Someone said it better earlier-
"i was on my way back to my past
when i was ambushed by my future"
Day's fire put out like a dog
inside, cat scented,he tests the ground for a purr
(Her claws inside furs)
When even to give is a line/
aware of all that has gone before
To be around a camp fire brightly
Spark mist me/dig slowly/underneathing
Bright sharp this acid rain
Long sword Viking invasion
A little Crown of Sonnets derailed
Ambivalent steerage(sludge/stock sewage)
last class on a Z train.Solo with his Melancholia
Shared like a ship in a jar.Argument in a firing range
Fit that Glass Castle Slipper,Cinderella!
Prodding life like an oil well/making classical errors
These strings are only what the puppets need
Calligraphy(pre-Cursive,like water-
where too much drowns/not enough= drought
Nutritious small doses (like Haiku Breakfasts
Long winded Sages left town,crying.They had tears for sale
An angry man(needle,haystack.Sullen man(sad,vulnerable
One Clown Cloud,mischievous.Tool builds or breaks
Wall falls or rises.Bridge crosses or fails.Form follows function.
Leaky quatrains.Distance over time.Stanzas of seated pleasures
Tangible Forevers.Orange flavored apples.Tangerine Tambourines
Definite uncertainty(strange normalcy)A State of Not.Stray Bullets
Vampire Weekend(defining things by their lack
BROKEN BOY
sleeps off his medication which he sells on the street to pay for self-sedation
exchanging time zones in his eyes' airports/he is crazy enough
to know when they take all his disability check /broken boy barks
bites the hand that starves him/forms a fist against bars
beaten(like a dog)/he seeks the sweet Muse woman
but they have turned professional.In his heated head he vaporizes/explodes
steam hisses off his cranium dranium cerebellum
burnt boy!He toast in this heat/under belly side up Asks-
"is it always like this-between worlds?"(shade/shapes/shadows)
CROP CIRCLES
Yahoo! discounts them.Why then- this headline?
Deny if ye will/they still /spin within fields
Curled in spirals/feel Navaho winds?
Earth is speaking/Circles are singing
There is response/within/we are crops/circling...
HAND WRITTEN MOON BOATS
A little bird kiss alights on her lips
And it will no longer matter(who has kissed her before?
or ever will again.Just to land for Columbus
Just to green sprig Noah.
YOU ARE LONELIER THAN ME
(just let the moon ignore her son)
PEOPLE ARE LOOKING FOR EACH OTHER
They find instant lovers/begging friends.
(it is not her fault that she is young
(it is not his fault that he is needy
Braided contemporary beaches Infinities
Waves away on a tide called change
Prepare for the Impossible..
SACRED MEMORIES.(APPLE DHARMA.)
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