i’m on bus again 092615
For your safety, watch your step and I’m on the bus again.
And how deep is the sea?
Where is the sky when you need something to look up to?
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i’m on bus again 090515
I’m on the bus again and when was the last time I saw you?
When was that baby born?
When did they develop such scorn - for me?
The Umbrella
The umbrella was a nice color.
The people passed as they often do
Uncertainty on every face as if to say;
Calf
Barren
Risen and orgy and late
I learned not to die by my hand by a hope
Garret days
Shinny day today
More or less today than any day
Other day
Mother nature
mother nature, the whore
STD-ing any cloud
The shadow
Decircled
Run into the night
Unseen by mortals
Hide
DarkWoman
And so I see the world with black eye whites
I touch you with dark hands
Your insides are less than white
Hope’s Quest
Hope arrives quietly
unescorted, without fanfare
Hope doesn't understand she is not welcome
Languageless
If I were speechless
How would you receive my whisper?
Would you decipher my thought between comas?
The one I knew
The immortal I met the other day
Had died
I’m told
Sleigh
In the morning, that night was gone
I hooflesed my horses
One by one, a meadow at the time
Hahah
Ha, ha, haha
The laugher was there without the hahah ha & ha
Was above the unstoppable
Moral undance
Naked, by the moonless breath
With visible hope, unfogging glossy moans
Destatuing the unrisen
Speciesless
From head to toe
He left
He went
A la …
Trust stone's soul
It will dance your mirage
Closer & closer
Desouled
Naked, naked dancing in thought, in flour
unreaped from grain
Deloved by yeast
Deequal
It was equal to me
minus te hope
As I go
Concrete roads, cemented
Going only
Left or right North and south
Lost Mate
Majestic crane, passing overhead,
where is your mate? You fly solo now
yet once you soared wing to wing.