TIRED SLEEPING

i'm so tired...
this is taking so long...
life...

what has to do...?
is what we can't see...

the blind darkness...
without...
touching...
love us...

hate...
where...?

awaiting us, we await...
gone...

these boundaries of physical...
we hold right one with the other....
all...
pain, without hurt...

tears of the water...
lives our body...
in unpronounceable incomprehension...


MY TUNE

singing the tune of a rhyming voice
in the gardens of mythical deliverance

seeing signs of hope...in a spectrum
beaming, sounding, the noise...
of ears...listens forever

in the dominion of everlasting


THE KEYS OF SOIL

growing, the seed spreads
calculating movement...prime relief, in tension...
we hold, then grow

sprouting...
energizing...
seeming in,...
stepping the stones of wings, we eat the garden and leave

heaven, gone...
here we come
squeezing, dying, with intensity we confirm...
our bodies of eternal scars...promising...

wearing uniforms of terrestrial compasses
the gates of us
eating the garden we grow


FALLING WETNESS

the clouds in heaven...
ring the voices of earth
upside down, the color of white...
reach the forest arms...

colors of red, rainbow, hold us...
clouds, sleeping the sky
harmful peace...it rains...
the question of weightlessness...
gravitational...

the clouds cry stringing harmony
gods acknowledgement...

sounds of song...
when?

the bell of our chest
bursts, the harrowing within...
forever...all directions receive
hope love

configuration
my character an assembly in the universes of voices...
the single soul, a separated mass...

clouds, we live under...
upon seas of seeing...
love

it wants
it cries
when
forever...
love...

AT WORK ON THE COMPUTER

the computer:
1- a square with the size of a mini television; the dimension of remembered
information compiled into a crossed-texture of processed manipulation.
2-a program of manufactured waves of light.
3-the forgotten reminisces of consciousness rendered to the integrated
boundaries of memory.
4-the relation of controlled unpredictability censored within the assaulted
mind; balanced between places of exposure, abuse, cathartic reign and
divisional study.
5-information burned into the human eye which enabled the time of life to
pass away like time spend and located in the logic of the underground world:
Hell.


MY PLEADING

i'm suffocating...
i don't know where...in my body...
i can't breath...life...

monstrous, a beast in my body...
lives, preferring coldness...

lonely, sudden, i'm melting...to a corner...
a puddle, in diagonals, the soul jammed my body...
have i ever left?
light...

an aimless universe...gone...
the name of time, nothing...

dots of stars...
my eyes...

ground to walk upon, the sky...
wishing of gods feet...
a puddle...
pricking...the finger of waves...
in my puddle of liquid angles...
and breath...

stone, solidness without...

taste my tears...
please...

because still, i'm hurt...
my hurting...a happiness to live in...connection...

please, i hurt you...
please, i'll never stop...
hurting...
so...please...


I DIED

help me
surviving, my dying
everything in my relation, unconnected...
lines transferring dots...
a communication unspoken...
everyway i'm lost
guiding, my heart...
a path...
misleaded

in me i can't find...
help me

i'm in the outside, which is inside someone...a spirit transformed to a
thinking thought of mind...mutilated by devotion of hunger unsought...caught
in deranged love of ghostly appearances...motion the disaster of fluid
energy...

i'm scared, so

transform...my nothingness

seeking a reality
never, i don't find...
found...

screaming...my scratching tears
tare my face...
pieces of
lines, red coming...
off

i died...


OUTWARD MUSIC

no longer, i know to do...
i no longer know what to do
i've stopped, no further
i hear the music of imagination...
ears folding
yielding, it grows to a go
nothing changes...

a separation connects an entire whole...the bone an intermission between
depths of flesh...an ocean the association of feeling...the pain drowns...
my music an instrument...
my body, the basics

i was severed from heaven
i lived inside wombs...
i don't remember...

i hurt
myself...

my love, a giant tool, generates the infirmary of lost unity

my sadness always lives...

i hope

waiting, my conclusion...
my conclusion a speaking silence
breathing, held...

TRAVELING

Electricity gets bored going back and forth
side to side...
left and right, up and down, getting hotter and hotter and hotter...........
neverending...
like god, going back and forth, back and forth...
up and down, neverending...
left and right...
diagonals...every which way
getting bored and lonely...


IF KATIE WERE A FLY

if katie were a fly...
what would be?
the wings of dirty fabric, outlaid...

a buzzing

in the wind, a speck...

a northern sky, rising against the sun, mearly a netted silhouette of
illuminated presence...

the shadow of a hundred eyes
casting it's spell of migration...it flies...
buzzing...

little flapping

walking the jerking movement
the slapstick of a swatter banged
leftovers...

katie, the once winged beast...
reincarnated...
now the jungle of hungry katydid...
green...in the leaves
still, katie


PENCIL SOUNDS

the signs of a tapping pencil
sound...
tip tip tap...
fast...
at work

hand with a pencil, under a desk

dots of signs of sounds
tapping the overlapping

pictures of feeding manipulation
piercing the dotting dents
in periods of time
all being formed
with the wood of carving
strait...

and pushed together
like air

separated

in dots now
that penetrate
like slivers
in and out
that can come...

tip tip tap


KATIE

katie, i think of you
all the time

katie...
your name...hurts
your face...devours...
mine...
my heart...

your body dwells
forever in heaven...

in a mist, the surrounding disrupted, your center prevails...your core, the
heart of those framed around, rotating your soul...
like planets...your pull within...

the space, your love
your eyes...the fire of stars...
always burning...
erupting in calmness
seen in oceans of you.............

WHO I AM

seven rooms
the panicked alien
three rendezvous
with game rama

invisible clubs
in a choking lullaby
fight to survive
monsters

edward returns
from sleepy planet, hollow with hands
the apes of man
with black bat scissors

downward machine, broken hate
fills the spiral, the pretty fragile
and lies the abyss


KATIE SO MUCH

katie,
my pretty cupcake darling, my twinky of tenderness, my flower of all
flowers, my divine falling pedal, my clear drop of a lovely rose, my hope of
love...
forgive me...
forgive my stupidity in not remembering your future absence...my future
loneliness
rather forgive my absence in your last day of presence
it's missed muchly of me, your presence
your wonderful presence...
filled with amazing energy...your eyes wide, holding my frightened gaze,
filled and deep with the depth of oceans never touched...
i dreamed...
awake, i contemplated the stars that formed you...the sky near, but nothing
i've touched...
the question why...?
katie, ringing true, so much, i care...
forgive me not saying goodbye...
i listened, thought and remembered...
i still do

SUN & MOUNTAINS

behind the mountains, light bounces
my whereabouts, a distinct shade of following reflection...

without there would be nothing

glaring opposition now existing as never...
my heat a thickness of air
the air unlit

a beckoning of my all, entire...
my soul...never lifted...
a sorrow of greatness
reconciled, realized no

the platform of light unshaken scrapes the sky...penetrating
unknown...desired as worldly creation...removed in a stuck destruction...
the world unseen and still singing
in my body...
lying within is the weakness of mind...

broken legs, wrecked body
hurting

the water of eyes...
oceans never end...

time, long ago, i started...
and end of the coming...
why?

FIRE

the girl of brightness, my smiling mind...
her eyes the oceans of eternity...

the sun, big, endless, atomic of passion, sets over all...
these settings infinite...our end the neverending explorations of bondless
boundaries...

the separation a pain without limits...

her face the power of a lonely god...
trapped within...

body, her, the motivation of needs, pure with intent of hope...


OURS

words are my body

thoughts, my mind, uplift the longing of god...
in me...

i ask and hold...
bless me

healing me he tries, seeing me, she does...
in my body is hers...soft...
inward i've seen...her
in myself...

i cry...
so heavy...
she bears...

why...she loves me...i hope...always
please...

letting go never, please

please...

breath coming out of emotion...
it hurts...

again, i'm still crying...
water...
my stomach...
her in her...

can't
no!

come with me...
to the heaven of ours..........

BANGING SOULS

rotating the circle round huge
tiny and within hating but loving
turning our souls banging
our hearts throbbing with pain
the sun setting in movement
we move then die in heaven
and float forever in fire
god of element we pray to
it holds us in arms...
that never end

ONE GIRL

jessica
the seeds of flowers, falling gently, can't evaluate the entire beauty of
you...
your face of full eyes, exquisite beyond the measure of boundaries, hidden
behind the beaming sun, eclipsing the spiral of heaven, in forever...
your hair falling vines of delicious fruit...
everlasting...
jessica...
within
your heartbeat, neverending, moving in rhythm of calculated pace, renders
divine blood...
proceeding in levitated pattern and in synch with the bounds of pumping
love...
your body the reincarnated enactment of gods kindness...
your fingertips the lines of wavy weight...holding in them touch, devotion
of a driven lust...
wanting, needing...
carrying the opposition, defining that feeling, your sight holds energy...
pulling...
the center of your gorgeous eyes, universal, with stars, the tunnel to your
outreaching mind...
jessica,
all directions you love...jessica, your body sees the feel of
overwhelming...
you are you..........