Monday, November 28, 2011

would you rather
I hide my pain

the cuts and bruises
thorns and razors

it's ok
I'll smile for you
use all my charms
to stay the beggar
still broken
after all these times
(high, high, high

went to heaven
at least once a year
we stopped paradise cold
out of fear)

I keep the rose
secret inside of me
untouched

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Buddhafield
rickshaw rattle
death-smoke-air

Goddess-time
don't ever come
home

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Freedom sounds like:
-tires squealing
-wind rushing
-straight pipes roaring
-wings spreading
-sirens wailing
-bones snapping
-guitars screaming
-bullets whizzing
-doors slamming
-voices fading
-jet engines whinning
-bootheels stomping
-music blaring
-dreams unfolding
-joy rising
-enemies silenced

Friday, November 25, 2011

whenever it ended
we are not there yet
we must have started at
the destination

and began journeying back
to the origin
I will meet you sometime
in the past where we are
much younger

and time has removed
all wounds

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

There's poems about pain
poems about love
(poems about us)

I kept your paradise you know
kept your magic
kept your perfection
kept you angelic coutenance
kept the trace of your wings
as they graced my foreverness

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Rivers of ambrosia
etched across the plains
of my aura

(spirit-blood rubbed
into wounds we disrupted
with fragile intentions)

Delicate trace of angel wings
feathered through distance

Monday, November 21, 2011

Don't try
to fit your dreams
into anybody else's dreams

(you are the Dream)
some planets
gave birth to our sweetness
(brought stars to witness)

Orion hangs low
on the horizon
resting his bow

Just to behold the
beautiful powers of our
separateness

Sunday, November 20, 2011

I'd like to think that
I am the one
who feels all objects

you left behind
are sacred

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Wise owl screaming
(night has its own intentions)

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

we have so many
ancient futures to explore
my love

I'll let you rest
this time my love
alone in your cold
white tower

(we live in an eternal autumn
where something dances between us
too exquisite for mortals)

Sunday, November 13, 2011

It was so easy to
be in bliss after
they re-wrote the story

so easy to become the axis
around which heaven revolved

all the walls disappeared
once they let go of the fear
once they realized that love is
all there is

Saturday, November 12, 2011

I seen this movie
bout an old cowboy
and I felt like
he was lucky

To have somethin to ride
away from
(and that same somethin
ta ride on
back to)
We crossed rivers,
long after leaving
the towers of the palace
scaling down walls,
into paradise

still, we longed to escape
once more
into the great halls
of Valhalla
It's easier than we
thought to start this engine
(kickstart only)

Kind of like lighting a candle
but you need to make your
own match

Just about everybody is afraid to
let it
burn
(burn...),
burn

Friday, November 11, 2011

I figured it out...
it was actually the universe meeting
when we glided into the orbit of
each other's souls revovling around the
still point that will forever
be ourselves
...times we crossed into elsewhere
time-travellers of ravenous glory

ripped to pieces by lightwaves
reintegrated through radio-waves

(you know it's never gonna
stop shooting through us)

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

I feel the silent footsteps
of a phantom cat

(destiny's bitch-goddess of
pleasure
coming on to me)

coming home
to me

Dear Perfect Angel,

Thank you,
4 breathing the beauty
of your spirit

into
the beauty
of my
Spirit
I know what your soul tastes like
I know what your poetry feels like
(and the mountains keep their secrets)

Monday, November 7, 2011

Poems of time collected
somewhere
breathed themselves alive
and you were born
My dream machine
has manufactured a mobieus strip
of images

(analog references to the poems
that traced themselves underneath
my skin when we shot light through
each others blood)
Warmth of;
-friendship
-Bloodless death
-infinite dissemintation of light
I love you, the best
Better than all the rest
I love you, the best
Better than all the rest

That I meet in the summer
Indian summer
That I meet in the summer
Indian summer
I love you, the best
Better than all the rest

~The Doors




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_H9aDZOm7g
I live on the other side
just brought these bones out
here ta dance with you once
more

lived in heaven
lived in hades

(gave it all away to
behold you)

invisible gold
Refuge of Scholarhood
Augustinian trinitarian vision
of the intellect

at the top of the schema
there is only one thing to see
and that thing is all things

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Underneath the love
and the passion
(and the lives we lead)
and the pain
and the distance
and the facades
and the silence
and the fantasies

(we are one
we have always been one
we will always be one)

ragged breaths of
ecstasy
My Soul
is nothing more
than an electric guitar
(Screaming)

Friday, November 4, 2011

christmas Darkness
aloneness
candles
(secret bliss)
-Morrison
-Thompson
-Kerouac
-Whitman
-Ginsburg
-Miller

I Invoke you

Thursday, November 3, 2011

snatched a golden lining
from a dark cloud
my own dream
personified

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

WitchDr./Shamanic types,
will not go away,
(after dissapearing easily)