Sanctuary sessions with broken boys.
Swearing against the self-involved.
Ego Queens, spitting adjectives, flipping, flapping, rotting and bloating.
Entitled Yeshua handing out meals; devouring stale bread and piles of swimming beasts. Suffering illusionist using Words like a golden calf.
A ficus cutting from Ashoka's daughter, a bough who lost her golden child.
When I's and eyes are dissolved, infinite blackened holes, wafted memory-shadows, selfish offspring.
But the tears are soaking and wet and endless endless endless!
Just one more warm safe embrace, foolish suffering, and attached.
Friday, June 20, 2014
Monday, June 16, 2014
Howling
Give(n). Live. Why wait - Open-lighted.
Heightened Magick Passionates.
Skilled. Lessened. Festooned or tightly vibrated.
Seven, Five, Twenty. Thee Seeker, Tweaker.
Layered leveled binary responses.
Seated, tabled participants. Howling.
Heightened Magick Passionates.
Skilled. Lessened. Festooned or tightly vibrated.
Seven, Five, Twenty. Thee Seeker, Tweaker.
Layered leveled binary responses.
Seated, tabled participants. Howling.
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
kaleidoscope spinner
kaleidoscope spinner
tongue wagging
caged beak
little beast
featherless, foolish, and foul.
scent masked
senses tasked
carnival tricks
every fraying card
praying for a false and weakened
suitor.
in the buying market
targeted hearts or
counting coins?
billing the willing and killing
the dillusioned.
and silver spills from your lips
whilst you dine at my
expense.
tongue wagging
caged beak
little beast
featherless, foolish, and foul.
scent masked
senses tasked
carnival tricks
every fraying card
praying for a false and weakened
suitor.
in the buying market
targeted hearts or
counting coins?
billing the willing and killing
the dillusioned.
and silver spills from your lips
whilst you dine at my
expense.
Monday, June 9, 2014
the Me that never existed
greening, slick, rock-like wooden shadowed earthly, unmoving fixation relationships objectively solid, wasted words never spoken, never screamed, ripping stitched magikal frightened boyhood chalky sentences wiped away like a bloodied lip from back-talk.
what we thought was we when me never existed, calloused, slurring S's, uncourageous studies of falsified reflections genus homo erectus. standing from crawling, nose freshly covered mired dirty feral primordial sexuality. but the me that never existed was in Love!
a wooden cube is an object. crowned cannonized geometric angles or angels holding truths like bird cages containing soul-sprung songs sung melodious for ears of selected few, off-key rejections, failed registers, missing notes, never questioned sketches.
pained panes painted shattered, heat was released, living greening stones felt bitter the cold January.
and the me and the we and the i, dissolved.
and moss will never grow in that place imagined by the us.
what we thought was we when me never existed, calloused, slurring S's, uncourageous studies of falsified reflections genus homo erectus. standing from crawling, nose freshly covered mired dirty feral primordial sexuality. but the me that never existed was in Love!
a wooden cube is an object. crowned cannonized geometric angles or angels holding truths like bird cages containing soul-sprung songs sung melodious for ears of selected few, off-key rejections, failed registers, missing notes, never questioned sketches.
pained panes painted shattered, heat was released, living greening stones felt bitter the cold January.
and the me and the we and the i, dissolved.
and moss will never grow in that place imagined by the us.
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