Mother Earth!
Your smile stretches the sagging seas,
Teaches them to waltz in waves
Smile 2 3
Smile 2 3

BAM!
And tangible laughter is back from above,
Where those eyes pose with love,
like Crescent Moons - Grinning Cat eyes!
Cheshire Goddess,
Take me home with you

Teach me how to sing to the core of my soul
Nurture me; Guide my heart
Make it so the Light deep inside
Is liberated from Human Desire
- As yours shines

My Goddess Earth
I adore you
Wont you let me be your flower child?

I wonder if my soul is showing
- Is it hanging from my neck?
Or perhaps you're the one
With x-ray sight
Spying in my depths

i walk with strangers
and become stranger with each step
soon no one will know my face
and the world might go on
completely unchanged

Dearest Emily,

Your face - a clock - poses on my Brocan wall
And I find in myself those which are -
Soulfully and so Beautifully - Yours alone.
Let them burgeon from the Missing Eye.
But pray you - E - for the sake of rainbows,
Largo - for the pen..

Until the Sun grows dark;
Most always Yours,
Coraline

sohardtojuststayalive
whenwireslikeideas
setfiretomyvisions
atnightsweatingoutof
myafflictedskindampening
thedamnsheetsican'tget
offmeandifeellikeimgoing
crazymyheadallundone

im a superhero, see?

there's something - everywhere
and i am the wall
the empty chair, the smell of perfume

bits and stings

it is for love
i take pen in hand
for search of natural beauty
in the letters i blend

i ask, how do you hold yours
and for what do you stand?





theodore i adore,
our glances made the skin of my core soft
and my thoughts whispered your name
despite our predicament
and though - in his - my hand remained
you showed me tenderness
and i longingly remember
the cool voices of Boys
and your hand on my waist, even when our eyes
were but part of the door




sticky beat
in the green after three and
all the rush is now stalling
on the brink of
"god, grant me the serenity"
the scene slides down my
back to back
10 to three shift
at the black coffee
behind-the-bar
sugar stained job
where music comes first!
..conversation later

IN THE GRAY DAYS STANDING -
VACANT IN THE PAST,
MY PUPILS MET - TO MAKE YOUR GRAVE
WHERE RAIN FELL TURNED AND SOIL AGED

A VIOLIN YOWLED AND THE EARTH
WAS QUELLED BY SORROW, AND DIRT
FELT SOFT AND INVITING

THERE WAS MUCH SORROW.



(more to come..)

does she consider you -
with fire eyes and an open heart?

when your smiles align do the stars burn out or
as you make love to her, could
you really claim it love?

and her skin, does it saccarify your lips?
my mind goes awry in pursuit of these nightmares
i wonder the hours into decades

as i stare into my mind
i find the walls are neatly lined
of memories and salty smiles
that make it harder not to cry
the lasting impact you have made
will be the remnant i must save
.....

break the mirror

i intimidate you
dont i?

do not hailstones boil in my gaze

before they strike the roofs of minds?

can my words not break an ancient heart?

disenchant the stone mirrors that seam the vestibules of the soul

so that passion - a forgotten scene! -

flows crystalized in colors bred by imagination and bliss?

your courage fails when my tongue sets fire

for in my own pierced glass

i have found her -

Coraline!

when you see a tilted picture
or blossom in december
think on my enequaled ways
and give in to remember

provocative

come uncut my ropes

the veins that wind across and into
-i like it soft-
my bloody heart
-i like it when you touch-
the starch of my existence


when we're hot

saving the world

you put cuffs on my curled lips