I'm tired of trying to rhyme
Expired of the idea,
Dying from the expectation,
Crime of the uninspired poet
And I know it
I can show it
Just rhymes with no meaning
To it
Dying from expectation
Admire the man
With nothing to say
Only elation
Infinite relation
Sensation of the nation
Occasion of inebriation
I'm drunk off of education
No occasion for vacation
No sign and no direction
And dying from expectation
I'm tired of trying to rhyme

Ticking clocks
And marching ants
Alligator skin
Crocodile tears
And wings of angels
Different angles
Many alleys
All my allies
Lay down their arms
At my command

If only forever
Satin skin and living pleasure
These words you speak
Intonations said by me
If I find a way

Lost hours
My way in days
Turtle dove
Carrier pigeon
Battleship
And submarines
Submereged in color
Aquamarine
Sight unseen
Is my belief

And if only light will shine
Bright enough to make me blind
I'll find my way by feeling

I feel you
You are the language written on my soul

I will cry because the sun is setting
The advance of age
A fire catching
I used paper as the kindling
Its a fire out of control
It burns us all
Heart and soul
It burns us all into the ash
I should sing to you my setting sun
But inky tears will fall
A lonesome sob
I could beat upon an instrument
A drum of earthenware
But its only brittle dirt
Its only dust
Becoming us

I cannot sing
My empty soul
But I can hope
My tears are music to your ears
I cannot sing the pain I feel
The pain that's real
From loving you
From touching every part of you
My sighs melodious
My laments significant
My hopes through all my fears
The sun only sets to rise

Let the sun rise again
Let it rise over us
Let it be the light
Let it break this darkness

They say keep your head up
They say its one step at a time
But if your head is held too high
How can you be sure
The next step you take
Is onto solid ground?

I don't want you to fall down

They say life is crazy
They say death unavoidable
they say a lot of things
But I've never heard them say
They only want
Everyone to be happy

I don't want you to fall down

The stars not in my sight
                Concrete
Doors are swung wide open but we may never swim
Hotel rooms
Never finding home
A tired job
And useless profession

The tides and misery currents
                 Concrete
The river of awareness that we may never seek
An ocean
That we may never swim
A diving board
And chlorenated water

And I know
The constant come and go
The warmth becoming cold
Becoming heat again

I know
Sometimes what's near is close
Sometimes is distant
And I can't reach

Well I know
That this is not for me
My mind it does agree
But tell that to my heart

I like to write a love poem
I like the sun to rise
But the stark and dark and naked truth
In a world full of hate
The sun only sets

Ego and pride
Derision of some higher form
A lovers quarrel in a lighting storm
And war becomes the norm
I've bit my tongue

I've bit my tongue so hard
Bitten for so long
I bit my tongue clean off
From my mouth the blood will spill

you don't know me
Don't follow me now as I'm headed to war
It's a dumbed-down world
Full of immature adults
Who feel hate
In place
Of admiration

Low
Lower
Lowest
Common denominator
I'm speaking to you

My aim is to restore art
To written word
Its time you knew my name

We all
ALL of us
Everyone
We all
Are slaves

SO
........let us build the pyramids
.....let us build the Parthenon
let us build America

And

Let us watch time make it all fall d
                       .                                         o
                       .                                    w
                       .                                         n

What we create
In the service of our masters
Is only temporary

Our Titanic on a very first voyage

The only thing
That last forever
Is what makes us most afraid

What makes me most afraid

We are all slaves
And it will
ALWAYS
Be this way

The smell that you love
Of freshly cut grass
Is only green leaf volatiles
From when the plant has been hurt

Its only trying to save itself
It only suffered a pain unspoken
That we as man
Enjoy

How can I really live?
When the scent of a just-mowed lawn
Is only tragedy
That brings me pleasure

Its only trying to heal itself
From injury which man inflicted
That I can't help
But love

Wake up and know I love you
Wake up as I'm falling to sleep
Walk in dreams today
Knowing I dream of you

Wake up and forget the nightmares
Wake up to the rising sun
That me and my tired shoulders
Struggle to lift above your soul

Wake up and feel my light
Wake up to the songbirds
Singing you the songs
That I taught them to sing

Wake up and forget the darkness
Wake up to glorious morning
And let my hand be that of an angel
Guiding you to your destined peace

Wake up
And live the dream
I'm having now about you
A truth that I will always love you

I bring a flashlight
Into outer space
The ether in between
Galaxies
I bring a candle
Into a cave
And not see the paintings
Of ancient memory

Heaven help a soul who falls in love

I bring a lamp
Into the void
And cannot find an outlet
I'm left in abysmal darkness
I'll bring a torch
Into the woods
But it never could protect me
From the wolves

Heaven help a soul who falls in love

" I hang my boots to rest
When I'm impressed
So I triple knot'em
And forgot'em"

An impossible silhouette
A candle's flame
A shadow without edges
The space between stars
                  The sky, the rain
                       The ocean between
                           Where I end
     w                           *And you begin
i                           t                           An imagination
          h                        y            ­      A dream
                    o                                 ­ A ghost finding peace
u                                                     ­ A star being born
                                 The wind, the wing   f
                           The currents between       o
                       Where you are                           r
                   And where I'll be                              e
                              ­                                                     v
                                                               ­                       e
                                        ­                                                 r

Crashing in like waves
Sweetest things that she says
As in the market
Fortunes are being made

You can breath the salty air
The cruelest things she says
As down at the harbor
Sailors say goodbye to their wives

This is the city by the sea
Where we can stand on the shore
And look out to see the ocean
We see forever

Ships leaving the bay
She turns her back on me
And heads out once again
For foreign harbors

And in this city by the sea
She left me lonesome
But the bars are always open
And I still have my ***

This is the city by the sea
Where I stand on the shore
And know that I'm alone
Alone forever

Mind full blast
Afterburners on rocket ships
Astronauts in space
Heading to the stars
Only to reach
And be pulled in
To a glorious demise

Mindful blast
I explode irradiating energy
And I don't want you too close to me
Because corrupted minds
Are contagious
And its a disease
Eating slowly

Mine, fool, blast
Don't become, just be
And don't be like me
A slowly rotting heart
Who lives through art
Most glorious
Most unnoticed

You play with the light of the universe
You place the stars within my sight

its only a distant world I'm trying to reach
My ever eternal home

You paint color onto the dark
You place the blue iris in my eyes

And the empty space between the stars
Can only be filled by your love

You dance with the dying suns
And move within me as my heart beat

And even the blood I bleed
Spills to spell your name

Your mind is a shining cosmos
Containing every part of me

You were born as a supernova
You are my beginning and my end

Your love is the first star
And the last one

Rings around the head are not a halo
Its all illusion
A planet of confusion
I hold back my wreaking havoc

I love Despina
I'll do anything to set her free
From the gravity
Of her tragedy

A girl with a halo is not an angel
Im standing on the furthest moon
Aiming for neptune
Im singing songs by psychic pisces feeling pain

I love Galatea
I would gladly die for her
She'll turn my blood into a river
My spirit immortal

An angel without wings is my protector
She cannot fly to me
But I feel her touch
And every bomb I drop

I love Thalassa
I am happy to drown in her spirit of the sea
I know its only the winds
Which make her not be at peace

I'm not afraid
Of idiots
Because I fear only that
Which I can never understand
And idiots
For the most part
Are pretty simple

I only fear
The idiots
Because they outnumber me
And my kind
And I'll never understand
Or find a reason
Why

Let my words go over your head
And fear me
You were never meant to understand anyways

Endless muddled thoughts
Muddied fantasies
Puddles at my feet
Putty I can't mold
We have such visions of art
And dreams of love
Hopes of light
Darkened hearts

Our souls are only fingers reaching
Into our minds
Our feelings come from a place
Of spirits
They are speaking to us
Even now above confusion
They are speaking to us
And I hope that we can listen

Broken skin bleeding
Wind changing direction
When the leaves fall
Sending truth they fall on me
We have such singular wants
And bitter longings
Loss in pleasure
And joy in pain

If we wonder what it means
Well then that is the first step
Which leads to the top of mountains

I'll do anything I need to

You've been through the night before
These eyes that long to hold
Watch as a summer breeze brings the dusk
A sun is setting
Somethings lost
It will be the night once more
These eyes that saw a light
Watch as a witching hour compells the malevolent spirit
Creatures roaming hills
And living ghosts

I lift you up so high
You were the morning
The sun in the sky
The sun has to fall
And even my hands can't hold you back from the night

But as a veil falls over the world
And a shroud falls over your eyes
I'll still shine a distant star
I'll be there in the dark

We were all nameless when we came here
You tattooed your skin with your fear of death
Its only emptiness feeling holes
And inability to feel whole
Inadequacies

I jump at opportunity
See a void and be swallowed
I'm all that I am
Become a vacume
And a happy martyr
I only want what's best for you
And worse for me

You tattooed your skin with your inferiority
And feel ashamed
As the science and psychology prove your weakness
Is my strength
All that I am
Is good enough
For death.....

You weren't good enough for life
Not without the hand of man
To change the writing
From the hand of god

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           ­                      (is)                 (beach)
Ocean Air Subdue..........

I thought positive thinking would make me happy
So I was positive you were the one
Well we find out
Just thinking that someone is something
Doesn't make them be that thing

Well its not your fault

Maybe I haven't learned to be postive enough
Maybe I like to feel the bitter sting of disappointment
Maybe you were never really real to begin with
Maybe I just made you up
Maybe I hurt myself

I know it's not your fault

The city doesn't cry without me
She delivered me a hot piece
Stick in my throat
That even the streets that slept with me
Are dying tonight
Catering the afterglow

Why would you
Tear me up inside?
My feet barely on the ground
Why would she
Tear me up inside?
When my back was always

The city against the wall
No outlines tonight
I can breathe

You weren't alone when you got the news
Modern medicines waiting room blues
A stethascope doesn't know the way your heart beats
And science never found a reason why

Suffer begin

Voice in the night
When words are unspoken
Hands from the sky
Are ripping me open

Suffer begin

You're in room nine the third door on the left
You've been through the test and never know to expect
Sputum cytology, x-rays, and biopsy
You've never needed lungs to breathe

Suffer begin

Words in the night
About a body that's broken
Hands from the sky
Are ripping me open

He is a friend of mine
Suffer begin

I want to be a light
That it dissapates
The darkness in my soul
I want nothing more

A sun will rise
A newborns eyes
Seeing the world
In only black and white

I want to be a light
But a light can be too bright
And you go blind
Believing its darkness

A sun will set
We looked to the west
Seeing the world
As only fading colors

I want to be a light
To show rainbows on your soul
You never saw before
And couldn't conceive

The stars at night
They tell every story
That's ever been
That will ever be

I want to be a light
A shimmer in your eyes
A glimmer of hope
A star you can wish on

A star will shine
The brightest in a constellation
A polestar
That you can follow home

I want to be a light
That it dissipates
The darkness in your soul
I want nothing more

How can I salamander in a river
Can I salamander
Hanging with salamanders
At the **** based farm
Salamanders are crazy
Cardboard carborators
A salamander band
Playing bad great music
Satanic salamanders
Soup and blind melons
Salamanders

I am aware of the space I inhabit
As fully as it is aware of me
As much as I am only decoration
My sound becoming color
Unseen by eyes
I lose myself in the strings I hold
I hold with love
I sit alone in empty rooms
And still sing my song for you

I couldn't not make music
You know
And I know
You couldn't not hear it

I am confined by the space that keeps me
As fully as it traps me in
In a way it binds
My hands are tied
And I can't touch you
I lose myself in the dreams I hold
The stars I love
I float through the universe
And still sing songs for you

I couldn't not make music
The song in my heart
Speaks to your soul
You couldn't not hear it

Let me say it simply
Because the lowest common denominator
Will fail to comprehend
The loqaucious intonations of a verbose paramour trapped in Tartarus

So simply said
I want the world
And everyone on it
To understand

I only want to love
And it causes me such pain

I fell in love with dying suns
Chasms and cataclysms
I fell in love with landslides, avelanches, and falling rocks
I fell in love

I count the days
I count the hours

I fell in love with distant shores
Fading tides and raging oceans
I fell in love with angry water, jet streams, and all the currents
I fell in love

I count the days
I count the minutes

I fell in love with  the world you know
Hungry poor and feasting monarchs
I fell in love with your hope, your dreams, and your despair
I fell in love

I count the days
I count the seconds

I fell in love with your feet
Walking through the world we see
I fell in love with the mud, and the dirt, and the street
I fell in love

I count the steps

The barefoot southerner walks the land
He revels in charming Appalachia
A smile of his home

How to make our way out west?

The skies are eternal loving arms
Wrapped around the mountains
A feeling of home

How to make our way out west?

The sunset of the Cumberland ridge
The sky becomes blood in your veins
A heartbeat of home

How to make our way out west

She fell too far to the right
For me to be at my center
And hold her
Better than any arms ever could
I couldn't break at the red light
The only way to stop
Is like a star
Falling in a black hole
She fell too far to the left
So far my hands can't reach her
And all I feel
Is the pain
Of what should have been
Nothings really right
          What
        Is
Left?

Everyone is always talking to each other
One another
I sit in the darkest corner of a room
I want to be alone
Don't speak
Read me aloud
My lines are only etched by mortal hands
Waiting for a god to understand
I've unlocked the door
Unfastened the lock
Unhinged the chain
And waited
Everyone grows sadder everyday
In every way
I hide in whatever shadows
Content in brutal dark
I won't speak
I'll cry in silence
In black and white and strokes of pens
Waiting for what I understand is color
And love

Sometimes I prefer to be alone
Just me and my sweetest fruit
I was alone while she grew

Truly alone

She came to me
Her home was not the orchard
She came from trees
And limbs and twigs
Her home was not the orchard
She came to me

Sometimes she prefers to be alone
Just her in my hungry hands
She was alone on the branch

Truly alone

Snipers on the tower of Babel
Aiming at the dawn
I'm afraid
We don't speak the same language
Anymore

Lyrically biblical
Pathetically prophetic
Hymns, and psalms, and
Parables
Plots, and graves, and
Funerals

He cries on the top of the minaret
We all start to pray
I'm afraid
There's no god left to hear us
Anymore

Pizarro

And there he lay dying
In a pool of his own blood
He drew a symbol of the cross
alabanza a usted, el quien es dios, jesucristo

So far away from home
With brothers at his side
A lust for gold
A taste of blood

He came flying off the water
He went marching through the mire
One hundred and sixty faithful men
Fighting an empire

So far away from home
With brothers at his side
A lust for gold
A taste of blood

You
Young man
With your hat pulled down
And your head spun around
Don't you hear the sirens in the night?
You
Young man
With your T-shirt on
And your heart beating strong
Can't you hear the sirens in your mind?
You
Young man
With your sneakers tied tight
Still they sock you alright
Do you know its only siren's song?

You
Young man
This world through which you walk
This hope for happiness
Dont let these sirens make you drown

Don't let the life you're forced to live
Bring you
Down
**These sirens don't sing louder than your soul

The Beatles
1967
And all you need is love
But who do you need love from?
Only
One
Person

Yourself

And then you'll love everyone else

My half life becomes me
I laugh at pain
Because it's all I know
Three ducks in a row
Three blind mice
Me all alone
The farmers wife is angry

My dying energy
I can not find the source of strength
I used to know
So I go searching
With feeble hands and aching back
Into a new world
My mind is reeling

Ponce de leon thought he found the fountain of youth
He was wrong
Still I am much like him
I thought I found you

Haiku's are failed art
While trying to match a scheme
You forget your heart

how am I to hold together
   as even the world around falls apart?
I only know i go through this time and this space
the same way these arrows pass through me
ripping at the heighth and the width
the symbols of being
the dimensions I feel

each tear a new loss
and each loss
a new pain

teach me that there is a goal
and I will forge bull-headed forward
never second thought
I stumble rusty headed to the night
I am the face of determination in spite of detriment  
I am the body full of scars and broken bones
this time I will not falter
and if I fall
I will not fail

how am I to hold together?
   I dont rightly know
so long as every door is locked
and every mind is locked
when every move is loss
and even me being in the center
leaves me too far gone

im sure there is that kind of hope out there
the kind of hope that would see light
even in this darkness

Life is one
Big
Huge
Gigantic
Humongous
                      .....
Diverse
Fantastically perverse metaphor

For what happens after you die

So make sure to be happy while you have a choice in the matter

Standing in a pool of water
Dying of thirst
With the limb of a fruit bearing tree above my head
Dying of hunger
I am Tantalus
My suffering
An intricate plan
Designed by none others than the gods themselves

I reach up for the fruit
And my arms aren't long enough
I drop down to quench my thirst
And the water recedes
I am tantalus
My suffering
Is seeing what I need when it's always out of reach

A poet is an artist
Not a mimic
Copy.....
Paste
A word here or there
A feeling before
Said again
With less meaning
And no feeling
A poet is an artist
And artists create
A soul......
Soul
Soul is original
Displayed on a page
Like never before

No one else can say what you say
The way you say it

Come your artist
Come your junkies
                And your flunkies
Come your revolutionaries
Come your student
                 And your teacher

Come your beat poets
And join along
Write your words
And sing your songs

Come your Kerouac
Come your Creely
                  And your Burroughs
Come your Ginsberg
Come your greatest minds
                   And become the generation

Come your beat poets
To Black Mountain College
Write your words
And share your knowledge

Come your genius
Come your heart
                   And your heartbeats rhythm
Come your soul
Come your lungs
                   And your air that you breathe

Come your spirit
To Black Mountain College

These arrows don't sting as they tear apart my flesh
Not too bad

I remembered to forget
To remember
I find myself on edges
And there would be a world below me
Could be
          Crush
Crush me under
Crush my life into the soil
My bones are made to be broken
I sure could use your smile
I could

These arrows don't sting as they rip at my flesh
They feel warm
The consolation
It is
  What I always knew it would be
And I suffer pain
Sitting in pale light
The moon as my son and the sun only sets
And I
      Was always right                      I always knew

These arrows pierce my heart
And point in the right direction

How can I ever explain my self?
I was always searching for souls
I don't want you  to look in my eyes
Unless your ready to fall in

I fall asleep with a brush
Hoping to paint my dreams
When it's my nightmare
That will be my masterpiece

Acrylic idealist
Oil and water
Pastel mystery
Empty canvas

How can I ever explain myself?
I was always wanting to feel
I don't want you to look into my eyes
Unless I'm looking into you

I was born on destruction
And raised in rage
And saved
When I feel creation with you

Hopeless romantic
Fire and ice
Beautiful monster
Lost soul