Sunday, December 4, 2016

The reason I love you
is because you love my
poetry

(the small dirt trail
leading to my heart
is so narrow
I fear

Only God can
enter)
God is a poet
of whom I am vaguely
Aware

(We saw her name
in tablets and scrolls)

Glimpsed her veiled face
beyond Mystic Indian
Clouds

(I've tried so
hard to be
Free)

Friday, December 2, 2016

Are you tired
of the time travel

(ending up before the
beginning)

Struggling with ancient
battles forever exorcising
ghosts from your
head

The utopian dreams
of future escaping
to a place of perfection

Worse than your Christian
ancestors

Sunday, November 27, 2016

How many times
can we ghost away

(incarnations
& deceptions)

absence

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

These new poets
are all cliches
they teach at NYU
and other such
places

They have PHD's
their metaphors are
well thought out
(too well)

They don't drink
blood and ravage themselves
the way the true
savages of the heart
Did

No crossing over sacred
boundaries.

They remind me of coffee shop
photo galleries where it's
obvious the student took pictures
of their bored
friends

Monday, November 21, 2016

love my silence
(don't be a victim
of our ecstasy)

All the people are
free

Saturday, November 19, 2016

I'm gonna check
Us out

(we could be our
own flow)