She looks for
ghosts in my
poetry

(rays of sunshine
that slipped past the
devil

Into a broken bottle)

If you want to live
more

don't follow me into
the caves
I've forsaken myself

for a someone I've never known
(shinning light in the back of my
mind)

where all my buddhism
lies

we could have had a spark,
a flower handed down from the
enlightened ones

You didn't know how to reach for
anything but your pain (or the things
you use to mask your pain, of which
you are not aware)

Or of which you can see but cannot
stand to let come
into focus

Trapped behind your
ego carrying

Weight of these
dead dreams

Haunted by the courage
you never had to seize
your wish come true

All the times we died
revived by Phoenician
myths of afterlife

Buddhas who've lived
10 billion lives
(remember when I was your
mother and you were mine)

Cat's eyes watching
through the spider mines
we lied didactic to ourselves
forgotten tribes

Our Roman marriage
declined but the suns it
was cast under
thrived

God is the unseen cosmic force
(Sing about women that are
gone)

In a band we never started
It's alright I'm just a biker

Done hitching rides in
your foreign car

I'll ride something somehow
Descended from the civil war
when your ancestors were
Still dreaming of your
future stars

Dream-Seeker
Listen

(to the silence
Cascading
around your shadow)