Jealousy

For this verse I was researching
when that day the darkside turning
so I budded off a beast
that I hunt now in eddies swirling
time of day
dreams dileberate
and when the kill that we will feast
from the callouses I was earning
a hate so great sublimating
pray
say I am just now learning
that beast is not returning
and forever will I strive
to kill it before it dies.

Mixed Water Waves Tangent

Extended past the fountain
only in reflection
rusted

step past
pace and view
heated water gushing

mountain to maintain
thigh bursts
cramp

bare feet walking
gold golfer
boy

heat humid past
ghast ghost white
dance thunder
brimstone fire

dire 
need quenches
and comes pure again and
aging simple.

The Disinformed Cliche Of Gaining The World And Losing Your Soul

See
half of I reflected
an unknown whole divorced
unrooted

Whether it be god
the spirit world
the ideal
the good
the unconscious . . .

half of I reflected
umbilically bound
I jump to fly
sound in mind
the choice.

Without the mirror
I am as grass
mowed in mindless haste
and blown away
nothing.

But half of I reflected
whole soul
world dead
I chose
and trod through thick grass
in pleasure.

Venus Rising

She sat washing something in the creek
unknown to me dusk raised
with a filling moon
last days of the Evening Star.

She spoke not a word
her smile periodically
looked at me
I wept.

She waited for me to choose
to be on our way
unknown to us this dusk
'till November moves.

She really wasn't there
like in a flood the water gushing through
the hole in the tree near where I sat
Morning Star rises.

I wept for her there
because she washes the unknown
this project I project
a narrative of home.

Comfort
in plain sight
side by side
bound in our horizons
two as one
with no formal vindication
from outside forces
judgements
trust is a joke.

She washes
in water
from creek
I weep
in joy
at home.

Earth

Hundreds of hot springs
due fill the valley
and quakes snake the river forming
in the absence of wings
a King's cave comes thrusting
where he'll hide his jewels
that secrecy horded

Time turns over
this land now pumping
it mixes like blood
sliding as roots gently attempt
to puncture sand like skin
that glisten like glass
in the heat of the rising sun

Winds trickle down
the shafts of arrows flying
from consciousnesess rising
entering again a war
everlasting

The foot impress
from species ephemeral dancing
trying to sense erotic pinnacle
battle standing at end
again and again
tastes the salty river
for the vision to entangle
nuclear molecules
on boards of black sin
only the finest
spread abroad

And this red
sheds deep
to co-create
ancestor's wish
Children.