Unavoid

Understanding
I cross this bridge alone
this aching pain
eternal and present
the out lay of my love


as I blend
no mystery or fate
grander that this belief
that all is I
again and again


but no weariness
in bodily fraility
in this box
all to inspire
is a caw of crow
or the shift of ice
or ancient footprints
left minutes ago
the doe


cobwebed
mind all drown
in desertlike
town so manicured
mayhem to come


oh bye word spoken
disaster renoun
when on other shore
these red foot falls
this aching blood
this youthful body
sweating for life
in unimportant eddies
dancing like birds
sports and beer
ape flatulence
and drool


beating growing
like mushrooms in absence
drained of humiliation
I embattle
the last drop of my love
gushes the thrush
and the call of a juvenile hawk orphaned
bids me on to perform the rite

to change complicated solos
to simplistic fun
fancy verses
to aid in self doubt
and this fellow feeling hollow

far from spent
the ocellations
of the mathmatical osprey
cartoonlike overhead
monetary jargon dead
the male gorgon said
as he shook his dread
and it all rolled up
his emotion frayed
the judgement of some childish world
grey and dark
carrying weight too heavy for the Earth

this chrysalis
shared relativity
no one may stop
when it is whole in the end
when it is home once again

Subjection

Eddies within eddies-
fundamental corpuscle-
reduced to truth-
every level above is equal. 
Is human subjection exempt from the fractal perceptions and projections it experiences?
Does belief in even the silliest thing hold less weight in the outcomes of billions or the one?
Can insect net capture
chaotic knowledge
based in egocentric
disconnections
adhered to the push
of universe?
What makes this so special?
Know truth
fear the answer
turtle
world and soul
free will
band aid
base and supreme
cure
age
heal
judge
recognize
hypocrisy
was is to come
payment recieved
monster concieved
pushed
gab gifts
dead eyes and a wink
deep in esoterism
empowerment
meaning
blabbering banters
walk run breath
dance
this is what
but the why of why
is not that much more complex
if not less nothing.

Tape Skin

This frayed edge
tedious annoyance
slight pain proper
pull it off

deep bloody agony
stripped at length
hovering in neighborhood
a dullness you can't cram
in babes watching arrogance
hellos and good byes

walk the ladder hold it up
bring it over there
bring it here
rip off the hang nail
peel the tape skin
make it in the world

shaking the spirit
loser geek
nerd poser
one and all
libidiny
dumb questions
transcendentalism
onanism
fall to your knees
suck my finger
the wound is deep
I bleed.

Water

If you don't use your falls;
your errors,
you are not dancing.

If you don't symmetrize your mistakes
even in oddness,
you make no music.

If you take not advantage of slips and slides
and tragedies of mind
you are not living-
you're a rehearsed technically flawless recording
a writing.