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Loosing this battle.
Hoping I don't catalyze.
Found myself mooing in meditation.
Lost in space...
WHERE I GO FROM THIS SHORE..
WHERE I HAVE REACHED
FROM THAT SHORE..
YESTERDAY
THOSE WHO BROUGHT ME
HERE IN THE BOAT OF LOVE ..
TODAY IT DISAPPEARED IN THE FOGG. .
THE DISTANCE OF TWO SHORES
TRYING TO MAKE US SEPARATE
FROM EACH OTHER. ..
WITH THIS NOW
YOU ARE VERY FAR AWAY FROM ME.
EVEN THOUGH
I KNOW THAT
YOU ARE VERY CLOSE TO ME
.LIKE A HEART AND THROB. .
MADE for EACH OTHER. .
TODAY I AM LYING HERE
WITH YOUR THOUGHTS...
TOO MUCH HURT
TOO MUCH LOSING. ...
.YOUR MEMORIES
KILLING ME SOFTLY
AND I AM NOT RESISTING FROM IT.
.I AM STILL ALONE HERE
WAITING FOR YOU
INTO THIS SHORE OF DARKNESS SCREAMING ALOUD. ..
BUT NO ONE IS HERE TO HEARD MEE..
.I AM DROWNING
HERE IN THE SHORE...
NO ONE WILL COME TO SAVE ME
TO PULL ME..
FROM YOUR MEMORIES. .
WHERE I GO DON'T KNOW. ..
WHERE I WILL REACH DON'T KNOW ...
BUT I AM WAITING
AND NEED FOR YOUR LOVE BOAT ....
ONE DAY
IT WILL AGAIN APPEAR
ON THIS SHORE.....*
.MGO
if this kinda thing's supposed
to come from within

I haven't the slightest clue
where to begin

with all of swings of life
some connect with the chin

the concrete will become
comfort if you let it

there's no harm in loving
I must remember that thought

after all is said and done
it's nearly all that I've got

love sick, running fever
nose dripping with snot

the feeling of sun rays
I nearly forgot

I long to overcome this
sickness full force

father's of creation will
surely endorse

the reincarnation of
of what was once before

it can be from the ashes
a riveting sight

puts weight on your heart
nearly blinds the eye

that notion of vision, though,
won't satisfy

theres things that lay deeper
than vision in the mind

I want to share with you
a whole happy fool

that waits up past sane
hour thinking of you

I'm neurotic and terrified,
brain all askew

though I need only know
you think of me too

all I need to know
is you feel me too

all I want to know
is you want me with you
eat your heart out James Joyce

just kidding, I'm not worthy
there are many stars out tonight
I'll count each one a step
bringing you that much closer

the chill is unforgiving & bright
the feeling falls short, compared to
the absence of your figure against mine

a good connection takes work
as the foundation that emanates
two wholes sharing wholly

walks rhyme in tone and step
wind chimes jingle ahead
burning fever, scarlet red
one cannot obtain the unobtainable
one must abstain from being vain
and incorrigible
a deep set disdain, an appetite
insatiable
tempted by the scent of roses
and a shadow's pull

oh, life
oh, love
it is a curious thing
I don't long to keep you
but that abyss is just as
much a part of me

I won't lead you down
the alleyways of my mind
we've yet to get there, at
this very point in time

you are a burning vision
in my heart and soul

don't let it get to your head, though

I'm slowly realizing
I've got love worth preserving

don't leave me for dead
progressing slowly forward
In a angry windy day,
an ordinary tree grizzled away:

- Unlucky me,
grounded to this soil
of such poverty, all it gave me
is this unattractive
dim green!


- You fed on me,
tree,

- rumbled the grounded
humus -
*but it was up to you
to lively up your green
if a green foliage
should be yours.
11.1.2015
Why do we go through
all of this stress?
So easy to forget.

Smoke a thousand
cigarettes,
Another ****
another hit,
another poke,
Another whip,
another mindfield to avoid.

A ****** cut,
A ****** mind,
A ****** mouth.

Not just another disembodied
mind
in the ether's ink.

Skin & Bones & Flesh
until
that
sharp and shooting
pain
so easy to
forget.
I've tasted your play
Yet there were no cards
Dealt in my favour
Nor were you really
Spiritual. . .Only

The longing emerged
Freely. . .Japanese moving pictures
Narrative becomes redundant
When You. . .untangled the soft
Butterfly knot on my silk

Gown and start to pop
Me up. . .on a lovely desk
Destroying any last
Thought of resistance.

Burning peaches, pushing
Fire, we. . . The tangible.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
18.1.2015
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