Shine from within
(beggars free of sin)

walk out of your tomb
into the sunlight
of this time
(your now begins)

I'm a punch past
your dream

(nail down somethin real
that can't be seen)

Rip off my wings and grow
bigger wings

Surrounded by Philistines
of the worst degree

sterilizing house and yard (and mind)
is their measure of success

Born to be dead
inside

house is
sky blue (amongst rows of other houses)
spotless inside and out
Cut down every single tree in the
yard (just like the neighbors)
50 or more

Lives in the middle
of the Adirondack park
Pine cones are 
anathema

I am just a prince
a long way from my home
(I saved the dogwood petals
we uncovered on the grass
the day we stopped time)

~Letter to a maiden, circa 1836

(you want me to show you
something)
poets cross their fingers
engines burnin' every cylinder
(every bridge I ever crossed is
gone)

She said "every bridge I ever crossed is
gone, and you weren't on the other side"

We read all the old tomes
built with ancient bones
the roads made outta stones
we ain't never goin' home

(subterranean machines we only ride
at night
just read about superheroes all day long
(still writin' my own song)
I'll only love you if you can
fly

Spooky action at a Distance

We are entangled quantum particles
(is that why I am changing)

Accordingly:
you must feel my poems
without even reading them
 

Did she give you something
that you needed

(That one time
8,000 miles from home
on that anachronistic machine)

Foreign mountains
smoke just like mystic fog
enshrouded our beatific minds

We don't even know
we're time travelers
(a thousand graces of strangers
have kept us alive)

Archeology of childhood forests
discover hidden fragments

(paintings on the wall
drawing of your ancestors)

Take my machine and the hand
of this alien technology

Star Spangled

Everything that you've given me
everything that you've taken away
the death and destruction without end
The loving gentle hands

The fear and control
the ruthless hunger
I love you
and I bleed your colors

Your song
is my song

There's no such thing as Sunday
and none of us are real
which makes it so amazing
that I love you

The wild times
grew out of our eyes
(everyone of us should have died
a hundred times)

Forever Young
we ride crazed
machines of perfect
freedom

Beautiful spirit animals
guide me home
to my heart

4 LUDWIG

The young prince leaves
us for heaven's gates

We ride in circles bereft
of our senses
(but love is there)

Scared like angels
fortified with fear
evidence of primal ancestors

Dirt road forged
Mountain tears
It's hard for us to die

shaped by pain
into the fire
paid our dues

Starting at the end
Whatever she told you
(underneath the night turned white with light)

Tried to create a Goddess
(wandering through my
childhood forest)

We came to die here
(live like warriors
immortal)

From another life
we dance in and out of
infinity

Someplace solid and empty
they say it's a center of light
(haunted with shadows oscillating
into forever)

You wanna break the rules
(there are no rules)

Can't kill what ya can't find
(Breathe fire
exhale death
ride hard)

Tattoo what you love
burn what you can't carry

Burn it
Reconstitute it
run it over

speed into disintegration
there is blood, bones, fortunes
this is no life for platitudes