Monday, October 24, 2016

Radio Silence
Nights we tried to
Undo the endlessness

Dream-time splendors
She lent me her favors
Those paradise evenings

Radiated between
Crepuscular instances
We strove to hold

Breaking free with
No effort wild
Horses of our Desires
Slipping into paintings
Created Sometime
Choosing this silence
most of the time
I wonder why I'm still

Can't keep these memories a lie
we don't uncover the
Great Spirit Mind

Yes I can ride away
If you want me too
I can burn All
Thes Poems I

Wrote for You

Monday, October 3, 2016

Untiled Remnant Written in GOA by some Hippie in the Late 60's

When you ghost on me
I have to ghost back

100 years or so
of Solitude

Make the statues of the
Statues decay

One remembers the
Original self

(Images of primordial

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Stop blaming America
stop blaming the guns
stop blaming gender
and wars and skin color

and your boss and inequality
look at your own violence

Stop blaming terrorists
and governments and
relationships and bosses
and jobs
and capitalism

Look at your own greed

Stop blaming your parents and
your history and your teachers

and take responsiblity for your own lies
your own truth

and be still

The world will come into alingnment in your

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Our dreams crash
down so easily

Monday, September 5, 2016

Polluted my mind
with these dreams

Fears alive chasing
hiding for

(got lost somewhere
retreated up into my

Do I need to find my way
into the cave
or out of the

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

So I heard you went
outlaw that one time
back in the day

People said he didn't give a shit
road too fast
didn't like commitment
(all lies)

They didn't know he dreamed
of Proustian masterpieces
or the conversations we had
on the trains back from Brooklyn