oh vibrant wings
sublime compassion
full strident angel
calling out mystery
crushing tank tracks
embossing history
sentient rationality
bullets engaging grenades
those rushed trenches
someone screams
amputation accolades
war's lush intention
one dreaming billionaire
crushing remuneration
one billion being poor
cash mad billionaires
flash superior spoor
when you find it
eat dirt
wounding hurt
just trying
to stay alive
rising denied
just saying
another sighing
zygote billionaire
another billion dying
missiles inviting drones
who truly cares
maybe bleeding children
mothers tragically crying
every other daring
brash lie
drastic bombs
burned out streets
propaganda psalm
yet another
magic calm
boiling cauldrons
pompas billionaires
building tanks
another flash billion
mega millions
poor into broken
consumed by rank
exhume love
buried beneath
tortured hell
desire burns 
far below 
such exuberance
scarface apocalypse
surely above
how low
war goes
yearning fire
just how high
billionaire shows
continue trying
orbiting satellites
vacuum space catalyst
exciting rockets
yet this
vacuous mass
spatial infringement
trashing humans
crashing community
into broken wings
impunity waged
for those ingots
cagey billionaires
such hellish hubris
razing things
crazy war lust
oh raging angel
mark me
your trusted sage
sacred number
engaging love
refined umber
lord of peace
please find
blind mummers
reminding those
crazed billionaires
enraged peace
streaming down
from sacred
divine station
passionate hearts
dream action
a superior kind
such treasured
replete wisdom
existing purely
completely within
Creation's holy
enshrined mind

        * * * 

 

we are
already late
somehow lost
not yet fate
so unforgotten
motley debate 
misbegotten cemetery
where love is
has always
been buried
neatly draped
beneath beguiled
undermined deeply
wretched hearts
I've not forgotten
fetching souls
extra impetus
exuding exodus
cosmic truth
penitence of sorts
wrath of pestilence
that ancient
sore spot
where rage
crazy love
becomes fire
replete insanity
crazed eternity
complete creation
should relevance
desire's place
could inanity
ever be some
utmost space
reframed vanity
abstain from payment
reclaimed severance
some sense
commonly in being
egocentric form
ominous as that
finding elemental fight
what cost spiteful
relevating truth
real recompense
what is elevating
true delight
when we are
really lost
already fashionable
truly gone
but sentiment
fondly cementing
cruel convention
into that
not forgotten
deep trove
senselessly far
foolish intention
regretful script
pitiful fuel
unsettled contention
no sound bottom
uncertain concern
can't be wrong
seeking consolation
if you found it
all that even
some odd goodness
dig me up
unearth all
my resounding
reverential prayers
sublimely boundless
forever refine
our buried fears
with whatever
evidently sacred
grounded within
love's spartan grave
revere everything
your credential things
rehearse love
reverse somehow
finding fears
now sadly
rhapsodies of tears
perhaps elementally
in mad time
unforgotten perhaps
even tragic love
shall raise
its abysmal glass
toast infinitum
reveal eternity
truth being love
creation itself
beyond relevance 
past elemental
perpetual dread
heart gone
dead head
soul gone
readily infernal
that carnal blast
simply being
effects affects
electing reflective
infectious love
inflective continuum
beyond mindless
contrived zombie 
creation caste
can be
nominal recreation
breaking down
formidable love
reason of sum
a loveless mask
burning season
soulful miscommunication
existing in yearning
true resistant love
celebrating regal
mind energy
cerebral calibration
stern yet humble
radiating love
heart beat 
consistent revelation
thrust steadily
romancing stimulation
being courageous
embrace humble
compassion's crumb
concept admiration
invite righteous
numbing prayers
om mani padme hum
creative giving
perfect light
remind me love
divine comfort
blessed Ra
surely beloved 
truly frightful
living's rightful sum
resent sometimes
sorrowful night
even inglorious
courageous days
those crazed lost
things in flight
creation is that
love divinity
ready that
sacred tone
somberly universal
so too unity
love's infinitum
moral one
word into light
divine truth
majestic love
lost virginity
creative thought
summon love
resign to destiny
everything lost
that fateful love
folly not forgotten
creation's irreversible
relative holy
selective black holes 
those dark sums
fueling beguiling
shattering stars
unearth begotten
reprieve suns
gather those
scattered souls
receive invitation
find forgotten
mindfully relative
to lost love
mix that 
water and fire
true fluid love
sweet burning desire
our creative place
all this time
that lost space
something forgotten
bound in cemeteries
distilling boundaries
those unmarked graves
mass bristling love
something profound
that familiar
lost cryptic place
filled with love
grounded by profound
love and joy
now this reckoning
soundly unearthed
what we are
sadly buried
once being grace
already lost
this mad yearning
this human face
breathing love
eyeing this
evolving blink
this crying cemetery
fanatically blurred
more than hurried
this deep grave
revolutionary age
modern living
has neatly dug
but we must
plus stay brave
relationally engaged
this human race
have children
what we
is this
gracious love
truly wanted
or dead and buried
no pastoral marker
no compassion
leaving nothing
mysterious intrinsic love
giving's accosted space
no gracious stones
no discerning trace
we are already
whispering lost love
furious ritual
graveyard tones
 

        * * * 

 

so now
sit here
still alone
after all
computing years
wonder just
how this
wonder happened
just where
you now
how here
did we
get lost
land here
this rocky
imagined stoneage
unfamiliar present
accent foreign
crazy desert
remember place
passionate love
outstanding stonehenge
one nuance
intimate fragrance 
upon nuance
bloom time
when you
true radiance
were we
both were
romantic love 
hold me
both us
held you
rich commitment
licking honey
each other
admittance now
crazy charms
embracing arms
strange somehow
love though
flew away
take all
magic wonder
blown away
crowning karma
stealthily away
wondrous guesses
wrap love
fond kisses
love caresses
address all
minding movement
those lips
things that
grinding hips
special tongue
eyes we
wanted what
sensuous smiles
things we
thought would
always last
still critical
night fittingly
bleakly returned
speak openly
shift breaking
tilt love
believable dawn
mold something
evidence decries
present drowning
crying love
please leave
absolve me
I thought
absolute caring
somehow solving
us darling
resolute frowning
I thought
somehow daring
I could
might rightly
see dying
no fright
but lives
blind crying
your eyes
beauty thought
too madly
both us
flying somehow
another space
try leaving
abandon love
us both
that spoken
place those
what tokens
these hearts
broken bleeding
voices really
needful parts
human bonds
where both
have lived
together soundly
love tried
blame insanity
profound pride
love's vanity
becoming folly
place receiving
precious space
like home
lover leaving
just laying
both there
storied feeling
of us
played out
that midnight
haunted dark
another display
speechless night
stall zone
nothing daunting
startling really
my appeal
shattered souls
all wishing
upon stars
our sacred
lost feelings
right now
has love
somehow gone
far astray
sleeping dreams
let love
crave truth
see us
repeat above
knowing somehow
love explained
love couldn't
forever stay
shattered dreams
we come
fully scattered
ever willing
never truly
perhaps understanding
we'll wake
finally see
mad love
levity really
truly sad
barbaric love
never dies
all us
both you
so me
precious sparks
those we
both then
shall now 
address forever
recall somehow
blessed love
confess precious
recognize possession
pressure marks
our fissured
frail hearts
alliance remembered
perhaps somehow
treasured love
we'll wake
see someday
that place
where love
lives sublime
swooning kisses
swaying love
blooming mystery
misty rainbows
carnal history
brilliant dreams
sensuous wonderment
pondering sea
resilient love
wondrous grace
be true
love embrace
both me
both you
but now
I'm down
gotten somehow
here on
my knees
save forgiveness
for all
I've done
ask truthfulness
if only
ruthless love
we were
ever even
rightly one

      * * * 

 

something breathless
still hungry
borderline reckless
monster razor
anguish gliding
thanklessly over
familiar ranks
imbibing bitter
drinking mystery
tangibly sharp
linking myriads
senseless things
what if
tangled brings
frantic banks
fanatically full
reinventing velocity
think monstrosity
tick tock
guttural reciprocity
one blink
reliving time
every knick
linking knack
connecting fractions
into factual
relatively actual
responsive day
just that
atomic sun
begetting atoms
regretting fateful 
solar eruptions
sunset tracks
bleeding east
trending west
beget timid
kingdom sunset
act terminally
seeking freedom
north briefly
addressing south
maybe best
just really
confess being
fellow worth
tick tock
hollow earth
following ceremoniously
lacking vigor
figure myriads
add Siegfried
desert pyramids
furious love
plus Sigmund
blazing rigorously
scurrilous talk
elastic screams
wake me
when reactive
plastic dreams
become that
curious dawn 
finally arriving
what once
we had
just can't
ever forget
wishing upon
pleasure stars
ritually praying
measuring mystic
virtual night
give into
each driven
marvelous dawn
drawn astray
try balancing
alluring love
stay impartial
lastly measure
that faraway
between two
haunted worlds
knife edge
what treasure
seems righteous
does love
pleasuring strife
ever pledge
even invite
driven between
two romantic
undaunted hearts
imagine running
straight lines
across insatiable
genuine life
swerve contemptuously
crossing love
defining temptress
slitting wrists
treasure razor
refining wishful
something maybe 
fabled bliss
tasteful scarring
solemn death
daring tattoo
fire knows
what Epictetus
convictively wrote
eventually redefining
exposing lucid
marginal realms
ritually deep
bright lights
sparkling feats
blood red
Epictetus notes
ghosting insightful
virgin oracles
even morally
those deep
boasting orally
devotional feasts
what death
sincerely denotes
trust mysterious
perhaps resist
lustful cutting
ghostly pursuits
lest Epictetus
trusts eternal
turning over
crusted fraternity
perhaps thrusting
internally within
recently rusting
that ancient
stoic agent
lying buried
loving grave
dismissing heartfelt
inner love
hurried bliss
love's jury
being formal 
conviction's edge
keen razor
remarkably entitled
engaging phases
bloody left
marking right
ruddy places
eviction poetry
describing dying
stark violence
rearranging misbegotten
tempestuous stages
denying begotten
temptress something
still attempt
even believe
redemptive courageous
self righteous
eventful rages
rivaling concise
pleading eyes
crying signs
tick tock
lucid time
mock wanting
more giving
artful love
perhaps more 
razor love
clever maybe
purpose haunting
still brazen
cruel love
fresh blood
rather daunting
this razor
my friend
wakes up
shaking things
broken blends
shaping forsaken
into mistaken
tick tock
pretend adhoc
tantamount time
love sighing
slice defining
friend itself
until love
frightfully vying
reckless love
finds that
commendable try
minding emotion
what compassion
passionately sends
bending images
what feckless
love itself
dearly defends
blind razor
refined dying
what reverence
reverentially sends
blistering indifference
what love 
influentials edge
ritual insistence
razor rends

        * * * 

some  times
things happen
what about
our reaction
shifting dunes
that creation
loose sand
but as
things stand
things happen
demand explanation
ample planets
blue moons
simple admits
ruination too
that place
crippling fits
relax now
some times
things happen
raging rain
freezing snow
but still 
some how
light enlightens
liquid flows
daylight happens
life splits
nightime knows
life's psychedelia
forbidden shows
fair diplomyelia
sharing right
sharing wrong
sharing poetry
sharing song

       * * * 

 

so you
mystically move
your magic
delicious arms
like passion
compassionate feathers
floating together
those perfect
passionate lips
making me
simply quiver
your eyes
catching each
every spark
radiant light
reflection beseeching
something movement
never take
for granted
your legs
describing everything
your body
what could
should love
ever do
with such
wondrous features
just maybe
I saw
caught you
in that
special way
where purity
behooves you
where charity
freely plays
those clouds
mysterious clouding
kind of up
our world
mixing sup
our minds
but then
I look
at you
see all
your grace
I melt
inside myself
seeing beauty
your face
so I
truly move
wanting more
of you
no knowing
just how
or what
I should 
ever do
your splendor
moves me
such slender
touching nerves
caressing me
my hurried
expectant soul
when you
rise up
fly away
I wish
I might
fly too
follow flying
where ever
flight may
mysteriously go
but truly
all that
untouchable mystery
you are
every part
that's you
makes me
simply shiver
makes me
always wonder
your movement
taking me
so faraway
from where
I thought
passion stayed
your lips
so kissable
your eyes
entrance me
maybe this
just dream
may God
be magic
heavenly stars
willingly fall
let me once
forever know
your heart
isn't mine
your soul
as it
always goes
flies away
from where
I stand
leaving love
in some
private place
locked up
that space
only movement
could ever
open wide
but I'm 
standing still
compassion waiting
for love
to fill
me up
let me
see you
in that
perfect light
watching you
soar away
to some
foreign place
moving you
which really
that reality
seems true
seems right
this love
I feel
pure water
I'm drowning
my anxious
avian soul
my naked
brazen aire
that movement
life demands
streaked sky
inside us
treatise fire
burning up
yearning light
burning movement
my love
so move
radiant insistence
lifting us
far above
where we
always stand
in time
reborn here
knowing alive
kind love
seeking us
wanting purity
taking us
hand in hand
sure movement
to divinity's 
divine place
God refines
your lips
that movement
your eyes
life devised
so all
your perfection
might prove
perfect love
does exist
mystically holy
driving thing
love movement
simply can't
ever resist
like that relevant
universe's kiss
advent movement
delicious love insists

           * * * 

 

you know
when
I think
of you
I can't 
help
but feel
that I am
diving deep
into your
vast ocean
I'm plankton
some whale
scooped me up
just like Jonas
I've been
like him
nearly inhaled
yet regaled
spit out
bet now
i am
treading water
forever hoping
I won't
just sink
pray drowning
if some
eruption
astounding play
ice age
corruption
just happened
I would be
abruptly encased
in all that
sincere
severe cold
blue ice
glacier solid
more than
I have
ever been
I try 
to be
somehow liquid
even virtual
immortally fluid
I am 
still swimming
just yawning
simply dying
to reach
try you
fertile land
once again
somewhere
blessed
upon your
rocky shore
so here
I am
surely floating
sleeplessly adrift
in this
deep blue
aroused sea
if I
go under
eventually drown
would you
even see
that I tried
sometimes though
that ebbing
reciprocal tide 
is just
too strong
consider all 
this salt
victual water
I've been
soaked through
strong vinegar
weak acid
pickling my
salted blood
has asking
finally turned
kick-ass
fine or not
tricky brine
this is 
how it is
a final wave
this salty
carnal world
I have fault
gestalt memories
if could only
save us
some how
forge fraught
engraved with fault
all my guilt 
maybe love
has given up
no you are
both of us
but if only
maybe I could
finally somehow
save us
my stilted
shifting soul
geography
that is
monogamously fitful
Artemis sinking
submerged in this 
caustic salty brine
just somehow
just trying
to somehow
just survive
whether
both ours
or is it
only mine
that finally
truth sees 
some true light
let fruitless me
a finally checklist
recklessly behave
be a beggar
reside with me
my bear cave
guess checkmate
show me
enduring continuity
some fate
fitful rudimentary
elementary relief
a soulful blessing
somehow saved
from ungrateful
oceanic belief
love has
is ever
ingenuity
not just some
frantic storm
intuitive grief
raging sea
raving disbelief
those carnal
striving dreams
never let us be
I think of you
lost love
so that is what
I can't help
but always see

       * * * 

 

so that
moon rises
somewhere
out there
argonauts traveling
human journey
around that glowing
brilliant moon
maybe dreams
planned projection
dreams seem fine
as that precious moon
speaks to us all
speech isn't always
so refined
I'm traveling
in this resilient
somehow
so very much
has changed now
yet still 
in some way
so much remains 
may be 
that very same
still it's about
true love
isn't it
every adventure
that's all about
each heartbeat
love
isn't it
maybe
it's about
God
that surreal being
still it's about
love though
God is love
so we have
been told
feel it
if it's in
your heart
if that part
of your soul
wanting to go
around that moon
fly to heaven
but not too soon
such is life
all this love
more life to live
yet pain and strife
so that
inner vision
far out
in outer space
riding that
knife edge
one slip
just a blink
that moon rises
somewhere 
out there
taikonauts and cosmonauts
different environments
aeronauts and aquanauts
even most modern
clicking internauts
modemality
router alley
yet still
brilliance rises
talk about resilience
instilling curiosity
mindful adventure
objects of desire
this human journey
time after time
measure after measure
sometimes all that
precious vibration
will be 
harmonious sometimes
even rhyme
sometimes even
oddly glorious
time after time
storied us
time after time
after time

        * * * 

 

something magical
do you ever
have those dreams
that incredible place
dream world
taking us away
into some other
magical space
I have to wonder
just what was real
those recurring themes
unreal intimate scenes
like needing a toilet
and not finding one
maybe you do 
eventually find one
but it has no door
okay friends and folk
that is velveteen
what about space
some far off planet
some surreal sun
even flying through 
that extra special place
God help us
maybe we're at sea
everything in time
just endless waves
perhaps in time
some spectral tide
even rain
those suicidal dreams
even fire
or just about to fall
catch me
in your loving arms
see me cry
maybe as I die
in lonely dreams
it's just karma
all that relative stuff
far off in some galaxy
light years away
you'll wake up 
someday when earth
isn't where you stay
something magical
about it all
having those dreams
about that magical place
so deep sleep
sleep and dream
majesty may visit you
holiness could touch you
that sacred space
you'll marvel at
tears can take us there
fear can drive us there
something about all
those magnificent dreams
something extra special
about this human race

             * * * 

 

should we
just stand still
or take
a step ahead
take one
step sideways
or take
a step back
should we
twirl around
look back
from where
we've been
maybe still
forge on
or should we
try to fly
like we
are free
or should we
turn around
drive back
into history
that is
life's mystery
just what
to do
just what
to think
just how
to turn
or twist
or shout
that is
living life
breathing being
perhaps some
reckless night
God will come
take us
by one
hand in hand
even if
we can't stand still
God will 
find us
karma's sentience
just good will
so stand up
speak will's sentence
give direction
live your dreams
seek repentance
share your schemes
speak independence

           * * * 

 

it's genius
each veiled
creedless mystery
feeding such
a brilliant
genuine delight
but maybe
this world
it's something
even demons
flushed down
some slimy
hellish drain
but still
isn't it
utterly miraculous
blowing all 
our mystified
confused minds
maybe we
somehow will
perhaps dream
our way
navigate out
of this
disingenuous mess
it's something
I must
truly confess
that simply
always seems 
completely surreal
gravity's misadventure
if only
killer's bullets
weren't real
if only
applauding bombs
didn't fall
all that
flawed history
marauding psalms
confusing us
all those
nefarious politics
leaving us
severely broken
forever pondering 
even wondering
ever wandering
isn't though
just wonderful
staunch life
where children
all that
every innocence
all that
what was
almost good
is torn
ripped apart
by those
that should
be setting
some thing
even good
an example
something instead
of cruel
bitter war
causing grief
yet instead
bloody greed
steadily mar
ready relief
double crossing
so many
needlessly die
fall bleeding
those things
that might
have been
something beautiful 
even sure
those things
that could
have been
beyond blind
mysterious ritual
loveless nothing
but victims
horrid gore
all those
loveless lies
that we
are told
all that
pitifully phony
that always
forever unfolds
what sort 
of revolution
does it
bloodywell take
to change
broken things
make things
spoken better
maybe God 
needs to
simply arrive
grab those
faithless guilty
by their
conniving throats
pluck out
their lies
evil eyes
tear out
their cold
deceitful hearts
maybe then
all that
marauding genius
would reveal
unveil those
curtained mysteries
so we
certainly all
could live
certain brilliance
so we
forever all
might give
faithfully share
our world
which just
makes sense
but then 
all those
demented despots
hiding secluded
always scheming
vainly they're
golden towers
while innocence
unfolding everything
that was
once told
as perfectly
seemingly good
is sent
unceremoniously rent 
dreaming hell
like they
all should
so in
all their
fucked up
total inhumanity
thinking they
are smart
saying they
are great
some people
do see
all their
shifty lies
causing all
shifting this
worldly strife
shoving tawdry
garish knives
into every
good soul
shoddy causing
this world
to bend
bodies bleeding
what if
virile sun
simply refused
to shine
what if
all oceans
simply turned
to brine
what would
we do
would all
even those 
brilliant leaders
all those
smartly genius
simply say
it was
our fault
couldn't be
wasn't theirs
but really
who truly
fucking cares
who doesn't
always wish
they were
grandly rich
more powerful
who doesn't
pray standing
for more
give me
hordes more
sordidly maybe
it is
all illusion
affording maybe
it is
all delusion
even certainly
it is
utter confusion
some believe
in all
yet those 
richly powerful
impertinent lies
some believe
God is
still on
their side
while God
stays away
uproariously laughing
at us
all this
roaring war
making everything
that once
was almost
even good
so dearly 
heaven pays
nothing is
every going
to be
alright again
so much
is lost
brilliance isn't
even in
within sight
that genius
left us
simply escaped
our world
when propaganda
took its
virulent hold
its deathly
cheerless grip
making innocence
light itself
self immolation
destructive fire
with all
war's grizzly
untamed desire
with all
our forgotten
happy dreams
so now
just us
drowning here
dangerously crowned
by this
choking mire

       * * * 

 

jesters silenced
FUBAR to say the least
a mutating virus
this flourishing beast
is it just us
or those gathering vultures
or is it just them
relishing another cannibal feast
or those words we speak
FUBAR parading
that truth we seek
those poems we write
jesters silenced
FUBAR parading
as enlightened right

           * * *  

 

all my grief my love
this pain and sorrow
resonating in my soul
all that sad and sorrow
my heart has come to know
if I live to see tomorrow
I hope that sad sorrow
doesn't continue
to magnify and sadly grow
what if joy and happiness
would come to ease
all this pain we've known
perhaps my heart
would find some goodness
that fleeting joy
happiness has sown
all that fragrant beauty 
we would like to know
virtually always see
if only all that fragrance
wasn't always lost
in love's costly forever's
but never forgotten love
precious joy and happiness
could still be you and me

               * * * 

 

hey man
those 1920's
dancing flappers
short skirts
those rebellious
fashion sheiks
after war
then man
those 1930's
modern hepcats
hepsters and hipsters
all about
jazz man
hepjills and hepchicks
all about
jive slang
all that
cat-ologue swing
then man
more war
a beyond thing
that 1940's
hip bebop 
counterculture scene
that was
a dig-it thing
challenging mainstream
those cats 
and jazz cats
musicians blowing
hepster dreams
zoot suiters
with their
baggy flamboyance
counterculture cats
loving all
that jazz
all that beat
razmataz man
getting beatified
all that
beaten down
those non-conformists 
seekers man
jive slang talk
cool attitude cats
all that
beatitude poetry
those slick moves
that beatified walk
cool grooves man
beat into beatnik
jive slang man
what a cool kick
then all
those hipsters
true blue niks
more subculture
those poetic words
then Korea gore 
so stoic damn
beatniks man
ultra-slick
those 1960's
turning tricks
hipsters into hippies
those wanna be's
young yearning
twisting hordes
lordy wanna be
jive and slick
then Viet
fucking Nam man
blowing off
every lid
evolving into
jam man
showing off
those cruel
tricky dicky licks
dancing jive man
into that
acid groove
psychedelic chicks
showing off
those naked
Woodstock tits
what a fit man
what a cool groove
now those
preachers man
beach gurus 
where they sit
more counter culture
a steady
ready move
poetry man
that slam 
so sure
taking off
for moon man
dreaming meth
ecstasy and cool
surely stealth
soon man
all those kicks
fantasy and groove
counter culture man
still making
hipsters move
don't be
square man
be a daddy-O
where ever doll
if you try 
you can man
fly into that 
sutra show
just go man
jump off
that poetic cliff
parachute free man
new-hippies
into neo-hippies
spirit free man
those back
to that
land chicks
peace love
and freedom
something all
hip wants
living in that
groove man
churning ultra-modern
resisting tricks
all that modern
insanity man
all that fresh
sanity and clean
pulling heads
out of that 
deep sand man
still seeking
perfect shangri-la
coming out
of those strange
awesome clouds man
coming down
to earth man
trying to recover
from being
so deranged
all that
fascist propaganda
strange drumming
range of sound
all those earthly 
vibes man
that are never
truly over
all this new
hip and groove
modern woman and man
arranging something new 
modern tribes man
something absolute
and clever
solutions modern
truth behooves
that something
real endeavour

         * * * 

 

now
we are
digging 
our own
graves
some day
soon
we will
bury
ourselves deep
lost
in unholy
ground
what choice
might
we have
before
all cherished
light
goes out
one
last time
grant
us patience
good
will help
us
some day
finally
find sacred
shovel
a holy
place
integral space
where
we will
lay
deep within
mother
our earth
finally
one time
perhaps
all our
dreams
aren't so
happy
after all
maybe
god will
remotely
come take
our
feeble hand
lead
us all
home
to that
sacred
where place
does
virtual holy
abound
so let
us
still dig
deeper
keep digging
our
troubled world
dream
let us
dream
that sacred
place
where justice
purity
absolute tranquility
most
of us
want
to be
when
we are
finally
one day
found
in that
deep
cold grave
where
eternity keeps
saves
our memories
so
completely profound

         * * * 

 

this celibate
carnal mind
what is there
to celebrate
with that revelated
animal kind
what if
faith and belief
truly elevated
with all that
unengaged kind
if that sacred
imagined egg
remained unbroken
universal outline
remained unattached
never fertilized
remained unhatched
what might 
this planet be
a molten site
an uncertain place
grinding contrite
folding rocks
where tectonic plates
meet drifting sand
where sightless God
naturally left
creation unadorned
void of concept
never ever left 
a vital living mark
just barren nature
forever touching
a sterile world
carnal creation
never raising
its revelated
praising hand
God's elevated
revelating finger
never creating
sentient life
out of holy water
refracting sacred light
never celebrating
abstract life
into earthbound man
nothing righteous
a mindless state
besides drifting
tectonic plates
and those
celibate rifts
of barren sand

        * * * 

 

so you think
you have
your answer
but so does
your brother
so your mother
remains silent
with her prayers
as your father
bends to rent
his gathered shirt
tear out
what is left
his tattered doubt
so you think
those words
some rant and shout
you think
they somehow
truly mattered
you hear
pretentious garble
relentlessly pouring
intentionally down
some so called
holy mountainside
where truly
sacred water
seeks holy ocean
mixed and stirring
those holy words
you thought
you heard
even thought
you understood
but tortured blood
my contentious brother
is something
you should
always respect
communicate compassion
deliver peace
with soulful passion
truly empathize
in every dialect
find that
real caring
still can exist
within your heart
your precious soul
peace and love
humanity my friend
is living there
real truth
and precious love
beyond all this
wretched human
collective despair

         * * * 

 

something deep
inside me
being self
some where
deep within
my lonesome
hermit self
I keep
determinedly searching
looking for
my intentional
true self
maybe someday
I'll find
play out
me conventionally 
knowing all
that I
concurrently along
am me
just myself
so see
trusting something
blew into
my world
from some
distant place
giving me
fortunately new
this open
third eye
granting me
this reflective
internal view
so as
I breathe
I see
reflecting myself
I find
meditative dreams
so my
contemplative life
all this
collective colour
all this
introspective mind
such deep
ethereal sea
relieving blind
so still
firmly believing
I see
true self
in words
I write
my garden
where that
spirit grows
all this
blessed fruit
sacred creation
teaches us
explicit me
my inner
breathing life
something progressive
growing right
sowing introspective
expressive light
some thing
that is
marvelously free         

         * * * 

 

stupid stupid
stupid war
stupid people
go to stupid war
war makes people
more stupid
more and more
just plain stupid
stupid stupid stupid
stupid more
stupid rubble
stupid trouble
stupid stupid
stupid gore
if no one went
there would be
a lot less stupid
stupid stupid war

         * * * 

 

so I laughed
when you 
tore me apart
I was hysterical
when you 
threw me
to those
hungry dogs
what if I
wasn't trapped
always shackled
to this forlorn
maybe I would
laugh hysterically
at what delirium
is simply left
of my torn sky
atmosphere plummeting
down to solid
destructive ground
if only love
would be instructive
whatever should
I ever
constructively do
if I could
surely commit
invest and remit
manifesting fire
ultimately redirect
insanity in my life
my careless desire
share and reconnect
fashionably darling
to something
I could laugh at
rationally disconnect
from everything
I laugh at hysterically
since all that
raucous desire
is never cautious
sometimes even dire
when you throw me
to your pack of dogs
when you tear me up
shackling me forever
to your clever gods
when you laugh
as I ignite myself
into yet another
raging fire
I can't help 
but bother
wearing grief's attire
to wonder
why laughing
is that odd sign
of something
truly amiss
something that is
truly broken
something that is
really trying
even those
argent words
that have
been spoken
laughing raucously
words that
wound us up
grinding us
founding madness
with love's
marginal tokens
we end up
wrapped in sadness
always bleeding
we wake up
broken and crying
some mystical
newly found
unsound revelation
laughing maniacally
while rapture
grips us
as we always
end up dying
so as I toss
my broken heart
beyond grief
that raging sea
I still wonder why
it couldn't have been
just love my darling
enveloping both of us
navigating true devotion
entranced by love
that blue deep sea
passion embracing
both of us
together love
just you and me

        * * * 

 

if I thought
I possibly could
maybe I'd see
things differently
when I say
I viably might
perhaps my dreams
will come true
as I take
that conceivable step
without stumbling
on that multitude
of dangerous cracks
what would this
exacting universe
eventually say
speak about
real truth
asking illumination
to finally come
where things
arrive whole
instead of broken
lives and poems
needing some sort
of essential revelation
but what if
it constantly rained
every single day
earthquakes deciding
tsunami is art
some relentless day
we'll likely wake 
rub our eyes
with religious grief
knowing each heartbeat
is only for
our incidental sake
realizing knowledge
doesn't require faith
any obvious kind
of ineffectual belief
when our ailing sun
reveals its inner self
remembering beginnings
thundering as it goes
exultation going nova
exposing that millennia
of our deepest fears
maybe mother earth
will break in two
asking for nothing
not even tears
completely absolved
with that given 
resolved evolution
that revolutionary view
when ample God
decides revamped God
now has had
simply quite enough
revealing inner self
finally telling creation
that every single star
once excellent
compels light
quite glorious
to be reabsorbed
God's eternal right
so this existence
really was and is
a dream of God
a single thought
that spoken word
makes perfect gravity
take marvelous creation
God's inner self
all that eternal
infernal subjugation
once has been
what formation taught
once was
so complete
and artfully wrought

            * * *

 

creation undulating
mother breathing
God imagining
nature surviving
if that ancient
spirit still decides
to come home
what may come
so if
sacred water
regains it all
it's a gift
that mother gives
it's a dream
that God has
wanting us
human beings
to live and see
what is right
to give and be
forever existing
in that sacred light
this blessed journey
we all
are on
this sacred path
us humans
must travel
before we discover
none too soon
that giving light
such a blessed gift
and sacred water
from Almighty God
giving all of us
good Mother Earth
sharing such sacred
this blessed life
so as we dance
around our fire
leaving nothing
but blessed elk
thundering buffalo
sacred tracks
we continue
as we need
dressed in holy
continue to feed
our sacred attire
honouring blessed
sacred fragile
our human fire

         * * *

 

it's snowing
again today
all my heartbreak
this rigid pain
laying quite still
almost silent
upon that suffering
frigid snowy ground
if spring manages
to ever come
maybe I'll hear
some heartfelt song
perhaps a songbird 
will come to sing
maybe my heart
will bleed less
when that song
is readily heard
if words could lift
my wounded soul
if sound and harmony
would somehow
bring some relative
harmonic cheer
maybe then
I could be
feel less broken
just being me
still in my dreams
I dream of you
those long gone days
where we shared
mostly perfect love
those long ago
ghostly dreamy nights
where we always cared
about those brilliant
bird song mysteries
soaring and singing
chosen by heaven
from hauntingly above
but now my love
those dreams are gone
all those beautiful feelings
we constantly shared
as we lay together
refreshed and blessed
in your secret garden
holding onto precious love
secretly living there
when we were all alone
I remember that
precious perfumed air
I remember how much
we truly cared
something still remains
that magical colour
of that pastel wind
as an ocean of love
washed over our souls
as all our perfect love
told us mystical stories
about all love knows
my bones ache now
nearly as much as
my broken heart
still somehow
love's miracle words
seem lyrically spoken
even though my love
we've grown old now
remaining so distant
so heart broken
just remember love
life is mostly
dreams and art
while love remains
so damn insistent
yet we still remain
so far apart

          * * * 

one last kiss
before I say goodbye
something gone
one last look
deeply fading
into forever
where love lives
your sparkling eyes
then I'm gone
far across 
love's raging sea
maybe then
we'll wake up
on some distant shore
once again
embraced together
maybe love
will speak up
giving something
even more
one final kiss
my darling love
one last embrace
feasting with sweet love
embracing bliss
writhing together
passionately remember
together one last time 
our compassionate kisses
all our treasured passion
one last time
we let passionate love
embrace and kiss us
let us say
heartfelt goodbye
lightning love
igniting souls
inviting good
for God and us
that perfect place
where we once stood
midst blessed grace
as all things should

            * * * 

 

it's always been
so peaceful here
thus secluded
in my secret cave
something reclusive
receptive monks
those conceptual hermits
just adored
but now
that gentle peace 
lies torn
ripped and broken
most people
have never been
bombed or gored
but now
evolution is likely
some critical
virtual end
more catastrophic
unconditional revolution
seems certain
something viral
very near
now that
atomic words
nexus tweeted
texts of disrespect
openly spoken
if effectual dreams
could cure us
dismiss our hate
desist our fear
what clever scenes
could we ever dream
would true tranquility
finally find its way here
there is something
I must truly confess
this raging current
contagious fueled reality
might suddenly become
absolute and crystal clear
where is that
forgotten place
where true love 
wants and feels more 
where cruel greed
and outrageous hate
this staged myriad
of human sinful traits
should gratefully disappear
as would traceless
unconditional mass execution
and all this
tasteless fate
since we'd all
be in a place
where depressed
those poor are less
where graceful love
dreams less horror
where sentient life
will faithfully endure
still less stress
perhaps if we wore
a more cordial face
we'd find this
sordid bastion world
much more loving
even a peaceful space
a magnificent garden
a consistently wondrous
even paradise place
presuming lords and masters
barbarians won't feed upon
our disturbed human race
assuming all our growl
such remarkable hate
howling war and restless fear
doesn't consume us all
entomb all our humanity
leaving not even
finite fossils
any human evidence
of ritual continuity
just infinite extinction
even all those
respectful monks
in reflective cells
their spiritual caves
leaving an actual planet
without a virtual prayer
or any willful trace
any saving hope
of some holy grace

           * * * 

 

religious Zebediah . . . 
standing stone still . . . 
abhorring rhythm . . . 
breaking drumsticks . . . 
chewing harmony . . . 
those resonant notes . . . 
into little chits . . . 
every single thing . . . 
calling all around us . . . 
all these blasting fits . . . 
as this fanatic world . . . 
twists and turns . . . 
earth burning up . . .  
our Mother morphing . . .
leaving coarse ash . . .
grieving charcoal . . . 
those remorseful bits . . .
still yearning . . .
chillingly I hear . . . 
Babylon screaming . . . 
everything mashed up . . . 
all those vocal quips . . . 
as Jerusalem burns . . . 
churning in fear . . . 
Zebediah falling . . .
onto broken tribal knees . . . 
praying token something . . . 
articulate only . . .
what spoken God . . .
might ever hear . . . 
dare to kneel . . .
we're nearly there . . .
as reborn Babylon . . . 
this modern Zion reality. . .
condemned it burns . . .
Zebediah feeling . . .
God is dreaming . . .
we're wandering . . .
even crawling . . .
defiantly reeling . . . 
does God truly care . . .
with all this , . .
flame and thunder . . . 
all this brazen blunder . . .
innocence spurting blood . . . 
what would God . . .
simply speak . . .  
what should God . . .
openly say . . . 
or even dare . . .
that burning bush . . . 
those Holy words . . . 
this sacred place . . . 
where we are born . . . 
to live and seek . . . 
yet religious Zebediah . . .
standing silent there . . .
feeling very holy . . . 
wanting ego . . .
to behold sacred . . . 
seeking untold blessed . . .
religious Zebediah dares . . . 
while recidivist war . . . 
invites contiguous corruption . . .
all these mad hurricanes . . .
all this arresting eruption . . .
brings humanity to its knees . . .
while virulent God arrives . . . 
contesting Zebediah's prayers . . .
all this worldly disruption . . .
detesting every burning bush . . .
something David and Solomon . . .
those sorrowful holy cries . . . 
drowning in desert tears . . .
deservedly frown upon . . . 
as for peace and love . . . 
mournfully pouring down . . .
from soulful heaven's gate . . .
but revelation is too late . . . 
so relevant God . . . 
that infinite . . .
Holy finger . . . 
has touched us all . . . 
made us wonder . . . 
let us seek . . .
yet religious Zebediah . . .
something fallen . . .
everything but meek . . .
religious Zebediah . . .
incoherently unbalanced . . .
thinking he was chosen . . .
incongruently able . . .
thinking chosen . . .
meant entranced . . .
religious Zebediah . . .
imagined enlightenment . . .
where he thinks . . .
he's always been . . .
yet never . . .
truly chosen . . .
on consignment . . .
rivers of sacred . . .
universal Holy water . . .
can wash away . . .
unforgiven mortal sins . . .
religious Zebediah . . .
never close to complete . . .
unable to maintain . . .
remain upright . . .
even imagine in kind . . .
that sacramental . . .
burning bush . . .
or actual God's . . .
infinite Holy feet . . . 

          * * *

 

I hear old dogs
out howling
something desperate
such basic hunger
other raging dogs
rabid pack animals
raving into howling 
something unfavourable
not just simply starving
more virtual howling
anointed with sour
dressing obstinate greed
moreover each personal
appointed wobbly need
pointedly messing up 
more of everything
hobbling irrational serfdom
bejeweled bitches whining
their perversion defining
every foolish kingdom
disappointment stinging
dry bitch bags
unable to feed
pups and whelps
those ragged hags
vying to remain rich
defining maga help
armies of tag teams
wild howling dogs
some shot up
shut up into bleeding
others ground up
flagrant errant bombs
lover's of tombstone tanks
rolling over them
mortars speaking loudly
back and forth again
roaring unnatural language
old howling dogs 
perhaps finally understand
all this futile war
brutal feudal screams
crude war dogs fear
explosions breaking bones
drones causing moaning
oddly rattled bearings
shattering Sodom's prattle
vicious grinding gears
Gomorrah's battle mind
defeated bleeding soldiers 
wishing they were home
relishing Babushka's perogies
instead of daily feasting
on personal excrement
splattering impersonal trenches
neat piles of resentment
scattered here and there
a rapid collection
relentless aggravating
those constant grenades
more frontline perfume
navigating bitter bullets
death enhanced by gravity
mortal aroma entranced
within that battle stench
pulling life down
into shattered pits
still a smattering
of ratchet howling
old dogs licking
mad hatter wounds
while young dogs
lay there bleeding out
as wretchedness sounds
a fetching recipe
for every battle call
but those old dogs
far from frontlines
keep relatively safe
entrenched in deep bunkers
for each bleak breakfast
they drink vodka neat
speak in foreign tongues
so no sane person
understands or hears
all their demented howling
making our floundering world
shake and virtually spin
ripping out quaking hearts
each token dead body
etched by broken souls
every dreadful soldier dog
once alive and howling
screaming and scowling
at each blood red moon
those old assaulting dogs
crowned by scalding battle
their unenlightened war
presidents and generals
drowning in delight
all that gold braid offal
such degrading ballroom light
huddled masses
astounded by this gore
afraid of losing innocence
reticent because of war
still old dogs howling
aided by excreting horrid
shouting exalted evil
speaking dead meat lies
such morbid humanity
shrieking orwellian hate
all their bloody flags
tellingly draped around
war's fruitless state
howling old dogs
touting propaganda
so freaking loudly
in their hatchet fight
all their sinful execution
grinning followed closely
by their rabid bite

            * * * 

 

so we are
searching
wanting
seeking
needing
unification
so time is
leading
feeding
peaking
reaching
daunting
impeaching
unification
time must be
continuity
unity
perhaps clarity
disparagingly
testing
impunity
confessing
disparity
contesting
immunity
addressing
all of us
resisting
so in time
socially insistent
moral investment
though we feel
so far apart
without unity
all that connection
time won't renew
between me
can't be
somewhere
with you
time is that
blazing finger
of fiery God
reaching out
constructing you
with that
time line 
instructing me
perhaps within
those moments
mounting time
we all must see
love affords
amounts of time
share daring love
a graceful chord
everything given
within doubtless
astounding time
perhaps boundless
caring concord
relief of overbearing
painful stress
in lordly time
a masterful caress
something meaningful
an eventide of joy
something wonderful
surely enlightenment
a lasting peace accord
some lasting light
purity cast upon
this vast earthly mess

           * * *  

 

wandering through
everything resonating
somehow reaching
morphing universe
corporal vibration
if we think
moral libation
untold heights
top to bottom
in reverse
reach inside
down deep
keep inclined
to that
mountain steep
outlined verse
under ultimate
personal control
engage surreal
existential multi-verse
some of this
uncaged resistant denial
evidence of that
seemingly irreversible
elemental vial
that ethereal image
a personal stronghold
engaging tactful Will
a fact of able
that silver backed mirror
you won't see me
bold or fabled
or wholly catch
simply peace forever
desire enabled
a deniably sober
factual glimpse
when all
of actual this
suddenly disappears
when all of us
are lost asunder
where all of me
even all of we
are broken mirrors
shards reflecting
chaotic thunder
tokens of lost
this frightening blunder
encompassing lies
fiction from between
a tyrant's pursed lips
our salivating torturer
chanting emperor
your palisades
of war cries
their lasting cost
as this last of us
Mother Earth's
vast sacred host
so recklessly chained
being under that
theoretical fat cat
strangled and staked
under that heretical thumb
blinded and shackled
by all that
yearning raging cackle
politico chat
undermining freedom
unimaginably numb
with all that
racist fascist fear
reminding us that
hell and danger
being always mindful
remains forever truly
always very near
 

                                                   * * * 

 

despite everything
no matter
frightful time
even enlightened
or what
brilliant dreams
or when
sublimely divine
despite life
hard times
all those
righteous challenges
that have 
simply lived
managing over
given time
still everyone
first born
then lived
despite everything
then died
no matter
just how
we came
to be
or even where
whether crawling
perhaps we
treasured flying
every noble calling
still all this vying
even worldly air
we all breathe
is oddly neither
just yours
nor mine
despite what
trying views
anyone's mind
might think
despite all
this worldly
populace gain
still earthly
lordly refrain
those real problems
our modern pain
all this tragic
sustained suffering
how can we
solve enough
beyond all this
buffered rough
fairy tale magic
something that
truly matters
such precious
elementary gifts
all this air
all this water
so we might
breathe life
here we are
drinking revelation
God so willing
this earthly
blessed incarnation
breathing sacred
blessed air
drinking holy
blessed water
such precious
earthly wisdom
despite everything
our errors in judgement
this blessed garden
divine elements
relevant consummation
fulfilling ardent
spiritual elevation

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Red Sea
parted living
liquid God
take a breath
weathered Moses
set foot
a measured quest
on that giving
ancient place
speak of dreams
lofty in that
prophetic space
people it seems
swept up
in that
immigration race
out of one
mitigating desert
into some other 
world of consuming
singing sand dunes
Moses reassured
camel backs
a desert ass
once carrying
pastoral truth
along with
that unassuming
spectred wrath
of assuming man 
those stone tablets
resume God
that burning bush
so tell me
what treasure
whose commandments
can there ever be
besides a prayer
pleasing God
let me see
pleasure my lord
let me be
desert leisure 
X into Y
enacting Z
of factual things
we actually buy
what can
everything is possible
go wrong
let me fly
but we 
all know that
spectral truth
is just a sip
of ceremonious poison
a wretched trip
drowned in sweet
Zionist vermouth
so Gaza parted
while trying Egypt 
standing silent
reported violence
just outside
their Palestine
purported door
while resigned Moses
standing there
stares out to sea
wondering what
about Jewish justice
wondering who
not just God
would next
be set free 
just like old
pondering Moses
wondering exactly
if not you
then why me

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Comrade Lenin
never thought
too bad
but this
Trotsky died
deflected sad
so literal masses
reflected mad
logistic pride
up then down
more spiral
than cycle
a pathetic ride 
no brilliant up
trial knows this
we virus survivors
constantly rising
subliminal oceans
comets don't forget
seas are coming
asterisk sun visors
reality's radiance
converging incisors
surging into
radical regret
so we are
totally smoked out
how many kernels
completely burned up
seeds recently downed
drowning in record floods
swirling hurricane politics
entirety blown around
whirling in high wind
factors like slurp
detritis left overs
those tangled things
like frothing suds
conjuring mangled
like urgent sin
crazy wartime
tangible blood
mindless scuds
Comrade Lenin
your internal
migrant earthquake
changing urinal
at stake atmosphere
nations caught up
in that infernal
reverberating wake
headily still
Trotsky pissing politics
gutted and insane
would have been
fanatically worn
been readily born
yet so forlorn
so utterly torn
Comrade rice and corn
even red potatoes
get spectrum blight
which racial battle
should be political
or be heretical
profound ground
those radicals
soundly lost
muggle gangsters 
hooded thugs
racially salivating
white nights
factual cannibals
a gangland cost
sightless and wandering
rightly left
taking over
selfish self pleasuring
pondering up
hill measuring dale
recording down
covertly capturing
downfall earth
stature drying up 
evasive CO2
so what
rapid rapture
did that
insipid crown
solve cooking
resolve fire
shake life
give a grappling sigh
hanging on
by intentional hook
an eventful reaper
evolving humans
resentful re-education
by conventional book
collects gold
accumulating diamonds
by stealthy crook
pulling humanity's teeth
so this apex
glacial ice
endless mountain
solid stuff
hammering us
remodeling life
as we suffer
rough folds
those remarkably tough
oddly smooth
strangling holds
some where
please please us
please let me
finally find
appeasing mind
sacred springs
a compassionate kind
some time
before that
foretold end
each passion
that free kind
revoking fascism
needing to
invoke rational
a truly spoken one
humanistic find
defining token officiality
social sarcasm
prophetic chat
emotional tradition
micro movements
conservative worms
Stalin's comments
reconfiguring norms
incessant barking
whipping republic dogs
Edison knew it
rigging up storms
why not profit
a metered grid
some regrettably new
social manifesto
so much daring
though morally
worthless words
those mixed up
profitless messes
crutch sharing
silly cordial sentences
marking Lenin's
even Putin's
ordeal place
stamped on
Trotsky's file
they sorely knew
those immoral
wretched intentions
corruptible inventions
marked with blood
remarkable politics
spewing red hot
construing words
like lava power
rivers of molten
irrational flowing
into outer space
more over sinner
this winner
human race
wearing this
tearful whining
war face
song birds fall
colourful fish fail
displaced tigers
violently roared
such a primordial place
more than primal gore
forward into horror
such emotive places
authoritarian grace
elemental dictators
daily marvel
thumbs up
openly applaud
rich into richer
their idol God
but by and by
two thumbs down
frown upon instigators
secretly disappear
protesting mitigators
something like Trotsky
an icy situation
similar to dicey Lenin
or that
current president
which reptilian alien
resident then
lord and master
enthusiastic cheering
drinking fresh blood
securely holed up
surely hunkered down
in confounding bunkers
those elite women
those elitist men
surrounded by astounding
founded in fact
golden ballrooms
each intact buttress
a dictator's zen
each castle fortress
a murderer's den

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