We are shrouds of starlight
Shining like the most illuminated sunset
We are somewhat functional in our conditioning
With hundreds of moving pieces to contend with
We are examples of million dollar architecture
Manicured lawns and poolside furniture
We are fantasies of the suburbs
Disposable diapers always readily waiting
Like soldiers in times of need or war
We have become triumphantly stupider
Bored of reading and taking time to reflect
And it appears we are not yet collectively ready
To rebel against the swelling tides of tyranny

I wonder if she was asleep when i walked into her room
Or if she could hear me speaking to her
While she waits and dreams of millions of sparrows
Butterflies grace her eyelids with hidden sight
We sink deep into radical islands of beauty
And make noises despite our empty lungs
We speak for the lack of honesty
Large houses distract you from the edges
Of sorrow and grief
Please feel free to erupt into a million pieces
Do not stand idly by while corruption waits out on the street
We are shedding our soldiers and stories
From weeping eyes of brown caramel
And like your daughters we are ***** and distrustful
And a boiling *** of water knows no mercy, child
We now must face the test of our temperaments
As if the increasing tropical heat is only a mild, and subtle
Warning of the inherent need for all beings to remain wild

show me the secrets of the ******
a weaver in the fields and streams
jump into pools of laughter’s savor
i am waiting for your heart
string the lute
I pray you please play me a tune
simple like the mustard on your nose
stones are strategies or perhaps tragedies
born of misery
in silent overtones they grow
into gesticulated Germans
demanding herbivores overthrow their coats
street muskets
atop of winter clothes
burn holes in your eye sockets
like tones through the window
i grow tired of this violence

Gardens of sound blossom when found
Underground rivers slip into our dreams
Burning oil in lanterns made from rusted metal
Tiny fingers record your victories
Wasted lifetimes spent fighting over conquered ground

in divine timing the earth
disrobes her fantasies
her sycophantic tendencies
atrocities amassed in neglected warehouses
sounds of broken plants
standing against fences for time’s immanence
we withstand lightning and silence
so many opportunities to choose love over violence
smile at miles of concrete jungles
strung out like fires against the nightfall
streams run clean and dream of starting over
new beginnings demand our attention
like steam rising from the volcano’s edge
lips of ire kiss the sky and turn your eyes to rubies
emeralds and diamonds strewn about the carpet
have we ever even noticed them
slender like a fox
these shadows are our hearts
surrender to the bells
that shower our minds with ringing kisses

i love singing and playing guitar
every day for an hour or two
i meditate and release my heart
in the rhythm of our future
the past is never far behind
and i am positive we will be just fine
as music soothes savages
it also refines our minds
and gives us our carriages
so that we can fly
i am forever grateful
to that universal architect
who so capably designed
all of space and time
in which we truly do abide
and whose daily blueprints
are engraven in the inky darkness
betwixt and between the very likeness
of a galaxy of stars in your eyes

I’d hold your hand
and whisper beauty in words
no one could ever understand
a galactic language
a super-meta linguistics
denser than a diamond
carbon copies of trophies and bronze medals
won a thousand years before
soar above love and you will never get burned
by treetops in agony
sanitized with mahogany
soldered and grouted like a tub
the earth is a bathtub overflowing
i am a madman and my heart is showing
freedom silhouettes
consciousness has no regrets
words are magic spells
so remove the chambers from the heads
levels of lightning in silent burning
hunted for beauty
though its always been yours truly
fortunately we made love in a lifetime of goddesses
husbands and promises tossed out like *******
juxtapose for a second or strike a pose for ever
i am music removed from instruments
like a hat off of a child
the mild fathers walking outside
while their children fly above
so high in the sky

jealousy ponders its self worth
ugly and repetitive
the next phase is mimesis
synthetic fabrics collapse
the space-time diamond lattice
our sporadic garments
now garden themselves
we refrigerate our castles
while the frigid dawn insists
on spinning its web
next to your bed
friends dance in symphonic threads
musical souls and down tempos
our elbows and our noses
pressing a little closer to each other
as i am moving beyond myself
turning into nothing
the hourglass masquerades
and we become two sedated slaves
who increase the treasury of saponification
to be fair the soapiest stations
do provide clean clothes to the drowning
so we disrobed and then dressed ourselves again
in colors borrowed from the rainbow
the favor of the demigods may be wavering
but forever is abiding here and now
as we return each others surreptitious looks
from out the corners of our eyes
that must signify our wish to smother
the forlorn teenagers who are now wagering again
upon race-car drivers swerving around our fallen idols

Love is made of art and brokenness
Like a candle it illuminates the heart's darkness
We are bearing seeds of tiny metal particles
As if we are made out of diamonds
And perhaps a few dusty old napkins

I have come for your company
And a taste of your grace
We are each a breath of air
Waiting to escape swollen lungs
That have been filled for days
We are each a drop of honey
Hanging from the rim
We are each a speck of dust
And in case you mistook me for a star
I am really a piece of your heart
A fabric woven from the darkness
Of space and time
We climb the stairs in the dark
And make love in the sun’s arc
We are castles
Made from indigenous dreams
We are all right angles
Born from fragile parts
Of these circular beings

We are minding our own eyes
We are minutes from
Disappearing into the night
I am a poem
Presumptuous at best
I freelance and edit
But it's still not my best
I am captivated by your capricious humor
And your deprecating laughter
Has me in stitches
It's riotous when your raucous cheer
Brings me to my knees
In silent waves of fear

I fear falling in love with you
Like a comet hitting the earth
Creating quite a commotion
And combusting all our promises
Yet you keep coming back to me
And I keep humming my symphony
These fires yield fruit
And Saturn’s rings bloom
Into a million diamonds
How come you never show me
The places where you hide
Your secrets anymore
There was a time when we once traveled
To the spaces in our minds
Now I mostly wonder
Who the hell is speaking
Such beautiful nonsense
From your mouth

what a drunken monkey
what a foolish toad
what a silly kitten
carrying this heavy load
what a piece of work
this wonderland it seems is nothing
more than broken half-promises
and half forgotten dreams
it seems we must go on singing
and carrying our swords
we can’t let down our armor
until all the enemies have gone
yes i’m rather paranoid
and scared of my own shadow
so let’s not make it worse
by shooting any arrows
into shattered mirrors
or casting broken spells
for the lady of the house
is not doing all that well
she's gentle as a giant
and kind as a fox
this emancipated lady
truly lives outside the box
sauntering on the alleyway
and running through the snow
amidst the shiny apples
towards the road we go
i break my rhythm
and drop all these pretenses
what good is rhyming
if you still remain in prison
thoughts are all still caged
and real-life is often staged these days
enraged by our shadows
i enter the world silently
and turn these thoughts into gold
forms are empty like feathers
dancing in the fields and snow
go and plant your lilies children
and i will feed you apples
with pancakes and porridge
a life without worry can't be promised
but so many of our problems
come from addictions to our woes

the Moon’s shadow is spurned by her lover
our minds feel their own gravity
target practice is indifferent to your feelings
still we are healing from our tragedies
one calamity after another
until we discover we are all one family
what a monumental occasion
this moment’s grace is unparalleled
by any other
what is happening
is this a part of my reality
or did i transgress someone’s authority
if we believe in love
will all our efforts to deny it
eventually become unnecessary

You learned to give
We learned to die
You learn too quick
We learned to cry
We learned to trust
You turned to rust
Now i am i
And you are your love
We are frozen offerings
In the cold night’s rain
We are the shattering of idols
On an altar of pain
We are the sacrifice
And we are the knife
We are the intervening angels
Who strangle your sight
We are the blood
And we are the flood
We are the fire
We are the love
We are the noises you make in the dark
One more cup of coffee
And we'll be back on the rug
Singing history is a liar
And for now dancing is our drug

how can i write about the soul
when all is already known
for to be seen is to be shown
and to grow is a whisper to the unknown
i am shadow like a serpent
birthing fire from beneath my nose
i am hunger like a comet
sweetly stolen from the mountain
i am freedom like a rocket
shining stealthily in the night
i am summer like the autumn heat
and winter when you need someplace else to go
I am amazement in the fireplace
of the lover’s hearts
i am smoldering like the raindrops
when they hit the pavements warmth
i am determination like the salmon
swimming in the midst of memories long ago
i am mist like a hazy sky
flowers parting like the curtains of your mind
i am family when no one echoes
back your heart
i am vision like sunlight dreaming
hours cast off like their clothes
i am shadow like a cigarette
and pleased to make your acquaintance
i am simple like the wind
drifting from brook to brook
i am justice, oh lonely justice
forever sleeping on the job
i am human and merely mortal
so many obstacles i face upon the road
strolling from this town to the next i came upon a toad
a single carcass in the street
a tiny being that i’d ought to meet
with simple gesture of forgotten silence
i assume you were here to greet the day
ask your questions quickly child or do get out of the way
so many stories that truly matter
and so many more to claim unsung
hours turn into rivers
as daughters chase fireflies in the wood
jump over bushes
and make away with soldiers
as barrels roll down the stream
if you care to meet another
than hurry before the day is gone
deftly taken on his shoulders
he picked you up and quickly ran off with your heart

You told me, "That no man has ever reached the top of Mt Olympus."
"That's not true," I replied, "What about Prometheus?"
"Sorry Son, he wasn't a man but a brave and mighty Titan."
And that's when I decided that I too would become a Titan...
That dream seemed to somehow satisfy me for awhile. At least until the day you told me about Prometheus' punishment.

wonder bred of the djed-eye

(the resurrection and the miracle of the loaves and fishes explained briefly)

Jesus said, "Whoa! She burned a hole in uncertainty."
Mary replied, "The shelf life of a loaf of infinity, is exponentially longer than its expiration date."
Jesus said, "Amen, fishes!"

sweet child of the walrus
Horus was your father
in an african wilderness you ran
into waters of renewal
while white alligators hustle
all our dreams became nightmares
salvation is past
like a rash upon your skin
satchels of venom
if you choose them
people use them or
sell them to the markets for cash
splash in the water of the oasis
Isis my daughter
your feelings are safe and sound
the feminine essence is so divine
that you don’t let it spill out
against your better judgement
you return younger than an arrow
sparrows come before us
love is underestimated
like selves reflected in the sun
movement melts the mirror’s judgement
and suspends our hearts mid-sentence
no thoughts just comfort
pleasure in the moment’s oblivion
smooth like obsidian
we deserted our wanderings
and became a time ship of love

These reflections are too deep for me to see
If i did i’d probably go insane
Or perhaps i already have
There are no easy paths in life
All roads lead in the same direction
We write from pain and understanding
We seek meaning in the fragilest places
Our hands may be tied to our families
But our minds are bound to our country

Poems boiling
Inside vast cauldrons
Of space and time
Tethered to forms
And feelings
We are getting ready
For our healing
Hands are bound
To supple bodies
Loud as laughter
It echos above
And beyond
The night sky
We are triumphant mountains
Pounding tirelessly
On our stomping grounds
And telling stories
Of our ancestors
Birthing fiery dragons
Are we merely
Semi-articulate monkeys
Desperately climbing
Towards the tender treetops
Of imperceptible self-realization
Patiently awaiting
These situations
To change
For the better some day
Its eventually inevitable
What a lesson
These impressive
Digressions
And diversions
Distracting me unequivocally
Still I apologize
For all these unnecessary formalities
We are abstract beings
Often too quick to eradicate anomalies
And aliens were bad for business
So long ago we decided
To swim in our visions instead
Witnessing children
Being punished
For abruptly speaking
Truthful wisdom
We are innocent
And sedated
Medicated with hesitation
And frustrated desires
We are shirtless statues
Manifesting virtuous actions
Yet still saddled with guilt
And vituperative resilience
Tears and laughter fill the skies
Mindful of our highest desire
We share these sheets
Of Egyptian paper
Within the fiery chambers
You chase angels
And make shadows dance
Until there is no more
Room for roman candles
To burn lonely and triumphant
Upon the Colosseum
Of our bedroom floor

We are writing timeless
Ceremonies of negligence
But you're still on the fence
And I am willing to jump over it
We wait for fate to take us
Naked in our beds
But our heads are descending
We are clever as the elves
Who have never found an end
To all of their remembrances

your hair and your eyes
your legs don’t lie
and i want to lie with you
and become as bright as the night sky
during the full moon
why did you let me go so soon
release this bruised fruit
and treat it like a concubine
i am suspended, upended
and redder than a parachute
perpetual disarmament
you were heaven sent
to bless me with your cinnamon
residual defenses kept us against our fences
the west and east were against us
we were hesitant and defenseless
dreaming of distant measurements
was it self imprisonment
or did we break our agreements
to dampen our retirement plans
in order to once again
stand firm on solid ground
are we land bound or land-locked
your eyes are like steam rising from a tea cup
houses for rent where men and women are targets
they demand steamy dreams and cigarettes
i say forsake the ice cream and frozen yogurt
instead quickly sell me your shadow
every now and then i remember our covenant
as sand castles made from foam fade as fast or faster
as you are known to dress in overcoats and sandals

Respect turns to trust and kisses your bones
In bird language I speak tones of glowing stones
Roses freeze the afterglow of darkness
Dressed in moans and loaning their hands to anyone that passes
The dancers resume amusing stances
Chances are France is falling faster than a comet
Soaring like ships from broken moorings in Spain
Hours invested in self selection
A healthy hesitation to understand beauty

Destiny waits for
You. Love will surely follow
Breathe and all will come

two things are important:

1. to know the difference between this world and a cage
2. to dance with the light even when you are overcome by rage

We are candid canopies
Of unconscious iconographies
We return to our surpluses and supply rooms
In between breaks I take your photograph
We laugh at our mistakes all day
Water is our father
It contains the seeds of reason
And carries our souls back to the source
I can’t complain when you don’t know my name
It's the same story over and over again
You are the captain and we are the crew
We will follow this through to the end
You will one day finish all my sentences
But I still don’t understand
Why it needs to be this hard
In order to discard my vices
You discouraged all my virtues
As long as I am your slave
You say i won’t ever know the pain of love
But I say come as you are
For this fire is given freely to all beings
And you can see your destiny inside the flames
Falling angels cast their fortunes upon the sand
While we land in our shadows
And shake our shoulders loudly
In order to make our self
Feel a little taller than yesterday

Dancing naked
Upon piles of discarded costumes
I consume music
You consume useful bruises
We shoot music from our fingertips
Should we keep it sacred
Or are we better off staying naked
We are faking it and still nobody notices
We are chasing our own tornadoes
And letting go of our false personas
It's a column
It's a cylinder
It's a spiral
It's a child
It's a whale
And it's a dolphin
And we are never going to stop trying
For our humor is always laughing
And our sisters are always dancing
We attract respectable artists
And find a silence between the starlets
We are advocates of activating our own consciousness
Money is a burden so don’t bother acquiring it
Fun is abundant
And who dares say that love is redundant
So let's examine our motives for giving
We are shivering with excitement
Because I have been invited to tell you the truth
Long ago i was amused
By strategies and complicated offerings
But since i’ve met you i’ve become less disquieted
And abide in the comfort of silent blessings
Still freedom is a dressing
That we might need awhile to get used to

I saw you alone in a phonebooth
Talking to a man who couldn’t understand you
I saw you swinging on a branch in the late hours of the morning
I saw you kissing all the caterpillars that you could see
And all the capillaries that you never could have dreamed of
With your eyes closed and butterflies folded in the palms of your hands
We sold all of our shot glasses at shouting matches and lit the fuses
That destroyed our marriages, music halls and museums
The final signals urging you to retire in the afternoon's youth
While burning flames and fumes of criminals
Signal all of our symbologies to stand up at once and obey their will
A renaissance of bedrooms and dressing gowns
In towns made from emaciated fashion models and discarded magazines
Spending sincere moments in their underwear underneath these falling stars
What are we really waiting for when it's all already here right now

yesterday's lovers have flown away
leaving tired spaces where their faces used to lay
though the imprints remain embedded in your mind
caressing your belly and hugging you tight
i walk upon the broom swept streets
and like tumbleweeds i pass
through the emptiness of your grief
sweaty sheets stained with heat and soil
while we uncoil kundalini’s limitless dreams
give all that you own to the needy and forgotten
trodden on everyday by a billion jealous feet
and if you can’t do this then the price of your life is much too steep
for i can surely see that all of this is right
and you are not yet beyond your arbitrary beliefs

your edges are rusted, frustrated and melancholy
i see the middle, where white lilies
lie, waiting for someone to hold them
speak no more, please refrain from talking
her arms hold the world, in waking defiance
science, is borrowed from metaphysics
statistics, weaken the faith of our future
shoot the researchers and drown them in tubs of acid
like they torture cats and vivisect, their own families
wish to stab them and steep them in water
and sadly they refuse to add, even the tiniest drop of honey

dreams brush the edge of reality
hearts beat upon the feathered wings of yesterday
i remember and select my memories
life is beauty not a tragedy
the sun is blinding, shining right in front of me
i celebrate the rays as they warm my body
blood and bone regrow from cells
all is well and all is sound
the ringing bells remember our origins
indivisible cells dividing infinitely
instantly the salutations sound
for our ancestors are never found in their silent forms
but only loud and with warnings do they cry out
make the most of the offerings we have laid out
sacrifice the ****** to the gods
forgotten ways to worship when the times are hard
i speak spacious whisperings
select the fragile and rarest offerings
see my friends are making time for me
to become the lion’s royalty
soaring high as an eagle
reaching for tree tops to make our nests
in cliffs and peaks so radical
we are magical creatures created by the goddess
our selves resonate beyond the spheres
so have no fear to speak clearly
and be seen in all your radiant majesty

The procession of lies
Is oblivious to our cries
So we observe defiance
And can only attempt
To counteract the obvious

we can get as high as can be
on the alchemy of alkalinity
i love the sound of airplanes
shattering the silence in my brain
sweet memories retained
that can never be explained
meditation is the key to releasing our suffering
do you agree that in simplicity only love remains
i've been wanting to tell you this secret
that emptiness is all we ever could contain

blinded by sunlight
in touch with nighttime’s wisdom
if you feel it then let it rock you
until you are broken open
by the melody so haunting
like ghosts in the afternoon
upon the banks of that lonely river
i swim for miles
and reach the shore by your house
if you are home
you never let me know it
still i walk the shoreline
and seek the peace of invisibility
as the hunting of the gulls
transforms my tiredness
into liberation
our situation is comical
shrouded in mystery
the evidence lingers upon our skin
we are guilty of the crimes of love
keeper of the drum’s heartbeat
imperceptible and clean as a whistling ******
sleep over my house tonight
and run your fingers through my hair
beauty doesn’t dare respect your boundaries
she transgresses the whole set of rules
and purposefully rubs your face in her superiority
i am bundled like a pile of logs
ready for the fireplace
green as the waves
if you wish to complain go somewhere else
you say there are no more unicorns
but i saw one yesterday
for real or was it a dream
its hard to tell these days
the blending of the firmament
keeps us in our respective cages
as the stages of meditation
state that its a liability
to attempt to know too much
so i avoid responsibility
and you avoid my touch
we can never get enough
of what we don't have
or what we don't need
so bleed on me now
and let it run down my legs
over the couch and onto the floor
a crust will form
around the edges of our skin
this furniture is limitless
and still i am in bliss within your reason
when you touched me i transformed into the dawn and became the warmth
that dared turned ice to water
and melted the frozen thorns of winter

We speak in riddles
With rhythms so ancient
You can’t tell where it begins
Or if it will it ever end
You wonder wisely
If perhaps this is where
It all starts over again
Perpetually reoccurring
Like dreams and nightmares
Or perhaps you might get lucky
Though it's highly unlikely
Unless you are a descendant
Of amorous deserts
And lonely riverbeds
So now we take our siestas
In the oasis of the heart
In a garden of short skirts
And even shorter circuitry
We perfected our learning
Yet even in our hurting
Hundreds of huddled soldiers
With tightly folded souls
And bullets embedded
In disincorporated bodies
Must tirelessly move onward
For you to grieve the leaves
Of yesterday’s disadvantaged

I composed you a thousand poems
And paraded naked in your mind
I wrote you a thousand verses
And uttered sublime warnings
Of how we are running out of time
Rotating like a record player
It seems the ignorant people are winning
Because they never stop to think
While the intelligent ones are dreaming
It seems they never get a chance to speak

the spell you had cast was broken instantly
it held fast for even less than a fraction of a minute
but for that moment i was yours completely
now once again you’ve lost me for eternity

Try to dance without losing your head.