my broken life
or so it seems
with all this pain
all this strife
that razor's edge
my bloody knife
cutting out my heart
carving at my life
what if
I just gave up
relinquish my soul
fully extinguish
my earthly role
finally bury those
most difficult parts
deep beneath
this broken ground
find some solace 
deep within
my aching heart
so what have I
ever truly found
each time
I find myself
half awake
confessing crimes
those terrible things
consciousness did
not ever make
so all in all
my broken life
lies quietly
beside me
defiantly alongside 
my open grave
making me think
I should rise
open my eyes
take a second look
maybe what I see
will make me
cautiously blink
maybe what
I know now
will take me 
somewhere down
another rocky road
a road that leads
sends me
something free
amending please
mend my broken life
needfully gift me
a more repentant
less shattered end

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volcanic life
internal heat
infernal strife
inner movement
something fissured
fractured times
molten drifting
sudden options
violent shifts
impromptu eruptions
roiling mud
toxic corruption
burning tears
boiling mad
fiery obstruction
simply everything
we fear
modern scenes
political carnage
volcanic life
real treason
poisonous reasoning
volcanic strife
what if
we lived
a glacial life
iceberg derived
perpetual snow
Neanderthal desire
snug cave
glowing fire
reciting stories
old man winter
daily rapture
exciting glory
an arctic blow
what if
untamed jungle
encompassed my soul
marching columns
hidden vipers
flaming fire ants
creeping into crawly
destructive armies
nothing timid
sweltering humid
a jungle dance
what if
endless desert
is all we know
extreme dry
freezing cold
sometimes both
befitting sighs
desert mold
trying existence
nomad fold
still that
bold volcanic life
fissured moments
dreamy at times
pleasurable eruptions
treasured cream
yet still
so we are told
gruesome politico
fiery thrills 
volcanic life
fearsome it seems
measuring plastic pills
pyroclastic cure
radioactive gamma
entombed by lava
life consumed
breathing toxic steam
this volcanic life
corrupting our dreams

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deep chill
having left desert
finally released
all my camels
freed my horses
sold all my goats
all that dry
drifting singing sand
those desert dunes
shifting through
my weathered hands
I left leather John there
baptizing himself
needled in his dugout
somehow still headless
imbibing Jordan River
from that bug out
I've been revising
that moody tone
into hungry jungle
Jaguars are there
black stealth panthers
stinging army ants
so many years
I was clambering
climbing thorny vines
ascending camphored trees
conversing with top monkeys
converting squawking parrots
somehow I survived
even when those
slithering giant anaconda
wrapped me up 
squeezed withered me
so I was trapped
my screams delighting
inviting gnarly
Baba Yaga
she took me
my gnarled hand
leading subversive me
traversing down another
irreversible jungle river
welcome to another
viral chopping block
now I lay me
down for keeps
pray that God
will help me
finally welcome sleep
should I die
before I wake
should clever John
baptize me again
submerge me forever
within that
river of swords
John would speak
giver of words
vocalizing jungle springs
release sacred churning
navigate inoculizing rapids
beyond that acrid
mocking desert
formidable burning fear
damnably certain
desiccation takes over
even that Jordan River
suffering abdication
ever more and more
while every yearning
dedication spake forever
somehow schooled piranhas
truly missing me
unplanned as ever
blissful foolish me
inoculated me
floating free
towards another 
inoculating ocean
John waved
floating free
out in space
John's newest realm
unlike mindless
tangled jungle
or endless desert
Mother's space
a sacred helm
that other place
we should be in
now that is deep
some sacred chill
so now we
this human race
should finally keep
where forever John is
clearly in our hearts
fearless in this space
this virally steep
deep sacred chill

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I don't want to
turn back time
why would I
go back years
when all that
hardship delivered strife
all those times
time left us
with a broken back
trials versus fears
promises and pledges
those nightmare razors
juggling knives
try balancing
time's arduous edge
commute my sentence
let me live
even struggling
here as now
my acceptance
is a crime
my repentance
against hurried time
so don't turn back
your raging clock
don't fall through
time's crazy crack
don't leave me
visualize this moment
frack me open
sorry time intact
timing seconds
minutes into hours
past into future
fantasy's futuristic dreams
time endlessly devours
no matter where
we are at
no matter 
how we are
just don't try
turning back time
don't despair
as you cry
studying each hour's
daring hand
there be something
quite poetic
about sublime time
all those
songs and poems
past and present
time demands
understand this
time alone
is not a key
to who we are
to how we'll be
it's funny though
how we need to dance
music's special time
it's funny too
how we sleep
dream making love
forgetting time
perhaps sleeps a case
not begetting
timely chance
not regretting
time's fretful
momentary romance
imagine getting
dutiful time
turning itself back
some past rhyme
that last battlefield
some other past crime
somehow counting seconds
landing there
just another
awkward stance
just another
timely chance

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nothing stays
remains the same
not air
not water
even light
nothing stays
existing the same
not love
not joy
even compassion
nothing stays
the very same
even bloody greed
even storied hate
coldly not war
nothing stays
exactly the same
not poetry
not song
even dance
those romance games
nothing is static
everything is erratic
even boldly fanatic
exceeding odd
even universe
even creation
even freedom
even God

       * * *  

 

not one
or two
but all
of us
every thing
entirety's zone
plot one
entirely that
revealing tone
basic life
we all 
contrive right
composing this tome
we once were
chemistry inclusive
quantitative light
measuring that
procreation thing
equating life
toffee addiction
drinking something
morning coffee
sticky things
too much
sugar predilection
eggs to ashes
solar years
contractual fears
life solving
evolving tears
tide inbound
unfolding years
creation's game
fully conceived
as inland sea
schools of being
tribal notions
fabled names
mythic potions
somehow there
we swim
cradling emotion
threading ritual
we crawl
contend growing
brawl as rivals
virtually knowing
we somehow
still walk
continue aging
forever learning
amending margins
some elevate
even run
learn flight
interspatial charge
some of us
those alive
virtually dream
creamy jive
actual yearning
honeyed life
desire right
so it seems
life should
be alright
flourishing verbs
buzzing things
replenishing seas
alight singing
healing words
pleasing things
colourful birds
nourish praising
botanical medicine
sweet song
herbaceous wisdom
giving gardens
cool billabongs
all of us
living right
missing out
living wrong
our thriving
imperfect wealth
all of us
striving for health
blissed out
sweet human
blessed throngs
kissing life
dreaming poetry
creating rhymes
good graciousness
curative gods
deliver healing
share cups 
true faithfulness
nature's plenty
should creation
daring God
replace this
human race
could God
existential nature
even relentless
residential culture
be concealing
divinity's grace
but what
healing space
some of us
be it fleeting
see God
acknowledge that
healing place
an appealing thrust
all this
human fate
chasing sacred
be nature
heal ourselves
medicine's grace
a healer's trust
be it Asclepius
discovering mortal
fervent healing
or believing
raving madmen
sage healers
brave madwomen
recovering fertile
reciprocal feelers
not one
stumbling human 
but that caring
universal feeling
so bearing
essential vibration
freely immersed
in this
natural essence
freely share
conversion tone
radiant verse
reverential medicine
entirety's zone

          * * * 

 

then eventually
I dozed
fell asleep
dreaming seasons
flash lightning
rash decomposing
crash thunder
still composing
summer beat
love asunder
blistering heat
then eventually
autumn came
everything falling
so many 
autumnal reasons
colouring dreams
how frosty
can love
must be
falling chill
longer nights
summer thrills
calling still
then eventually 
winter arrives
drifting snow
seasonal knives
cutting me
continuance apart
love's heart
pieces really
uneasy love
nothing art
distrust arrives
frozen feeling
drilling ice
winter dreaming
distilling vice
fine snow
blizzard colder
splintering everything
don't believe
love advice
winter brings
shattering everything
drifting grows
we are
intuitively told
then eventually
cleverly bold
spring knocks
speaking sun
winter growls
knowing spring
demands dreams
truly stalling
spring comes
barely crawling
it seems
summer understands
crying love
those ailing
break up
harsh demands
love's trying
treasonal themes
love crying
failing love
those seasonal
falling dreams

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