Saturday, May 15, 2010

Advanced Jo

Yesterday it past a test
this is the farthest I've gotten
I slept with the Jo last night
and the repair job was incomplete
and it stuck to my sheet
but dried and ready
for more tests
still nameless
and brandless
will it make it
and recieve its mark?

The Throne of Light is Darkness

Thats what it says
but not what it means
made in the image of me
written by my hand
orbits within orbits
fractal topology:
smile, cry, get angry
cuz despite varying effort
at the end of the day
you are just like me.

What is Your Rank in this Political System?

You see in my Omega state
I need to feel significant and be great
and this exists in impossibility
imaginatively
but still reality
if only an eddy
so it becomes greater than great
a wonder of wonder
the Alpha state.

The Living World (complete forbidden version)

Why should we poke our heads out?

Why should we cry?
for power and resources
for struggle and survival

Why should contentment laugh silently
at ambition and waste?

each time confined to unconscious reactions
when it matters instinct takes hold

Why should we stumble over judgement?
Why should we follow their lead?

such an infinite place
why stay in culture
when only one life?
________________________

I know who you are
bright morning star
consealer of truth
revealor of holiness
hidden in dawn
dying in dusk
connected by no other
than primate lust.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Chastity

Levity
there is a missing sink
and love biodegradable
the shelf life stinks
what a view.

Brevity
quick meal and an ironic state
birthday cards
and plastic plates
toxic gifts
an a laughing blubbering fool saying:

First a woman having everthing
and taking more than she should
then a woman having relatively nothing
takes nothing cause she can't.

What do you want?
a rock and roll band
no you don't.

What do you want?
my poetry published
no you don't

What do you want?
you
no you don't.

Now were talking
why do you speak through a bush?
. . . (no answer)
as footsteps fall away
I say: Why do you talk to a bush?
now were talking.

The King of scar chasm
invites the devil with outstretched hand
and calls forth legion to rise from fallen swine
and casts forth performance in prayer
and goods from behind fence hidden
and masked with bark divided by a fence
and life threatened
The King commanded to do what is already being done
where are your things?
the cartoon asks at the pearly gates
but he says to me I believe at this time
Where are your prayers?

You will not remember the blood from the streets
you will not remember the rainbow water
shame for you wishing to die
when its time to eat the feast of the beast
who is wrestled to the ground
by a child avoiding important business
gets the crutch from the cold and burns dead offerings
and its throat slit for the blood to sanctify the polluted earth
as fire spews forth purely in spirit
devouring the hollow past
creating what created it
giving life to what is ghast
swim.

As I reach out to swat in superiority
I retract out of pity
and this is balance
complexity
fattened in the middle
I teach the only soul listening.

You You You You and You
I own this land
and I will take it from each of you
simply by cutting your power
and you all will be no longer
shadows of the eddy son.

She had everthing
and took more from me
she has her nothing
and won't accept my hand
this is Irony
hug a tree
listen to me.

Gravity
assume the position
I would run from thee
but buttress time
to collapse the temple for thee
but me
I am cold in a kite
a dragon in a child
and separate you did from me
just as I asked of thee
giving me a hard time
indecisive
not really
babe philosophy:
the farther you go
the lesser you see
don't get me
balance sliding on a tree
muddy
I will sue the placer of the rock
cause I hold the copyrights of me and thee
and this place that supposedly
created
see.

Insanity
lovely
unimpressive
just
simple . . .

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Council of the Nothernmost

I wish I was wrong-
but that would just complete me-
but it wouldn't save me.
So I had a little talk and I am right.
So I win no matter.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Partial Faith Protects Mankind

Faith is held from me
for I am just a man
and for me to feel just
this Earth would be destroyed
a toy
stool

Faith is held from me
by self so great
that this anger satiates
and forgiveness
is hidden

Faith is held from me
because my vengeance
is ugly
and my birthright egnored
step forward
melted wax
like a dead stump
broken open
harmless ants scatter
carrying their eggs
their marriages
and their children's marriages
flood of flame

My faith at an hour
where life overcomes
and fallen is the facade
spirits fight because they've seen in my eyes
a conquered world their weakness could not overcome
come my full granted faith is not far off
stomachs growl.

Monday, May 3, 2010

The Dreaded Lion

The afro seed
tall in untouched
short in mowed
a spreader nonetheless
vitamin A

The dreaded dandelion
seeds matted together
roots deep
jonesing for release
but the lawns are home

hear the buzz
weed the leaf
the dreaded dandy lion
skipping pleasing
harvesting
kicking
may gall
guts and integrity
weed the weedidicity.

The dreaded dandelion's seed
spread in wind
or children playing with wishes
happily
may the head pop off of the ranker
and weedlike children
crawl out
spreading
twisting
mythology
to perfection.

Now cut out the lazy humanity.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Moonlight Bleach

Where the rocks are so old
they are bleached by moonlight
where the rocks are so old
this is no longer believed
where the rocks are so old
they are melted and shattered
fermented and battered
where the rocks are so old
they refrain from these sayings
and have heard every rhythm
the waters display
where the rocks are so old
they've forgotten to remember
the science and knowledge
where the rocks are so old
baby land is not home
where the rocks are so old
they have fogotten what's gold
they have listened to war
carriage and horse
drums and jackhammers
rusted metal
poisonous flows
where the rocks are so old.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Her Blurred Last Words

This is the time
it slowly slips away
the guardian toad
keeping me company
on cold hard road.

A fourth dimensional
distraction killing
talking to amphibians
theraputic evolution
mitigation
as they pass on by
dead to the intent
of a child's eye.

The chords
he whispers and picks
yeilding the superior voice
unshackeled choice
box churning
windy music.

Talking- chat
company- brat
maintenance of a rocky time
jump the curb my friend
I cannot not help
it's survival of the fittest
relative the the buzzing tires
my flesh is inviting
keeping me distracted
come on buddy
wear warts carried
see haven's grass
moist due
ephemeral long lost knowledge
just some moments of freedom from road
remember the time ship projections
I Love You.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Wormhole Virus Sayings

One line jokes
creativity chosen
fear for friendliness
social ties woven
cloven

tongue split haven
raise sense for sayings
a dozen jovial expressions
depression weighing
heavy

and this rhythm coming on back
mind slung sling dumbfounded slack
black emotions giving reasons
no fine line in changing seasons
dreary leaky misty treason
growing old dulled senses the reason
hack

reiterate
copy paste
spreading viruses
and teachings heathen

and what is this slowed to haltless saying
mind on knees and tearless praying
forgetting water rushing
social error blushing
and a hand takes hold
to pull her close
and take what she wanted from warnings
abhoring all loving emotion
pain inflicted
hooked inflection
infestation
of poetless sayings pure.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Impianto

Impianto
di morire per la sopravvivenza supremo
per sempre
dolore delle caratteristiche ~
uccidono le curve
dell'impianto.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Soul Day

Secret white noise
Prayer behind doors
imperceptible
herd grazing
all sprawled out
finger tip oxytocin
timed traveled
segmented
correlated

cell phones
reaper village
small random
words
there is no need 
mist right away
edge of grass
code crass
base vase
impressing
ghast
hallowed eve.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

OKay

Legitimate intellegence
simple arrogance
hidden in fancy lettering
feeling ok.

Down dumbing
mind numbing
quiet loving
reaction;

carry iron beyond
hand held carrion
drown in stones
best just
ok.

Stretch definitions
mind projections
fault caught reality
incarceration
dedoctrination
immolation.

Several touches
embrace chains
shackles of fingers
heart beats.

It's ok
action word thought
here is now
pain somehow
justification sought
stay.

Have to go
chilly in snow
low down degrading ego
grated in world alone
when power leaks
in water streams
freaks freaks freaks
diligent dreams
geeks.

Ok now this outlasts
the silence of snow
the beat skipping heart
the laughter
the whore
the I bar
made for the home
alone
it's ok now
carry on
life is done
rot in love.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

A Stark Cold Hotel Room

There is a melted hole in my pack
from a fire one day
and I blamed
but denied
fault

so sweet
I'll sew this hole
to keep the rain out
but the one in my heart
is a voracious singularity devouring everything

even healed as much as I'd hoped
and the blame is the same
so sweet
so smart
any other way there would be no plumes
on either end to view
so no blame falls
on edge of horizon
dancing
barefoot
the heal of heals
and in the midst of overwhelming happines
the predator strikes
come back to life
death at the falls
and one gone over

Punched the heart
now beat forevermore.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The Next I Must Meet

After so many years
the dreams are still real
a curse with what I feel
my love wounds never heal
my scent would bring you down
and you'd laugh at how I clown
and you'd scream
I mean

you'd come when I call
but your power holds me
they are everywhere
I'd love them all

and in bed
I say you said
our lips would die a cause
entangled forevermore
any lid my eyes see through
red yellow and blue
is it wrong
how much I miss you?

Am I sick for still holding on
to every love passed through my door
my heart can barely take this much
and I invite more to come
one by one they are ripped away
maybe someday
someday

roll the dice in the hay
my back is tight
succumb to my scent
love

this dream cannot be spoken
written this is proof enough
my love you will always be
yes you
and you too

this is so corney
but this dream never fades
I will love you all forever
so this I must bare
cause ownership
you all find unworthy of me
and alone I sit
so wonderful and sweet
here comes the next I must meet.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Hungry to Swallow Death

Beware of the Mountain Lion
fear the Wolf
There are more packs of cigarettes
more pride in politics
spirits of the wild slaughtered
are strong in profits of cattle
the sheep are safe
Earth's balance is great
and Heaven's vengence Irate.

The Reject

He says: Come!
and spend time with me
they treat me like a reject
like a mystery
some stuffy old jealous meanie


He says: Come!
and spend time with me
sing timmy
I'm lonely.


I says: ain't no mystery
need and practice spirituality
sing to me maker of chords
think with me maker of myths
find joy in vehemency
see what I made formality
be vanity.


He says: Come!
spend time with me
they don't believe in me.


I says: so it was made me
I spend time with me
no reject
no formality
make it be for every me.


He says: so it be
But I am first
and I am last
Come! spend time with me.


We will make the wonder of dreams be.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Bad Poetry

Fallen trees
turn trunks to roots
and branches to trunks
and when they die
there is more life
in the rot
than in the living tree
and this is bad poetry.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Explaination of Difficulty

Real or Fantasy?
which was left to me