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Category: poetry
Image | February 28, 2020
i would like to propose a toast to you to all that we have been and all that we will be all that we can be possibility the promise the future truth i would like to propose a toast to finding the peace within thee a cheers to friends that don’t always understand but stand […]
Image | January 5, 2020
After all these years I find myself bowing at your feet and I can’t help but think that this is pure, and that this is holy ecstatic electricity After all these years standing at the center of their own darkness it is heavy all around thee it is death dizzy, escaping a density gravity immensity […]
October 1, 2019
Seeking
There are ten thousand times
ten thousand veils
to hide behind
Mine, is a house of mirrors
In which
I can never be found
or lost
September 2, 2019
Misogyny
internalized or not
the hatred of women
the distinction of
men being greater than
them
why gender is melting away
this is why gender is being destroyed
when the feminine
is really everything that isn’t
a “man”
and the masculine is
what draws invisible lines
in the sand
but neither of them
are man
or woman
and so
what a conundrum
when where you come from becomes
a foreign land to be conquered
and you are lost in the comfort
of being oblivious to the slaughter
of mother of daughter
the one who inherits genocide
and lives in a glass house of which
everyone else can see in
but he can’t see out of
August 24, 2019
The Others are Watching
Once upon a time.
I was having some anxiety and so made a bath for myself. As I slipped into the large porcelain tub, immediately was overcome with the simultaneous feeling that I was sliding onto a metallic examination table. My body gone limp, my eyes slightly rolled back and I couldn’t move… I just lie there and a sense of calm assurance washed over me… I am experiencing the distinct feeling of being in an alternate reality, on a ship of some kind, but like it was alive. I sense that I am not alone in the room, but surrounded by beings I can’t quite make out, and even though i’m not looking at them, the details of their forms begin to emerge in my sight… which are labial, like cave walls, pinky flesh tones, flowing though, like giant fungi. Instantly I know they are called “The Others” … and the feeling lying there is complete serenity. I feel one of them place their fingers on my head and temples, I can see what the hands and fingers look like, as soon as they touch me… though again I am not looking. The hands are large bony and five fingers, long fingers with bulbous tips. I like these hands. I am fully aware that this being is reading all of my vital signs, energy, memories and history with their finger tips … they remove their hands. I feel like a smile. “The experiment is going well.”, the being speaks without speaking. The entire vision vanishes, and I come to my senses, lying in the tepid, porcelain tub.
May 2, 2018
Bliss
Death is
just beyond us
constantly whispering us
back into her abyss
and
everyday that we live
is
resistance
to her
inevitable oblivion
bliss
I lean my breast upon her knife
knowing that
to fear death
is to fear life
May 1, 2018
Everything
You’ve built for yourself a fortress of fear and of doubt
Now I’ll be the one to tell you
you let yourself in
and you’ve got to be the one to
let yourself out
we’re all different and it’s just the same
like, we’re all imperfect, and it’s just that
that perfects us
It’s the hero who lies within and not without
if you dwell in fear, guilt, and sin
than that’s what you got
God
isn’t just a man in the clouds
He’s…. She’s … every thing
and no thing
you can trust me
I’ve looked under and in
every rock
‘tween the crevices of air and water drops
In the faces of
(wo)men and children
soldiers
mirrors
everywhere
Image | December 24, 2015
Mother tell me of the blood in your veins tell of the woes of your soul Mother, tell me of the blood in my veins tell of the secrets the burdens and the triumph the wisdom of the snake take me back to the beginning where you birthed your sun tell me of the lovers […]
Image | December 21, 2015
the south wind blows and blows i tumble like a weed down alleys and playgrounds my brother and i once roved and isn’t it something i can still walk straight home from that school under the shadow of the Hobbs water tower the plastic bags and trash have lined the fence of long lost echoes […]
Image | May 27, 2013
Emerging emergence immersed some cloudy frustration lingering my body cleansing years of unknowing clarity peeking in at me on the brink of remembering who i was in the beginning purity, love returning self consciousness evolving fear, hesitation, darkness diminished and what is left is what is left why am i surprised to find i knew myself […]
Image | November 14, 2012
Recently I have been blessed with a series of visions. That really are One vision. For those with the ears and the eyes. The First began as such; Early in the evening, I found I was in the spirit and busied my self with a yogic dance deemed Birth of the Bug Queen. Bursting forth […]
Image | October 2, 2012
Dear to, The Sir in her morning mirror for thirty years, she has been, studying the you, that she sees in that image reflected funny, that you never knew her never knew her, like she knew you like she knows you, now if you only knew how, she tried to obscure you how she drove […]
Image | September 23, 2012
The Key West Mess I have no idea the day month or even year of these events, I do know that I was in the Navy and we were in Key West. Key West Florida- port of call It must have been fall. Bush elections were in full swing. We were anchored off the coast […]
Image | September 11, 2012
September 11, 2012 about September 11, 2001 About four years ago, I was transiting through LA to visit an old friend Jeanie Gaudette. Jeanie and I had met during our time in the Navy. Jeanie was attending UCLA and taking a terrorism class that I thought I’d pop in and check out for the novelty […]
Image | July 10, 2012
in my soberest and sanest states i am among the soberest and sanest in them or under this sobering rain tunnel clouds vapor angels wind that re arranges my whispers before they exit my borders words that i scream twenty nine years backwards and by the time ears catch these transfers my voice has reduced […]
Image | April 24, 2012
have you ever stood out on the cold corner and begged for change that never comes have you ever slept under a sky of fading stars long ago lights that never was have you ever fallen in love with the moon or the sun have you? have you leapt across gorges of faith endless pits of […]
Image | April 23, 2012
i wake this morning to your fears are all lies. and that which is for you, will not pass you by. i wake in this morning finding all that i lost in the winter in my frosted over rolling over regrets or mistaken spirits i wake in this morning to find i need nothing to […]
Image | February 21, 2012
walking through walls is like falling through cracks or dancing on water a delicate balance of there’s a thousand colours under the slate grey overhang there’s a thousand colours suspended under the paint chips crumbling roof tops running in rivers of trash minced heat entwined humid stick of moldy stench a mothers nature sprouted green […]
Image | December 22, 2011
the ladies these days ain’t like none that you’ve seen at least not in magazines or tv.s the ladies these days… at least the ones that i mean… are bitches and sluts and whiskey swillin’ dirty liars and cunts and i mean that with the most of love they tramp the tracks… er run in […]
Image | November 25, 2011
there is this filling up of what once was this emptying of what this losing or finding of what once was there is this loss or gain this struggle or triumph of what was what is this what will be or can be all this promise possibility all this empty this striving for nothing new […]
Image | November 13, 2011
i got lost in a labyrinth for the millionth time it’s walls were low and the grass had grown over so i thought; how hard could it be to get found? after a long meander i found myself standing at the center and realized that getting found wasn’t much different than getting lost but at […]
Image | September 22, 2011
if this is just a game and we can play anything then i want to play i want to be a fucking pirate or a rogue sailor to curse and bless and sail the seven seas or i want to be a fucking bandit and rob a million bank chains then give back the profits […]
Image | September 3, 2011
i slept and i woke i slept and then awoke to what was different new i slept then awoke to streams of liquid dreaming flowing true mingling skin we’re in the convergence of grit the emergence of twisted limbs covered in different coloured skins stretched taught stretched thin bones go in come out through layers […]
Image | August 22, 2011
i would like to propose a toast to you to all that we have been and all that we will be all that we can be possibility the promise the future truth i would like to propose a toast to finding the peace within thee a toast a cheers to friends that don’t always understand […]
Image | July 30, 2011
suspense in the wake of every single thing is changing the shift of hold on through hard times dreams really do come true walk one foot at a time in line behind the other pointing at the heart surrender to the whatever when ever where am i riding uncomfortably in the gutters the streets nothing […]
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