"Apr 23 2003, 06:55 AM" today: stomped my foot and the ole hoot owl just keep hooting '99: Poet is Priest I'm confused clutter -pour me a drink today: Sip my coffee and aint no haiku here.
aint no! '99: Whisky breath - New Years Eve -forget me not * passionate - brilliant -you woe me & be gone.
* Mondrian rhythms - St.
Louis art museum -clos'd my eyes today: quicksand in your teeth, grit in your E Y E '99: tishmal - dismal - Jaded.
* dharma - karma .
randi.
* Yugen - Haiku -ashes today: bury my foot down yonder with my wounded knee * stars yawn, my gut picks up where it left off * non response! void is truth-untouchable: attentive be the flame.
'99: gray ghost voice - anonymous tone -long * pass the wine - so full of cyn.
- * Under the arch - Pornos seen from balcony - -no where to hide.
* Neal at the wheel - Lonesome angel -go back in time.
today: Juxtaposing the heart: Are you a sayer or are you sacred? The junipers..
..
already know your name.
* Immeasurable! Castrated.
No named.
Being stoned by heat.
New light's been given; cling not.
* One two three four.
One two three four.
One two three four: when the #'s hit home: Insufferable knowledge obtains dread understanding; I must crush the stars.
'99: "poor look now at the key board is enough to make my poor heart ache" * "here I am alive as any other at five am, I my eternity" "brilliant to pursue drag down" (paraphrased) I know myself to be holy light of vision! I will never tell of You and Time.
today: he Was dreaming, as I am dreaming, as the universe is dreaming: and that dream is real; and that dream will be redeemed.
Cold tide know.
* fool to speak.
fool to know.
fool by very definition- fool is he that speaks- ignoring definitions! * flamentersoft flamexistslow rollingodhamrarousestrangennuI s ssssssssssss ssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssss ssssssssssss ssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssss ETERNITY: the stench of crumpled currency ETERNITY: a soft pair of tits in you mouth ETERNITY: a little flower underneath you foot FLAME: that which-is eternal.
that which- is untouchable.
FLAME: a little flower underneath you foot.
* innuendo crescendo window essence is each essence is a never ending sentence * is! is...
is! fuuu~ aint hills in the rain aren't! (wan Isms) Henry Miller, lend me your empty stomach Anais Nin, stay Proust make love to the clock Jude, rest now rest now rest now Hardy, why not romance the dawn (squared poem and tick tocked the lively) "but I have" * silent chambers of my voice seethe 1980: predawn Euphoric.
valium.
scream.
pimped.
"i'll come on him and make him mine" "now I thee wed" 1984: let me tell you something.
TEARS! remonstrance.
100 ft tall no more! "wove you" hiding in the cellar running in the woods tearing in the pillow waiting for the whippoorwills to come.
what good's all this now.
to me.
to anyone.
suicides a sweet reminder that anything's possible.
"couldn't harm a fly," he said "how you gonna cut your wrist?" "want to do it?" "how transparent!" "yes; but you don't understand, it's already done.
as well as continuing.
the rest is up to angels, let us become.
" interior sketch: beggin light with every twitch.
loving.
six months deep in decay.
six months depth in light.
six months!? dove for four backward- that original desire predating birth.
muscled, thin, railed.
self railed.
all helled.
hell oh well is still Hell.
all is light; that is, therein light.
speak soft, learn what to remember.
DREAM: a city where anything is possible.
a city decontrolling.
relationships everywhere decontrolling, bodies.
body.
symphony.
weakening.
BECOME! don't look back when you get yor nex chance boy; you'll be back in this room wif this voice if'n you don but then where?! but then what?! sad sad mad glad you're a fraud, you're a fake, don know how to feel.
fuck you; and fuck me for knowin.
* you and you alone idol tall & beautiful * Sleepless.
Come, to better know I must...
when the clock ticks, cry I must...
let the power surge; blow all fuses and laugh in the fabulous light at night so bright on a flight- to here and back HERE! where the blood sleep, sizzles.
HERE! were nothing can be touched with hands of real fools.
HERE! where nothing matters except what- is in starry night this vision * visions aint this visions aint that visions cant stop the rain; fission cum wamin; cold bowels move slowly, passing universal gallstones of your speech of your blather of your never-ending debacles I have only known one, once, from afar, as perfection.
and perfection aint perfect either perfection is heartbreaking once you see it.
perfection in imperfect ness.
that is, OF> slicing your veins and sending shocks through your memory the vial is soft only one knows the vial there are many a series of vials to choose from.
one is the right one.
conclusion is an impossible manner of predilection maya is everyone discovery is a chance opportunity live for what you know; and stop with these is's 'oy.
* show me burnt corpses show me dead children I want to see them in your office on your floor can you? can you look back, retrace your steps and condone what you have done? if you can, then i'll gladly dance over them to get to your throat or dance on out we should have been suffering inwardly long ago for every soul suffering ecstatic for life ecstatic for no reason * the rest is static * goddess, in your imperfection I see art- in your perfection I see light like I have never seen in the sky.
strangely it is hard to come to grip with.
obviously I was put here to see this.
as well as die.
I want to be the devil that can remember these revelations eternally.
* god, was not this the same with you and your son? god, is truth sin? ah, but I know the ego is of the holy.
and the holy of your womb.
I want to pray to you, I just want to pray to you like the child I u s t to be and remember that I am still a child (safe in the i-n-f-r-a-s-t-r-u-c-t-u-r-e of your ego) * when I die, I will have no need for these eyes.
they will have b e e n.
something will remain, I will dance the wretched dance, and pay the price of time.
suffer the burden of work.
for now, hot climates denied.
for n o w IS, opposite to what I need.
I feel the fuses blowing everywhere, soon there will be something new to complete this reality.
caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! your seminal winds.
your plastic doldrums.
neck muscles strain to meet the challenge.
tongue.
in.
pussy.
~puwsh.
~puwsh~ sky.
in.
window.
sky.
in.
sky.
out.
day in.
day thruout.
* today: thick honey; & honey so thick, you melt.
99: slaves in the field pickin cotton - America's forgotten * step up, reply truthfully; blessed be your wandering foot * blessed be your march * blessed be your home * blessed be your art * blessed be your students * blessed be your will your way * blessed be your one handed axe swing.
* blessed be your blind love.
blessed even when I abhor you for it.
* blessed be your new found tranquility * you end with you and I end with i sitting here sober but high * let me make love to your pages to your words, so beautiful I faint and come alive again wither ever realizing it; faint so faint so soft sof sof sof thought; and fair Emily, where is she? observing the butterflies, there she is; when I observe the butterfly, there she is.
* lounging in expectations of others, cool dress on your skin **** musak **** music "'lecTRick body numb body be numb" small talk like a sweet candy and a rose be dandy in yor hair shooting star, where are you tonight? shooting star, I am thinking about you.
something inside me breaks! now and I stop now, knowing not how your feel; or if this universe of mine, this verse, is of no concern- to not only you but anyone.
then.
well.
not under these stars.
& zen fluidity weds night & night weds endlessly to streams of thought whetting appetites all around & rimbaud- what of him hello- "this inspiration proves that I was dreaming.
" oh yes, oh yes, even you.
a dreamer! frail! radiant angel, your reality is the only reality.
there's a next dream (and the dream was REAL); and in between times, you've creamed (certain heaven) figuratively.
otherwise, assuming the ecstasies of a poet; then the certain death, re summoning those visions.
that only you could know! only you could howl your love and K NO W! arming yourself against the cold you know you must now endure.
back to earth.
as ever as ever farethewell *firewall brandishes rubies I am bitter I am stranded they write it off i'd like to give him a backhand in return or a kiss; I DON'T KNOW how to connect the dots, how how tears will do no good.
she won't care nor he; perhaps, it is only I that knows what I mean.
they are blind.
they carry gifts.
they've put the wrong heartbreaks in the wrong order; loving them all the more, I jump the ledge & these waters are cold by degrees of self overdose.
and the real saint, will she be reduced to tears in the end? her bones crack as she sleep crack as I speak; and I bleed, tho there's nothing I can do about that.
but rise from the ash I will; and i'll find it hard to be bitter.
what irony is the life within these bones- things always changing.
wood man's last haiku: ash scatters.
said i.
haiku is shapely.
"my axe blade.
that forest shade/ soft jade.
" * so many thousand of ways to say scatter there never will be an end.
oh so many words, voices, chatter er, ladders, soft in between's and this's, hope> soft underside of compassion upside down or any way you like, just words.
they must end.
inspiration must die.
smoke vaporizes and leaves a dry spell.
a maple leaf.
a twig off a tree falls on my chest as I nap in the forest.
something to that.
to the ant scurrying alone.
the little girl who will one day be a great dreamer.
and the boy a ballerina.
who knows? * balloons submerge by force * you belong to the sea I to the sun * expecting eternity with all the strength of all my colors "Apr 23 2003, 01:07 PM" exhaustive grace of sparrow sleeps...
lacing up the moon with your eyes; narrow cat-like slits, daylight is recalled.
sparrow nests in the clouds; sound sleep - pacing a dream.
"Apr 24 2003, 06:20 AM" on your way -know you are w h I l I n w h I l I n w h I l I n bright luminescent- like star.
star shine, star be bright star fall; window bend * unholy bent of meadow 'llowing runoff; turning off the system, with a flick of the fingers ginger, turning up the flame sprung and completed competed with the broken daffodils for room birds, this season; reasoned flit flits hittin the wall &, crazed bravely, grieving the existence of- not even a feeling, not a feeling butterflies swarm the air blotting on the sun miraculously & then they are gone & we, here, stand in our graves with all this talk about headaches, grief, thieves in the night, and- more of the same as we are swallowed under wholly intact enacting circus charades here I am- see through.
dreams destroy dreams let the light in obliterating any number of artifacts holy or other leaving jade-like ash ruin to be groped and fought over- counting out a single lifetime in seconds.
pulse beat steady.
necessary.
unraveling un be came be nimble and broke down smoking the last cigarette in the corner howling inanities at the wall here and there, heaven's gate correlates to his swallowed voice, her sinister sister purple robed prowls; brown whiskey'd veins; white flesh.
faint pink tint of cheek heading out, and hitting you up for one last daydream while surely winding the sails.
sailor or a saint.
saccharine goodbying.
withered open withered closed whit'd when came a rose from out from under burning up its immediate surrounding, kindly.
and what of the chivalrous, what of the stoned, what of this one, zen koan'd; and the dry bones permeating philosophy from underneath from inside no Body allow this but no un here * four to one one second changes the scene, and the scene dissolving list fully resoun! resoun! re sound be quick, reverberating mad.
got your last prophetic vision- first.
sun.
first son.
panoramic bird's eye view rambling on.
bird's eye view in the sun, glaring laureates of imageless number.
kicking up crystalline wineglasses while you can.
told em your soul and were burnt indifferently for the fist thing, last.
your lines just kept getting longer and longer as your headaches receded and the room charms were all you had save your name.
you alone.
you wineglass.
busting bubbles at the seams.
pin point, madding throbs, collective leaning.
sweat sacrifice.
lazing in artificial worlds, plucking up flowers, be lazed forever and eternally like an animal gleaming in the sea-distance.
pithy.
p-l-y.
invincible cities in the rain.
budding groves big and small.
shedding water with your fast look-'way.
from the scenery which evades meaning.
moaning in ivory throne gutted of hunger and ready for rest.
buzz of servants like bees- the structure enlarges sadistically.
honey gold, the saxophone dissolves in flesh-e notes.
a cool rain now splashing in brings me back and shows me the foolishness of my attempt, shouldn't have been attempt anyway, wasn't before.
what happened to me- but I feel m e again.
-if- now, I could only say a thousand sweet things a million times over in the lowest of tone, in this my lowest of time, heartfelt and loving, that too wouldn't cure what I'm feeling tonight.
as if I didn't have a right to feel.
time is the web, I must submit and break its back, must ease back and feel the peace and believe in the impossible silently, never rushing to words to specify.
(rain whimpers like a blessed symphony of hearts a-beat) "Apr 25 2003, 06:14 AM" The sun- a fiery-orange nipple incinerating angel-cries.
Priestess is fallen, begging salvation dully She doesn't care She's passing her time till the rest of us pass off into the- bright distance Striking matches with months agape Actors in this, the continuous play teardrops in our clothe; but eventually everything gets left out in the rain.
and we rush to recover blush to discover a new day on its way or here already waiting on o u r way u-pup-UP through heaven praise Angels be soft now, in that wan way explaining sway & SWAY you will and stay you may * trippin stone garden, galloping footstep * Muddy indecision like crazed sister daylight overtaking father Time 1,500 days and counting 1,500 dread moments unite 1,000 colors straight down your gullet, drink 'er hot and gut your moans impassioned & new again till then till later when you wake up, stone blasted.
and breathing choked, beg everlasting madness so many ways to think-it but only one way to shut it out forever- his trodden whiskey grunt, your soft endowment our strangled respects mingling; bloom la bloom, alas room quicksands pull at my consciousness farewell for now who know but that there's not fate and that that fate be gentle.
guiding.
aint no! '99: Whisky breath - New Years Eve -forget me not * passionate - brilliant -you woe me & be gone.
* Mondrian rhythms - St.
Louis art museum -clos'd my eyes today: quicksand in your teeth, grit in your E Y E '99: tishmal - dismal - Jaded.
* dharma - karma .
randi.
* Yugen - Haiku -ashes today: bury my foot down yonder with my wounded knee * stars yawn, my gut picks up where it left off * non response! void is truth-untouchable: attentive be the flame.
'99: gray ghost voice - anonymous tone -long * pass the wine - so full of cyn.
- * Under the arch - Pornos seen from balcony - -no where to hide.
* Neal at the wheel - Lonesome angel -go back in time.
today: Juxtaposing the heart: Are you a sayer or are you sacred? The junipers..
..
already know your name.
* Immeasurable! Castrated.
No named.
Being stoned by heat.
New light's been given; cling not.
* One two three four.
One two three four.
One two three four: when the #'s hit home: Insufferable knowledge obtains dread understanding; I must crush the stars.
'99: "poor look now at the key board is enough to make my poor heart ache" * "here I am alive as any other at five am, I my eternity" "brilliant to pursue drag down" (paraphrased) I know myself to be holy light of vision! I will never tell of You and Time.
today: he Was dreaming, as I am dreaming, as the universe is dreaming: and that dream is real; and that dream will be redeemed.
Cold tide know.
* fool to speak.
fool to know.
fool by very definition- fool is he that speaks- ignoring definitions! * flamentersoft flamexistslow rollingodhamrarousestrangennuI s ssssssssssss ssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssss ssssssssssss ssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssss ETERNITY: the stench of crumpled currency ETERNITY: a soft pair of tits in you mouth ETERNITY: a little flower underneath you foot FLAME: that which-is eternal.
that which- is untouchable.
FLAME: a little flower underneath you foot.
* innuendo crescendo window essence is each essence is a never ending sentence * is! is...
is! fuuu~ aint hills in the rain aren't! (wan Isms) Henry Miller, lend me your empty stomach Anais Nin, stay Proust make love to the clock Jude, rest now rest now rest now Hardy, why not romance the dawn (squared poem and tick tocked the lively) "but I have" * silent chambers of my voice seethe 1980: predawn Euphoric.
valium.
scream.
pimped.
"i'll come on him and make him mine" "now I thee wed" 1984: let me tell you something.
TEARS! remonstrance.
100 ft tall no more! "wove you" hiding in the cellar running in the woods tearing in the pillow waiting for the whippoorwills to come.
what good's all this now.
to me.
to anyone.
suicides a sweet reminder that anything's possible.
"couldn't harm a fly," he said "how you gonna cut your wrist?" "want to do it?" "how transparent!" "yes; but you don't understand, it's already done.
as well as continuing.
the rest is up to angels, let us become.
" interior sketch: beggin light with every twitch.
loving.
six months deep in decay.
six months depth in light.
six months!? dove for four backward- that original desire predating birth.
muscled, thin, railed.
self railed.
all helled.
hell oh well is still Hell.
all is light; that is, therein light.
speak soft, learn what to remember.
DREAM: a city where anything is possible.
a city decontrolling.
relationships everywhere decontrolling, bodies.
body.
symphony.
weakening.
BECOME! don't look back when you get yor nex chance boy; you'll be back in this room wif this voice if'n you don but then where?! but then what?! sad sad mad glad you're a fraud, you're a fake, don know how to feel.
fuck you; and fuck me for knowin.
* you and you alone idol tall & beautiful * Sleepless.
Come, to better know I must...
when the clock ticks, cry I must...
let the power surge; blow all fuses and laugh in the fabulous light at night so bright on a flight- to here and back HERE! where the blood sleep, sizzles.
HERE! were nothing can be touched with hands of real fools.
HERE! where nothing matters except what- is in starry night this vision * visions aint this visions aint that visions cant stop the rain; fission cum wamin; cold bowels move slowly, passing universal gallstones of your speech of your blather of your never-ending debacles I have only known one, once, from afar, as perfection.
and perfection aint perfect either perfection is heartbreaking once you see it.
perfection in imperfect ness.
that is, OF> slicing your veins and sending shocks through your memory the vial is soft only one knows the vial there are many a series of vials to choose from.
one is the right one.
conclusion is an impossible manner of predilection maya is everyone discovery is a chance opportunity live for what you know; and stop with these is's 'oy.
* show me burnt corpses show me dead children I want to see them in your office on your floor can you? can you look back, retrace your steps and condone what you have done? if you can, then i'll gladly dance over them to get to your throat or dance on out we should have been suffering inwardly long ago for every soul suffering ecstatic for life ecstatic for no reason * the rest is static * goddess, in your imperfection I see art- in your perfection I see light like I have never seen in the sky.
strangely it is hard to come to grip with.
obviously I was put here to see this.
as well as die.
I want to be the devil that can remember these revelations eternally.
* god, was not this the same with you and your son? god, is truth sin? ah, but I know the ego is of the holy.
and the holy of your womb.
I want to pray to you, I just want to pray to you like the child I u s t to be and remember that I am still a child (safe in the i-n-f-r-a-s-t-r-u-c-t-u-r-e of your ego) * when I die, I will have no need for these eyes.
they will have b e e n.
something will remain, I will dance the wretched dance, and pay the price of time.
suffer the burden of work.
for now, hot climates denied.
for n o w IS, opposite to what I need.
I feel the fuses blowing everywhere, soon there will be something new to complete this reality.
caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! your seminal winds.
your plastic doldrums.
neck muscles strain to meet the challenge.
tongue.
in.
pussy.
~puwsh.
~puwsh~ sky.
in.
window.
sky.
in.
sky.
out.
day in.
day thruout.
* today: thick honey; & honey so thick, you melt.
99: slaves in the field pickin cotton - America's forgotten * step up, reply truthfully; blessed be your wandering foot * blessed be your march * blessed be your home * blessed be your art * blessed be your students * blessed be your will your way * blessed be your one handed axe swing.
* blessed be your blind love.
blessed even when I abhor you for it.
* blessed be your new found tranquility * you end with you and I end with i sitting here sober but high * let me make love to your pages to your words, so beautiful I faint and come alive again wither ever realizing it; faint so faint so soft sof sof sof thought; and fair Emily, where is she? observing the butterflies, there she is; when I observe the butterfly, there she is.
* lounging in expectations of others, cool dress on your skin **** musak **** music "'lecTRick body numb body be numb" small talk like a sweet candy and a rose be dandy in yor hair shooting star, where are you tonight? shooting star, I am thinking about you.
something inside me breaks! now and I stop now, knowing not how your feel; or if this universe of mine, this verse, is of no concern- to not only you but anyone.
then.
well.
not under these stars.
& zen fluidity weds night & night weds endlessly to streams of thought whetting appetites all around & rimbaud- what of him hello- "this inspiration proves that I was dreaming.
" oh yes, oh yes, even you.
a dreamer! frail! radiant angel, your reality is the only reality.
there's a next dream (and the dream was REAL); and in between times, you've creamed (certain heaven) figuratively.
otherwise, assuming the ecstasies of a poet; then the certain death, re summoning those visions.
that only you could know! only you could howl your love and K NO W! arming yourself against the cold you know you must now endure.
back to earth.
as ever as ever farethewell *firewall brandishes rubies I am bitter I am stranded they write it off i'd like to give him a backhand in return or a kiss; I DON'T KNOW how to connect the dots, how how tears will do no good.
she won't care nor he; perhaps, it is only I that knows what I mean.
they are blind.
they carry gifts.
they've put the wrong heartbreaks in the wrong order; loving them all the more, I jump the ledge & these waters are cold by degrees of self overdose.
and the real saint, will she be reduced to tears in the end? her bones crack as she sleep crack as I speak; and I bleed, tho there's nothing I can do about that.
but rise from the ash I will; and i'll find it hard to be bitter.
what irony is the life within these bones- things always changing.
wood man's last haiku: ash scatters.
said i.
haiku is shapely.
"my axe blade.
that forest shade/ soft jade.
" * so many thousand of ways to say scatter there never will be an end.
oh so many words, voices, chatter er, ladders, soft in between's and this's, hope> soft underside of compassion upside down or any way you like, just words.
they must end.
inspiration must die.
smoke vaporizes and leaves a dry spell.
a maple leaf.
a twig off a tree falls on my chest as I nap in the forest.
something to that.
to the ant scurrying alone.
the little girl who will one day be a great dreamer.
and the boy a ballerina.
who knows? * balloons submerge by force * you belong to the sea I to the sun * expecting eternity with all the strength of all my colors "Apr 23 2003, 01:07 PM" exhaustive grace of sparrow sleeps...
lacing up the moon with your eyes; narrow cat-like slits, daylight is recalled.
sparrow nests in the clouds; sound sleep - pacing a dream.
"Apr 24 2003, 06:20 AM" on your way -know you are w h I l I n w h I l I n w h I l I n bright luminescent- like star.
star shine, star be bright star fall; window bend * unholy bent of meadow 'llowing runoff; turning off the system, with a flick of the fingers ginger, turning up the flame sprung and completed competed with the broken daffodils for room birds, this season; reasoned flit flits hittin the wall &, crazed bravely, grieving the existence of- not even a feeling, not a feeling butterflies swarm the air blotting on the sun miraculously & then they are gone & we, here, stand in our graves with all this talk about headaches, grief, thieves in the night, and- more of the same as we are swallowed under wholly intact enacting circus charades here I am- see through.
dreams destroy dreams let the light in obliterating any number of artifacts holy or other leaving jade-like ash ruin to be groped and fought over- counting out a single lifetime in seconds.
pulse beat steady.
necessary.
unraveling un be came be nimble and broke down smoking the last cigarette in the corner howling inanities at the wall here and there, heaven's gate correlates to his swallowed voice, her sinister sister purple robed prowls; brown whiskey'd veins; white flesh.
faint pink tint of cheek heading out, and hitting you up for one last daydream while surely winding the sails.
sailor or a saint.
saccharine goodbying.
withered open withered closed whit'd when came a rose from out from under burning up its immediate surrounding, kindly.
and what of the chivalrous, what of the stoned, what of this one, zen koan'd; and the dry bones permeating philosophy from underneath from inside no Body allow this but no un here * four to one one second changes the scene, and the scene dissolving list fully resoun! resoun! re sound be quick, reverberating mad.
got your last prophetic vision- first.
sun.
first son.
panoramic bird's eye view rambling on.
bird's eye view in the sun, glaring laureates of imageless number.
kicking up crystalline wineglasses while you can.
told em your soul and were burnt indifferently for the fist thing, last.
your lines just kept getting longer and longer as your headaches receded and the room charms were all you had save your name.
you alone.
you wineglass.
busting bubbles at the seams.
pin point, madding throbs, collective leaning.
sweat sacrifice.
lazing in artificial worlds, plucking up flowers, be lazed forever and eternally like an animal gleaming in the sea-distance.
pithy.
p-l-y.
invincible cities in the rain.
budding groves big and small.
shedding water with your fast look-'way.
from the scenery which evades meaning.
moaning in ivory throne gutted of hunger and ready for rest.
buzz of servants like bees- the structure enlarges sadistically.
honey gold, the saxophone dissolves in flesh-e notes.
a cool rain now splashing in brings me back and shows me the foolishness of my attempt, shouldn't have been attempt anyway, wasn't before.
what happened to me- but I feel m e again.
-if- now, I could only say a thousand sweet things a million times over in the lowest of tone, in this my lowest of time, heartfelt and loving, that too wouldn't cure what I'm feeling tonight.
as if I didn't have a right to feel.
time is the web, I must submit and break its back, must ease back and feel the peace and believe in the impossible silently, never rushing to words to specify.
(rain whimpers like a blessed symphony of hearts a-beat) "Apr 25 2003, 06:14 AM" The sun- a fiery-orange nipple incinerating angel-cries.
Priestess is fallen, begging salvation dully She doesn't care She's passing her time till the rest of us pass off into the- bright distance Striking matches with months agape Actors in this, the continuous play teardrops in our clothe; but eventually everything gets left out in the rain.
and we rush to recover blush to discover a new day on its way or here already waiting on o u r way u-pup-UP through heaven praise Angels be soft now, in that wan way explaining sway & SWAY you will and stay you may * trippin stone garden, galloping footstep * Muddy indecision like crazed sister daylight overtaking father Time 1,500 days and counting 1,500 dread moments unite 1,000 colors straight down your gullet, drink 'er hot and gut your moans impassioned & new again till then till later when you wake up, stone blasted.
and breathing choked, beg everlasting madness so many ways to think-it but only one way to shut it out forever- his trodden whiskey grunt, your soft endowment our strangled respects mingling; bloom la bloom, alas room quicksands pull at my consciousness farewell for now who know but that there's not fate and that that fate be gentle.
guiding.
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