The projector is a woman
A human
A dreamer
Made out of jumper cables and breadcrumbs
Your thumbnails are tumbling
Head over heels to meet her
We see the sharpened glass
And as fast as we can cash out
We make a run for the patio
A ladder up the stairs
With hatred in our hands
And nothing left in our hearts to sell
We are accompanied by monkeys
And men in tuxedos
A loose cannon blooms
And shoots through the wall
A canopy collides
With a visually challenged individual
How are you so full of persuasion, she asks
A mix of liberation and a margarita
I am dreaming of the ocean
A perfect place to lie in the sun and dry off my shoulders
With common purpose
We surf the sound of metaphors crashing
In flashes of crayons
And wet paint sprayed haphazardly
We explain our philosophy to the gravediggers
We keep waking them
Until our hourglasses need fixing
We are shifting in our sandals
And refolding our blankets every hour
The old magic is tangled in your hair
And I just can't stop staring at you
Are you really even here
I hope you don’t mind
That the winter is alive with the sound of nature
We are naturally blinded by infrared romantics
Yet bound to find our souls in the middle
Our blood is equipped with spit and spirit
And it fits right into our heart
We are shifting stratospheres
For there was a lonely place here
Even before the earth appeared, forever naked
We are infiltrating the epicenter of the universe
A purposeless poem
Lost in the wind
Folded to begin with
Now we are unfolding
Opening
Unraveling, traveling
Our trembling fingers tenderly touch
Yet we must not rush
Or we're likely to make a mistake
We're better off avoiding

your eyelids
fly in tragic circles
under black skies
your mountains crumble
putrid apples and hillbillies all return
from chaos came compassion
from darkness came the word
kindness gave birth to sorrow
and silence was never earned
your antithesis presents itself
in every situation, myth is ever heard
speaking to the elves
in their own language
and flirting with the birds
yes i long for nonsense
i long for romance too
i long for our companions
to put you in the mood
stolen gardenias leave a trail of scents
your eyes tore across the pavement
and left tracks upon my arm
could i have ever won your heart
indescribable unseen voices
signal the rising sun
surrender to the one
and give all of yourself
in service
kiss the ancient ones feet
lick the sweat from the streets
greet yourself in the other
i shudder in suspense
i grow weary awaiting thy countenance
i count the days, hours, weeks and months
until i see thy lotus feet

We are still figuring out how to breathe,
In a world, where the air is filled,
Mostly with concrete.

potatoes and cabbage
release our savage ancestry
and we become vulnerable
do not seek the message of saints
who say crying is poison
for circumstances do not determine our future
in kisses and hunger
our bodies must uncover
the lightning and the fire
that was hidden deep inside
like ulcers and lovers
if one towers above the other
we lose our vision and our courage
purging from our souls
we resist the kiss of tyrants
yet drink from the cups of aristocratic anarchists
as you watch tournaments turn into battles
you wonder what season is it anyway
and i begin to realize
how long i've owed you an apology

Come break out of angular prison
And become liquid crystalline again
Hexagonal structures channeling electric current
Consciousness repeats it's own melodies
We deepen our intention and self awareness
I bless the edges of your defensive mind
Two lovers once entangled blend together for life

it was late September when i let you in
i remember the audacity of your mouth
what a feeling when it lingered around my lips
and stayed their way too long
i could not keep your secrets
and so you cast me out
loose people are threats to humanity you said
loose lips sink ships
but your loose lips opened
into a cavern of mysteries
so vast that the sky was jealous
of your beauty
and the indolence you prided yourself on
what a mystery
the starry eyed dreamers slept
and wept for their ancestors
who were calling out to them
but they couldn’t hear them from consciousness' bed
i am listening to your trembling body
and thinking that your salt is my sanity
and without electrolytes
i’d die of thirst inside your watery mouth
ugh this pounding is so **** repetitive
i can’t remember the last time we were so negative
separated by our sins
freedom is spinning round
like a child turning towards the heavens
beauty, sweat and love
forever making fools of us
what a nemesis love makes of us
what neanderthals we are
what they were is what we’ve become
for what is love anyway
but madness
dedicated to its own ruin
the self that desires its own undoing
is intoxicated by a substance
more inebriating than wine, beer, or ***
it is lust that lights the fire of our desire
in sweaty nights of passion
we’ve become raunchy with musical fever
sweet icicles pierce these hearts
deep love dives deeper
deep words we seek
each growing more distant
the nearer that we come

Polyphonic burdens in our native tongue
Guttural agglutinations living on the run

portable and small
lady of the island
your eyes are wild
these childish games
remain shallow
dream of truth
while compassion strangles
the way we drift from freedom
if success is defined
by what you know best
no more the blood of our fathers
oh sailor of the dark bottoms
with rusted beard and sandpaper
oh spirit guide me
and make me a being of truth
for the children of the dawn
time is knotted and webbed
in which the princess
doesn’t find her power
tossing and turning in fields of rye
all that matters is
dedication to the goal
burn your bank accounts
i dance to the music of the blind
for my father
held together despite the waves
so old and forlorn
it is his breath
that breathes
the forests back to life
gears turn
suspend judgement
and long words
throughout the day
show the world who you are
yet crying is the medicine
we need in order to become whole

so delight in
chunks of sodalite
lightly salted
even though lite soda
denies it
I never sought it
nor sold it
I'm not a soul
nor a soldier
to lie about it
I saw SOL's Light
with insight
Sol De Light
is the soul of light
and she sews the light
so deliciously
it solderized
solid light
so rightfully
into my diet
soda

I’ll never lust after another
Are we solitary
Or together
Beneath the surface
You accentuate my fear
Of failure
I seek medicine
You seek only despair
I seek comfort
But you’re never there
We are complacent
And that’s why
We never dare
To risk our selves
For love is rarely enough
Whenever a common language
Of trauma
Is the only thing
That two people may share

The visionless depths
Of angstful arrogance
Serving false narratives
And depolarising our axons

The stars in your eyes looked dry today,
and I wonder if you've watered them lately?

I am a scoundrel squirreling away my ideas
I am a coward hiding in fear
In the light of yesterday’s triangles
In the light of yesterday’s eyeballs

In the light of yesterday
You reside in a collapsing tidal wave of love
I am a mountain wondering
If you will ever try to move me

Ugliness is commonplace these days
So we save the best for later
Last night you went away
And i stayed awake for a thousand centuries
And prayed to all the gods that i could name
That maybe you'd return to me eventually

REALITY
Is it all a farce
A satire
A musical comedy
Or worse
Maybe its a horror flick
Or are we doomed
To be a sitcom, drama or telenovela
What the hell is going on
Cut -- Is this camera even on?

the bottoms of the stars are roofs
roots, candles, ceilings
sit upon the earth
blankets covering the dirt
trees: treat them like family
your cheeks i kiss them
my tongue lingers in ecstasy
(teeth bite flesh rip skin)

songs caress your neck
sweat, oh sweat, holy sweat, tender sweat
the scent of holy basil
pouring from her highness
drops of sweat, beads of sweat
sweeten my tongue with vengeance
like a fire i long for water
fresh and salty, a million times
you come back for more

you had my heart and tore it
out; dragged it across
the stars, down the stairs, through
the maddening streets, into
the graveyards, forgotten at your feet
never plundering, oh please
your peaceful gardens: haha
i laugh at these; your best is the worst
i could've ever asked for

may your formless curves continue
to sail smoothly upon waters and seas
calm and rough, choppy and chocolate
river dolphins immediately come ashore
and talk and walk among us, as they did
before, a long time ago, prior to the fall
when we were, supposedly, all in this together

flight of a bird into the depth of the night
shutters part and our eyes make contact
through the partition of glass
have you kept up your appearances
if we let our eyes meet
will our inner children no longer need us
you are an example of the winter’s dismissal
i am wild and governed by time
lines on your face smile at me naively
lift up your skirt and i will make haste
fasting in the morning
our lives are intertwined
like the handle of your brush and the seat of your chair
what's awakened in your heart these days
will you show me
the light you’ve hidden
winter is coming
i am your friend
give me the reason to expect your blessings
i interpret the existence of our dreams
sediments are not what they seem
sweet dreams my love
if we are held in
forests
forever breaking free
tender threads of comfort
will be happening
her eyes
are joined to the fireplace
strands of hair grip the night’s sky
linger for a second and are once again free
paper trails make haste as dancers move in place
our love is the frame we make
the cochlea is awakened
by the sounds of our breathing
if we suspend our hearts
will we break them
if we are undertakers
will we awaken in their arms
gardens abound of the sounds we savor
the flavors of yesterday still lingers
between us i have an armful of flowers
and the landscape is so captivating
even as our world capsizes into nothing

Neglect the exit strategies
Factor in the fireplaces
And make a run for the bathrooms
We are artists with no medium
As kindred spirits are united
We must drink this tedium together
And make real words from our seances
We tied ropes around our souls
Solely to shake up our abandonment issues
We have confused virtue and servitude
Confused by loose lips and loose cannons
And the bad breath of certain movie stars
We all share these vulnerable parts
That are as loyal and broken as our heart

Again we sit. And listen to the soft susurrations of spirit. The abnegations of our decisions. These ablutions are always watered down. And we swim in our safety nets till we are plunged into the darkness. The unsuspecting silence is a moment that we invited. I am delighted to let go of my mind. I find nothing worth holding onto. It slips out like a poem. I birth universes from nothing, so cuddle me in your warm arms. Love is frightening. So we shake our shadows and rustle the tree tops. Long live our strategies. Don't you dare try to follow me. Let's choose not to believe in gravity. For the way up is less scary. I see your fingers tracing shadows on the wall. I wish they’d linger on my body. I’d love to tell you that I didn’t care but you'd immediately know that nothing could be further from the truth.

we go out fishing for feelings in the dawn
his music burns holes in her skin
her heart is a tirade of injustices
do punish these children for believing
give them ropes to end their lives
study the tides of men and women
how kindness and violence
must always intertwine
what a waste of hungry eyes
they shine like mindless flies
blind as the days of our lives
binding our hindquarters
straw and hay make headway
presents for the undeserved
serve me cold and quickly
his energy is amazing
shifts like the feathers of a bird
make space for agony
thanking god for its companionship
compassion is magic
its action, talent and enthusiasm
miasmas of space disintegrate in our face
grief is next so why wait
for the beauty queens to eliminate
happiness is a cure or a curse
start with the best and finish with the worst
blessed unrest has taken its toll
i am bold and hungry for money like candy
smooth and rigid i must drown my edges
and submerge suffering in tender kisses
fits of rage and fists of fury
humanity is denying its real duties
to return to beauty, love and truth
you speak of kindness
as if it was proof of all that's good
misunderstood people
bark orders at themselves
stand in judgement of their health
feelings dealt and hearts withheld
bells and whistles are expelled
stochastic rhythms from our cells
blessed music is in our legs
let me go and i’ll fly high
keep me chained and its likely i will die
don’t let the fact that its impossible
deter you from trying
in the end you may be surprised
by how quick you took to flying

who’ll fill you up
when your cup is broken
who’ll fill your cup
when you’re heart is broken
who’ll fill you’re heart
when you’re feeling kind of broken
who’ll heal your heart
when you’re feeling kind of down
who’ll lift you up
when you’re feet are on the ground
who’ll give you life
when your mind is kind of frazzled
who’ll take their time
when you need them in your life

Tethered to our belongings we cease to belong together.

the queen dreams of everything
the depth and the distance
in between nothing and something
our goals seem small
and infinitely whimsical
our hands demand attention
but most pay them no heed
if you are adventurous
you’ll examine them
and contract them
into two powerful *****
that engulf these halls
as worlds are born
and collapse again
within the fraction
of a single second
faster than it took you
to even read this sentence

Subtle apostrophes seeking apologies
For being seen naked
These commas indeed are angry
Do you fancy delivering me some verbiage
Confessions are standard
And punctuated sentences are evidence
Of the contrarian tendencies you embody
It's a hobby being copied
Making friends with dungaree clad daughters
And seeking sunshine from beneath the cover
Of a worn down copy of someone else's obituary column

29 degrees
finishing old themes
completion imminent
death is not
a depletion of resources
so are we ready
to be reborn

When death comes to hang out, i wonder if he bring his own rope?

my own hands have turned against me
and seek to only do your bidding
if you let them
they would sever themselves
completely from my arm
and join your thousand arms
and hold on as tight as a child
love is mild and sometimes
wilder than a tiger
in libraries and movie theaters
densities adjust to your temperatures
sweat and shelter
beds of honey make a nest for us to lay upon
on sun swept sidewalks i walk mindlessly
if you have an ounce of compassion left
you’d come and shine your light on me
if you would be so kind as to hold me
i would undress the antelope for you
and finish my drink beside the galactic pool
loose like lightning
inside of fine dining
in rosebush countryside
i sage the morning sky
and speak gibberish to her majesty
otters and felines
destined for mudslides
sun-dried like cactus flowers
in the dusty afternoon

I wonder if we'll ever learn to make love to our sorrow?

Manic hands that hold you only in the morning
Soaring above the bed we pretended
That we could fly on the edges of our feet
So we led our lives with crazy abandonment
As if hope was an old friend that would pretend
Not to know the meaning of these endings
But you are better off than me at a million different things
But still I think the way you said, goodbye
Was just a little too insensitive

I love the smell of coriander
And cardamom roasting in the morning
Coffee and cinnamon scattered on the floor
We share our laughter with the water
These plants are tender
As your fingers gather medicine
From the yard
We tie them up and bring back art
From its repository
We are sharpening our hearts like knives
And watering our minds
Gardens pop up everywhere she walks
Humble hearts make
Burning arcs throughout the sky

climbing upon a pile of wonder
so high it could never let us down
but you retain the fragrance of the inner sound
the inner turning
that stilled the ocean
the holy churning that filled us with devotion
i am hopeful yet never tired
bored to death of these disposable hearts
sordid lovers unclutter my mind
free me from the binds i’ve tied
i’ve tried to remind you
over and over
of the ways we deny our soul’s purpose
sweat and shadows
hug them tighter
and let the blindness overtake you
i am the form of swarms of salmon
in solid honeycomb they weep
if your fingers held my own
then we’d rejoice in spite of tragedy
and sing for the weeks we had no sleep
i am confused by stories
in which the princess doesn’t find her power
our hunger has overtaken us
and now we demand our pay
sweep under your bed
and in the corners of your heart
sordid are the moon’s tales
of pursuing beauty like the wind pursues the sails
i swiftly conquered my disgust
at seeing you with another man
for if you have no more feelings for me
than on what ground does my suffering stand

your arching body holds me in captivity
i am hungry for the thrashing you visited upon the angels
swiftly forming your mouth into song
i hear the words that we’ve known all along
the noose is strung around that branch
for now is the time to leap into the dance
and invoke a renaissance of laughter
the young bride discovers her sexuality is fluid
fertile like those beautiful gardens
hung like skyscrapers
among twisting tunnels of burning paper

when everything crumbles
iʼll be there for you
sharing in this care for you
with a heart big enough for two
i love you
swimming in your bathtub
soaking in your bubbly heart
first iʼll light a candle
then iʼll write a poem
all lives are holy
and all faiths are worthy
i sense your resistance
so let me offer you a kiss
for this impermanence is magic
fractally didactic
insatiably attractive
dedicate your life to god
forever in the now
remove the appetite for ego
speak only when its necessary
exceptions are accessories
and iʼm so glad that
you're seated next to me

Hungry eyes are torn from borrowed books
We look inside our minds and find emptiness on hooks
Gyrating lions drunk on mescal
Flex their muscles and sell me all your secrets
Handheld pliers long to pull your teeth
While we fall asleep in each other's bodies

I resolve to give up poetry
To release the need to feel or think
I resolve to heal and smile daily
I resolve to become real for you
I resolve to do anything you want me to
I am really evolving rapidly over here
I resolve to struggle
Like you taught me to, for long ago
We kissed and i resolved to tell you
That your resolve is a bunch of worthless B.S.
If you have no will or follow through

Gone ******* tumbling over torpid waters
Turning inside out and bottomless
You float for a second before sinking
Into the opposite of weightlessness
It's imperative that we digress
And witness feathers in a headband
We are the lead singers of tomorrow’s epiphanies
We are the band and the audience members simultaneously
Everything is blessed and made to wander equally
We are tiny strings attached to the fragilest parts
Of every person’s heartbeat
We are the insurmountable struggles that inspire your art
We are the feelings you embody in the night’s soft atrophy
We are the appetites we repress
When there’s no one left to buy you dinner
We seek new meanings in beauty
And in the mind of each new lover we take
Our own image remains engraved photographically
Steadfast and permanent we laugh at our innocence
On the road to invisibility we take the first exit we can find
Laughing is sublime only as often as you can bear to really die
We shine like silhouettes behind the curtains of our memories
We are embracing magic in our uncertainty and living
Amidst and between, boundaries of ancient diseases and new discoveries
The pathway of apologies is not a road you can navigate intuitively
We are obviously hollower than a pair of five gallon drums
For when the rain comes we take the opportunity
To fill our towers, tanks and reservoirs; as if beauty was just a bargain
That we made when there was no one left to argue with

"Put enough words together and you can bend space and time."

- arch chancellor ridcully from terry pratchett's going postal

You are the color of laughter
And a part of all that I can see
You surround the earth with feelings
And make it worth our similes
We are all individual particles of your desire
The higher we rise the more we realize
Your embodiment is necessary
I am incarnating my heart
One spark at a time
Finding the irreconcilable differences
Between science and art
We are poetic licenses masterfully exercised
I supply my own meaning to the tendencies I find

In the tender corners of the mind
You are happy to reside
In living colors and blooming flowers
Nature showers in the morning and the night
In every flavor of the mouth
Even in the hours when I doubt you
And run around you like a mountain
Pounding on the earth for you to let me in

Why do so many people
Want to have their picture taken
And posted online
All over the internet
For your eyes only
Personally I find it discordant
And a little disorienting
We deceive our friends
And pretend we are not lonely
Mostly lost and a little distorted
Forced to refrigerate
Our lack of moral attunement
Our only hope is not to give a ****
We never did fit in anyway
So let’s play the game
Where we never say we're sorry

A. Never trust anyone, that doesn't owe somebody, some amount of money.

B. Never trust, anyone, that doesn't owe you money.

My song slips from my heart into the words on this paper
You start to unfurl them like threads curling around your ego
Dreams drift from pages into eyelids
Taking their time to remind us that we are impermanent visitors
We enter and rise to the sound of a fire burning
Turning morning into night and lightning into thunder
In slumber we shudder at the angels that take no prisoners
Gifts and poison all have their necessary reasons
As everything is already a part of every other being

short and sweet
may accurately
describe many things
but never once
a woman

i digress and select a letter
from a pile on my desk at random
perplexed as an isotope
we cope with our failures
by drinking smoke
and inhaling vapor
liquid rapiers blasting
our addictions on the radio
has language declined
as more and more symbols combine
is it blasphemous to rhyme
when you were clearly told not to