Looking for the outside
fix
Physical as we are

When any coffee-shop-mystic
could tell ya
the answer lies
within

Work
toil
strive
buy

(let the light shine out
let the spirit come inside)

I don't need
my old images
(forsaken selves)

Look how many times
we've metamorphosized
(autonomous reflections
of each other)

Stand on the landscape
of spirit world
our silhouettes on opposite
ocean-side
cliffs

beckoning some
greater union

I don't need you
in my poetry

betrayal of thoughts
turn the machines of
my fathers

I ride the future
as if it were here

Road freedom
my American blood
knows only opulence
and despair

echoes of mythology

Rudimentary metaphysics
trip the mystic gap
leap of angels

faith to be saved
float through darkness
enter the chasm

Speak the name of truth
whisper
to the savior

Remember when we were
Children
Running wild with the
Machines

Lost in transmission

Righteous and alone
mountaintop sadness

Take the original strength
breathed into you by
the fashioner of souls

Might of your limbs
stoned by the world
saved by angels

hoping to get what
I want
trying to let go of what
I want

I think the vastness of her
soul matches mine

Burn away the differences