The stream (all workshops)
Even sleep has an element of time,
for you just awake after a
slumber
and
then you enter a no time zone
if you don't awake
Till then sleep and awake
as usual,
till slumber does over take,
then you enter the timelessness zone
and
about that there is no mistake.
Till then sleep
and
if you desire awake
then when Sadie is ready
she will come
and
you she’ll take.
crushed delicates
drawered deep and hidden behind
dark pleasured guilt 'til
someone with proclivities
heretofore unbeknownst
entered her boudoir
with enticing toys
inviting her to share
this night
in a carnal carnival
of fetished joy
her loss of shame
was startling, instantaneous
and as satisfying
as sweet morning kisses
caressed in glorious sunshine
I must sit down and turn around
be mindful as I sit,
the reason you can't see my face
is it's covered with your spit!
This gravy-train is quite insane
I chew my food real good;
I have a way of saying things
but I'm so, misunderstood!
It's alright, I'll be polite
and say what's on my mind;
if negatives breed negatives
I'll be the other kind.
With borrowed soap, I can't lose hope
and air my cares outside;
crest
stetch split
this mirror break
in cascade shards
a many cast brokenness
collects
dwell splinter dancers
rest
the days yearning host
flush has fled
like funeral candles
and ice on the trim of
the shed
the wamth cup light
appeal
the great Purifier
is here
You save my heart from being stone
and have done so for so many years
kept this brooding man from life alone
a fate which any sane man fears
For I know one such as I
can't be easy to endure
how often have I made you cry?
far too many times I'm sure
You're the one who melts the ice
every time my soul turns chill
you're the sole one to entice
me back down that frozen hill
I looked at the sky today
and you came into mind,
I wondered if we were
one pretending to be two
or if we were two moving
towards each other like
sunrise to the moon.
Like love.
Lips that slake the outside thirst
for clear water
leave crimson petals on the glass,
mocking the mask that belies innocence.
.
Rest eludes the racing mind
surrounded by shouts of soul
and eternal fires, yet
sleep would bring another hell.
~
There is no escape
for this unworthy lamb
rejected by the good god
unworthy of a fairytale redemption.
~
She would rather walk alone
than listen to the mocking bleat
bounce pitiful from pew to pulpit,
forever and ever, amen.
~
they say there hasn’t been a miracle
since heaven up above knows only when
and things we used to see as spiritual
have somehow moved off way beyond our ken
a long time’s passed since angels, happily
delivered news of wondrous, new instruction
we hurtle on, towards calamity
to thirst, disease and weapons of destruction
a baby born a year ago this spring
today has proven there’s phenomenon
she stands and staggers, totters, then she’s walking
and so the human race continues on
The Loving
How you may cry,
did this world
that has enclosed me.
For long days,
become so real.
That you would turn
from those days
Those days
when the sun felt warm
as it played with your skin.
Making each gentle caress
of the breeze
a multitude of sins
Did you lose sight
of the real you
then only see your wishes
What if they can see,
those things in their minds
Then you are not
what they are looking for,
because they are blind
ABOUT INCANTATIONS
you are magic
enchantment.
you sing your words
modulate your love
murmuring melancholy
in minor key
and golden tongue
you have touched
my very meaning
and brought my soul
to a near dying
with your deceit and lying.
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