unspoken
dismembering pain

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Saturday, March 22, 2025

 


watch me
cut myself
deeper and deeper
all love's difficult words
carving old wounds
letting me bleed
more and more
those scarred emotions
echoing crying sounds
try watching me
slice myself
wide open
letting out
this streaming sad
letting in
errant rays of glad
what if
feral love came
to enchant my razor
would some
magical enhancement
dull my crazy
maybe I'm just lazy
not wanting
to do love's work
maybe I'm living in a daze
finding love daunting
so why does love
keep on haunting me
could I borrow
your emotional sword
something bloody long
long enough
to pierce my ruddy soul
cut away
love's blazing kiss
so razor sharp
acute enough
to slice through
gristle and bone
I know
I need
to atone
yet love
wants me
to be alone
so I can
cut myself
excise all
love's hurt
revise love's
constant pain
watch me
while I drown
floundering
deep in love
if only
I had known
maybe understood
love's bitter disdain
those hurtful words
love soundly spoke
maybe if grounded love
had been more grand
I wouldn't have
quit love
given up
that hard refrain
tried to cut love
out of my
bleeding heart
sever love forever
out of my
sad and broken brain

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Friday, March 21, 2025


 

I'm lost
accosted
I've been
captured
I'm enraptured
love storms
are such
ruptured wildness
utterly normal
though I
feel somehow
gutted and defiled
cry unholy
this manufactured
malignant realization
love life compiled
crazy in places
such rival consternation
civil into habitualization
love's living space itself
I'm lost
in all that
spatial unrest
something animated
invested in elevation
artificially sweetened
high praise
for sweet self
reverent absolution
towering high
above love itself
yet I'm lost
in that
mile high club
skyscraper style
some devo
conversely reviled
come commotion
a manipulated place
that servile communion
so nuevo vibrant
wanting to be
silently restyled
self righteously free
lost is a thing
one of something
too where we
just can't see
no matter
how much tatter
this mad hatter
plus one kiss
such mad bliss
beyond clutter
avoiding clatter
what fond flattery
might truly
someday be
kindly more
a softened love story
once we see
some softening light
once and for all
mindfully turn
bright day
into contrite night
spin time around
where we still
don't even know
this sacred ground
where we are
because we're lost
even though
each divine breath
passionately generous
every sacred heartbeat
me diving into you
feeling truly alive
compassionately delirious
such new love
striving for life
but I'm lost
still breathing
accosted somewhere
yet I'm living
in life's deep
moral wilderness
that needful tragic
love's heedful wildness
such a costly sea
cradled in its
inherent vastness
this insane interest
with waning tides
of how we are
those raging waves
of how we'll be
still I'm confused
feeling blue and dazed
lost with crazy love
I'm so very lost
strung out and adrift
so far out
we're sailing
rift after rift
there's you
as far as I can see
there's me
lost in drunk love
navigating all of this
love's savage gift
like ravaged hostages
we're adrift in love
lost on love's outrageous sea

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Saturday, March 15, 2025


 

here we are
living warrior lives
is it true
try living peace
heaps of folk
with advancing leaps
those strides they spoke
that hope they speak
but only strong survive
heroes riding valiantly
striving all along
attached to there
resigned to here
why dare live
they all have
their gruff troll
even faery songs
we so forever dare
always care about living
living dreams
all that nightime fare
still it's a given
roughly to increase
life still implies
maybe everything
will soon be
aged but epic
engaging gut felt endings
recline in that fairytale rhyme
no further replication
nor in addition
no more duplication
so less subtraction
once everything
infraction and contraction
lest essentially
condescendingly
apprehension is finally done
so what meaning
descending into that
unyielding ending
divine delegate
one on one universe
regulating sin in multiverse
yet conversely
black holes
appear inside of you
sucking things up
devouring creation's bloom
once and for all
holy beginnings
de-atomizing finality
that nuclear tsunami
brought with ghostly endings  
something holy
singing something
back to pre-creation
everything sacred
singing everywhere
waiting for procreation
so that pro-fundamental
pro re-creation
God's universal being
sentient mission
all things hoping
seeing light
Creation's instrument
of creative heaven
where we want
maybe even find
sweet elevating love
creating treats
invigorating mind
where we want
accept being well
not just exceptional life
beyond that
home spun pain
inhaling civilization's poison
deprived and bound by fear
resounding in sum
personal fiery hell
expounding hateful dour
mixing inherent derision
where true love
has been
excised and tossed
where everything is lost
existence bitter and sour
where nothing is fixed
where light exposes sin
black holes now
devouring light
still sacred somehow
divinity unleashed by God
Creation's holy power

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Friday, March 14, 2025


 

it starts here
and it ends
right here
life as we
knew it
here on
planet worth
knowing it
horizon earth
life on
some other
distant planet
isn't something
human will
will ever do
nothing can
replace mother
this earthly living
why not
race out
ace somewhere
in space
go so far
star trek out
Mars colony
that outer place
something alien
defining animalian
that unholy science
refining melancholy
folley's uttered fiction
that utterly won't
it can't be grace
utter faithful words
or come true
is there
no exit
is there
no way
except fearless
checking out
we're deep
in it
no matter
what they
dare say
we're stuck
with it
so many
dire lives
living fire
stormy streams
of gloried shit
what gives
living nightmares
no where
close to sweet
forever dreams
so that is it
who cares
when we are
all standing
on that
perilous edge
hoping we
don't fall
off that
precipitous ledge
into that
groundless grinding
meat grinder
all over that
broken pledge
mortal choice
where is that
moral voice
when everything
flash flood
raging fire
when everything
habitual poison
war's desire
red with blood
so uninspired
please Elmer Fudd
feed us rabbit
or some other
hareless version
save us
rude cartoons
from this
crude drama
it starts here
toxic conversion
it ends here
moxie aversion
repelling derision
dispelling fear
compelling revision
power never admitting
clever false division
that ends here
let truth rise
humanity committing
compassionately adhering
to passionate divinity
that starts here
glorious wisdom
making brilliant life here
a wonderfully wise decision

 


 

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