your christmas gift is obligations of being water you must flow not with the current – but flow glisten – like with the sun everything else is illusions of the surface the nature of convection finding the pearls at the bottom of a furious ocean the outcasts – the forgotten…
at night death lies by my side like a shadow I dare not look but I imagine she is a spherical form of tiny black dots a dark mist in a slender human shape she reminds me a little of you when you’re dark and as she lies there by…
Oh little willow tree Green willow tree Why did you bloom so early? Why did you bloom so early on Green willow tree Did worries weigh upon you all along? Did you have many worries? Oh green willow tree Did your mother’s voice, so stern, Made you blossom…
on a mountain of naked human bodies draped in honey fire I taste your scorched unloved with a tongue of impaled desire then patiently dig my way down through lustful flesh in molten souls a thrumming sound of a pure calint mesh from wounds and dirt offerings that hurt to…
I exist with the skin of a wolf that weaves waves of intoxicating scents around my nest warm against my chest as I write write and write with flames as light I exist like a wolf haunted and delirious torn by barbed wire the small death, the furious fire I…
A part of my mind has formed that wasn’t there before. I refuse to process, scan, to try to grasp and discern, to categorize and evaluate. An insight, a step, a thought A truth, a feeling, a song A wish, a look, a tear A fear, a breath, a path…
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . what were thcse frames that ncw seize to unexist all thcse adventurcus names left hcmeless in a mist lcst letters in rain ycu granted me with immense…
. a distant memory of when there were scents of bloom frequencies of unfurling unknowing yearning sensing across hills and hollows our childhood corroded the mournful call of the house over glaciers of youth and whispers tears alloyed by the hands of time you see us in the archive footprints…
death bodies, strung like pearls on a dark string hanging, holding each other and others remember I cared for you loudly and sometimes behind your back DON‘T EAT ME past the edge I fell held as a soaked pillow as a bowl of fur in the sun as a waterfall…
I fall from an ancient tower into soft mud nothing but fun pulled up by dinosaurs to burn in the eyes of a patient sun drink from oceans of past goodbyes a wonderful wedding where everyone else but me are dressed as god the wants and the wills endure the…