for j-35

July 27, 2018

rejoin

quantum particles

your orca child rests

lead her 

feel her return

as you let deeply go

noir

June 30, 2018

if the sea           peace on your skull

blue green            moss for the temple 

white would              a smoke sacrifices sweetly    

ever give her               reason returns to brain O Athena     

groves of bones              grab your tools and biggest pallette

back to us it would             the world is turning in mid air turning

be a flower of blackest           flowers golden roses lilies tulips daisy

light like spaces surrounding      seeds spores bracts  whirlygigs

the words we use to enchant one     all petals blossoms moss

the other                                                 for your headache

the road is time
road is space
road is gravity too
crumble light into photons spread as a gravel path to now
the road is teacher
a patient road
only road is loyal

tight as we can

September 7, 2014

in camera
the frames moving
ensphered in time blood
dictates the loss of a whole world
irretrievable we all hold onto your string
michael brown beloved
among us missed

death card (for robin

August 15, 2014

old fences new gates
fear that torrent of raw honey
sweet beats me to my dreams
separate we are not we
we are strung together
harmonic crow language
passage

Tender is the swimmer
far out in the ocean of light.
Bright star dances tonight.
I am possessed by my dysfunction,
jangle and clang, chime and hum.
Human to the core, human to the stars,
my violence precedes my time.
Time to sing no more time to weep,
no more time than now.

old woman young girl
down steel and concrete steps hope
bloomed the heart of life
moving high in one pair of eyes
in the great alone on the thousand eyed subway train

there is a dream of you in time
in the minds of the none who remember you
my heart leaps as it breaks

#554. swan

January 15, 2013

swan
how is it
you left me
here on this earth
alone and remembering
tears are not just salt water
they are the sea

#553. old year new year

December 31, 2012

tell me a story
a story as stony as time
time is not the story but the stone
standing under the tree out standing in the rain
leafy fingertips brushing lips trusting truthful diamond rain
a new universe in a communion of umbrellas

totally blow-minding compretationalstanding simultaneous in time to send a message in a bottle…hello?

global dimensional transition
travel thru the gluons or strings
in a world unrecognized by the childself

being cosmos, nothing, just life alone origin conciousness that zombie hologram exist into species
universes end

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