Pachlebel
Pachlebel
I hear the pianoforte
it takes me to a place of green and mist
Poetry
248 works
Blue Impulse Control
The color is so lite
creamy even, like a blue sky
a smart shape, it's tasteless
Of said
Why should one wait, the hope or dream
the patience has been given as obedience, not virtue
one will receive what one despises, at their will
Kite
Rip my feathers from my back
the gravity reasons their faith!
the pillow I make from them
Split My Brains
Do you remember " let's talk" ???
perhaps I was seated on the toilet ranting
I think I was trying to say something...
The known
in search of the metaphor
of the truth
bounded by 25 gods
A sigh
The glimpse and its belongings stopped
I was afraid
along
Booty call
Death came in the room
upon request
and I laughed at her obedience.
Nine
In the empty space that surrounds my being
appeared a solid mass of delusions covered with dirt.
The breeze tells me nothing
\”Transmission\”
TRANSMIT INFO: to me... bits, bytes.. this bites... virtual teeth
RECEIVE INFO: compacted places of fluff.. brushed off words.my stance is balanced. strong core. leaking fluid. slowly...
TRANSMIT INFO: slide your touch along a smooth granite wall. twinkle is the way of this stone. crystal smock.
To the light!
To the light!
The army was marching to conquer.
In the camp, in the night
Betelgeuse
Twist your eye to the sky
Light leaps into your retina
Consecrate the photons
Wrong
stepping in, left and right.
right as wrong can be.
in the ether coagulant spins
Creation Cycle
after they made the day, its end
a cluster-keeper was needed, the year
from there, for ergonomic reasons,
Keep it Real
You hurt.
I hurt.
You hurt.
Moments Gone By
You had more moments with me
then I had with you,
and yet we were both there,
F.G. Lorca
In the dawn of the battle
the army was dead.
No one has stopped. No one has stopped.
Look
look there where they could not see
where we are blind
the bait is not taken
I traveled the land
I traveled through black land
gay land
meadows of white trash
I
I look behind, seeing the unlost
I stop
breathing as usual, formerly