all my worldly secrets
torrid ghostly kisses
kept locked up
tangles amongst unmended socks
intrepid words and lines and lists
filed in a concealed box
I'm strangled by secrets
wishing I could speak
articulate all those things
taunting and haunting me
some heavenly and wonderful
others vile and truly bleak
if only I could bleed truth
if I had manners that were never uncouth
thoughts that never came from some twisted space
this globe might be a better place
but our world has too many secrets
some could set the earth on fire
perhaps there are those
if we would know them
that should spark some better attire
incorporate honesty that motivates and inspires
fettered tongues should untwist
choose sobriety before they speak
unchained from some deep dark place
uprooted from some convoluted rabbit hole
that space where mystery resounds with bleak
yet upon clear inspection
replace meek with grace
distill a truer reflection
beyond smoke and mirrors  
illuminate instillation
revealing some remnant of peace
unearth traces of natural perfection
expose sacred ground where we lay down
surrender all our guns and swords
refit peaceful existence
score conciliation with accommodating words
remit honesty and truth
replace guilty secrets and vicious lies
escape that twisted path
exit from the depths of hell
four horsemen of the apocalypse
gallop onwards through morbid time
revealing horrid secret things
commanding both heaven and hell
time won't cross the river Styx
like fierce mixed secrets
hexed and kept defiantly cryptic
all those clandestine things
both yours and mine
our universe waiting for the candle to burn down
leaving just a waxy stub with a blackened wick
yet the hungry world is voraciously filled
distilled by marauding demons and hungry beasts
turning wishful smiles into desperate frowns
stealing away every sweet caress
burdening bleeding hearts with yet more duress
we should learn to follow sacred streams
where eventually we'd find droplets of hope
taking us to that blessed place
confessing love and joyous dreams
there is a way out of this current terrible mess
process all our mistakes and terrible mysteries
honour truth with serious love and joy
break open those hidden sealed boxes
speak respectful words and compassionate lines
even though that might seem to leave us powerless
debilitating expectations through our enemies eyes
while our suffering hearts remind us
we are our own worst enemy
secrets only shadow our hidden selves
like mad dog demons
donning a buffering disguise

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all that they kill
colonialism
those jeweled crowns
imperialism
cruel seats of power
fascism
refracting lower truth
they that rule
negativism
paranoia's fuel
dictating overlords
industrialism
fierce tools
polluting nature's chasms
those castle towers
hording chastened slaves
stealth's very stature
troves of pirated treasure
those gleaming glass towers
venerated totems
our blessed things
stolen feathers and bent boxes
sacred neolithic artifacts
neatly spirited away
so many indentured lives
fracturing broken cultures
what tactful good
that fox in the chicken house
those bloody vultures
picking at carnal bones
grizzly skeletons of nations
insistent rich
where is compassionate patience
born privileged
severing greed from need
lush into lustful wealth
self induction
glitter sparkling in that world
or is it bitter poison
don't say any good thing
administering destruction
why can't they
caring instruction
shall they
ever repent
why should they
redeem themselves
must they
greedily steal
even continue
their constant ploy
loot and destroy
all their forced confusion
diminish the sacred world
delusion following cupidity
encouraging apartheid
this segregated planet is discouraged
grieving heartlessness
we have to wonder
no one can really hide
does everyone even have a soul
or are they demons in disguise
creatures merely here
queerly skulking throughout
nasty trolls
stealing everything
cloaked by shadows
the shoals of noxious bidding
milking money out of war
those oppressive drones
cronies forever
abhorrent cheating
draining innocent people
vampires sucking blood
so many slaves and pawns
this established scheme of things
is there a just God
those evil doers
should not forget
beware a fierce and vengeful dog
nature won't discount
sordid confessions
defining heartless concessions
succession in the end
avaricious people
in time they discover
stolen wealth
misguided ways
since they can't
justifiably exist
since they fail to see
don't hear God
some are not wise
vengeance will bury them
yet there is intelligence
beneath foolish billions
smothered by nothingness
worthlessness and uselessness
bringing no good to the world
selfish hateful lies
cruel arrogance
so the bloody future
lay in ruddy firearms
historic gunpowder
creating more empire
violence being the crowd pleaser
those pocket dags
sparking corrupt change
revolution is made easier
just like those salt peter men
digging up the floor you stand on
all it takes
is a flash in the pan
that gets the ball rolling
utter ruthlessness
a devastating calling
so civilization
from sand dunes to temples
grassland to cities
forests to skyscrapers
jungles into money
isn't it a pity
pathetic isn't cooler
saviours that are phonies
corrupt rich and despotic rulers
nothing but demon cronies
  

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this chaotic time
of outrageous insanity
abject absurdity
maybe the message is
to leave behind
eloquent words and poems
superb paintings
those splendid art things
making the world beautiful
wondrously magnificent
a magical place
where vivid dreams
come vehemently true
and precious life
like the energetic stars
shining on and on
everlasting and forever
rewarding creation
accomplishing souls
pleasing us humans
wanting to hold on
being good and kind
sharing heavenly fruit
admirable light and flowers
welcome this flourishing
nourishing the universe
distinguished and sacred organisms
wondrous and marvelous things
uplifting spirit
poetry and art and elevation
so when we search
penetrate the revelatory sun
discern revelation
establish penitent innovation
realize we are contingently one
with each new emergent morning
existence is never separate
dawning right from the start
finesse and perfection
exultant being
never far apart

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that hot night
when we sat
so close together
tucked away
from gazing eyes
that dark theatre
kissing in the back row  
everyone wants to be
a fabled character
from an epic movie
wake up in fantasy
portray delectable scenes
cross sequestered lines
versions of some fairytale
you're the saviour
bits of darling chapters
romancing true lies
each and everyone daring
wearing make-up as disguise
dreams of crystal palaces
cloaked in mind games
those young and dashing princes
while others dwell on mean streets
littered in big city trash
curbs with frittered addicts
slumped and crumpled statues
turning tricks for cash
figments of mouse and pumpkin
stardust Cinderella segments
dancing at the palace ball
prancing demons from Luna Park
jabbing shared needles
rats chewing on night terrors
skewering reluctant veins
those harried sidewalk Cinderellas
if it's not Soho in dirty London
or cursed Kensington avenue
airing soiled jeans and ragged skirts
in Ben Franklin's pretty Philly
then it's another yellow brick road
buried beneath every rainbow
discarded heaps of bitter
all those tattooed princes
ejected plastic in littered streets
underdressed rejected princesses
betrothed to fentanyl and cocaine
what drugs won't steal away
frayed alley frills
some magic virus comes to play
pills parallel every addict's will
society only likes winners
chill like Sideburn and Crocket
crank coursing through so many veins
make believe folk and fairy tales
lured by stunning nightmares
factoring one dimension
two dimensional
three dimensions
shunning four
some lift a punitive glass
others shift mud for pies
sift gravel for truth
always mixing ruddy lies
slight of hand for tens and twenties
civilization's lack of cement
still graffiti paints over reality
fixed battlefield medicine
weak mortar in times of trouble
so many victims of crocodile desire
giraffe and hippo street people
sticking pins into voodoo dolls
searching to find every cobra vein
when aspen night comes
just another streetlight pigment
waiting for leafy daytime
ascending another mountain of grief
little relief for addicts lowing
descending cities full of failure
bowing down to grime
poverty marred by crime
sour kisses caressed by time
sure devastation as god exists
touring with that wounding god
forlorn eyes staring out of every face
can't resist Kensington avenue
god could not care less in Soho
disgrace in every artificial place
boardwalk crack and revenue
all those sidewalk crystal palaces
simmering with fright
shimmering with imagined freedom
mighty salvation just out of reach
screeching at the morning sun
all that plight oxycontin preaches
riding perilous waves
trekking social dunes
beyond every desert mirage
seeking truth and light
all those forgotten promises
further out of tune
sheep jumping over the moon
spilled rose water and honey
so much love in the sewer
tainted jade and money
life's heartless prank
newer still
every newbie bluer
more dank into stank
Frank and James and Shelly-Ann
happy dreams are fewer
crappy in frank reality man
delusional paranoia is actuality
remarkably those that can
mark those that will
is it hope that makes us human
but where is hope
can hope be proven
every feared dark night
slumped and muddled together
featuring all those crazy eyes
huddled and tucked away
suction in that dark street theatre
kissing pavement and living lies

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existential sorcery
spells in kind
men
lost in thought
women
surrounded by circumstance
human being
corralled by emotion
encapsulated sparks of life
evolution's repentant egg
first we are tethered
then learn to stand
invest in two legged adventures
establish walkabout convention
mark this sprocket extension
pupae and chrysalis
a metamorphosis thing
are there regrets after sleeping
waking in some other realm
dimensional light being
stark spirit walker
hearken cosmic sperm
conjuring dreams
sweet over whelm
over and under terms
what we must learn
speaking prophecy in our sleep
you and I
always wake at times
realize some part of us
fragments dead and pieces disappeared
here we are planted
rooted to this planet
born into this trying world
excretion being human
always vying for something
we both love and fear
angels and demons
joyous trashy recklessness
thrashing us into feckless shapes
making wet love
sweet life we hold so dear
why us and them
this world seems to be afire
joyous existence doesn't seem clear
straits we're in seem so dire
my inside passage body
my winter storm mind
your coral reef body
your inspired crystalline mind
our evolutionary bodies
our revolutionary minds
fire and spirit talkers
higher tides and climacteric signs
protestation crowding city streets
flaming torches we walk behind
exalted sums of brave trust we find
crave and needy twisting vines
flocks of cooing pure white doves
every heady heart beat
suckling joy and contrite love
ready existence so just be kind
 

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this is
that time
of life
when sadness
wakes
everyday
beside me
this is
that time
when oceans
recall empty
when sky
dawns void
this is
that time
when days
meld
into night
as if
there were
little
or no
difference
sometimes
I can't
see
beyond
the horizon
as I
used to
do
when I
was
so
much younger
now
this time
has limited
my vision
this time
surging tides
my journey
seems
riskier
in certain
ways
love and joy
seem
distant
that place
I never
seem
to reach
that screech
owl
calling
hooting
my name
knows more
about
this game
all my
dreams
entrance me
fancy places
foreign spaces
mostly mystical
I hear
fantastical Gabriel
frantically blow
gargantuan shows
when I
find
adjunct
myself
lying still
in vacant
arid desert
once again
redundant
I
want
to rise
up
touch sky
sensually
I want
to see
if
I
might ever
know
can be
if
some day
I
should try
grow wings
again somehow
learn
to fly
 

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age of change
inventive covid-19
morph stage now
I feel beaten
some how
I'm not yet deranged
all this smoke
myriads of political mirrors
existential life
gears on planet earth
right down to the extreme
I try not to live in fear
endure this murky period
we are subjects
serials of viral exchange
such a high end world
we've gone walkabout
waking in this slurry of fables
trekking we seek some way out
wondering if there is respite
turning atomic tables
enable atmospheric starvation
certification of unstable species
current desertification
spoiling every trying sea
this ocean of covid
changing the world
stirring climate change
rearranging this blurry world
surely we ponder the best
unknown outcomes
cryptic revelations
what yet is to come
no doubt
we want sweet ripe plums
but we've changed the world
radiant conflagration some how
now the world is changing us
where did these variant dreams come from
scary new parameters
harried crisscrossing
navigating this arrogant dream world
making us wander the planet
wondering what to do
if we wondrously survive
forever infamous now
this famous age
an earthbound novelty somehow
covid-19 roundly changing this world
back in profound 1945
recall that blistering sound
fission and atomic bombs
changing that new world back then
yet that old question remains
modern dot coms
is our blind human desire
a sign of humanity gone insane
or like the raging sun
will we wake up some morning
completely atomic someday
exist in some other array
in some spiritual way
where some future nature
will scream further proof
that seemly Godhead stature
reveals universal truth
these stages of creative change
resulting in evolutionary features
revolutionary creatures
that earth wouldn't give
revolted by this impossible exchange
some couldn't live
keeping paradise aloof
still the oppressors oppress
truly deranged in this atomic age
while covid keeps us weeping and caged
both creeps and underlings
as with the surety of stars
purity seeps away
thus the insecure moon
permanently sleeps
reverently blinks out
one can't help but wonder
if there is any other zenith way
or is structural change
in cultural walkabout
what it's all about

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