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Tuesday, February 17, 2015


Within a Life

Flesh trapped in  
(we try to kiss)
the reality of
one past life
built a kingdom
in the form of a mask,
painted over the tenderness
of pink flesh
a masquerade to lie behind.
Feet stuck in the ground
pillars of stubborn stone
erects a statue into
a false forged trust
molding artistically
elemental scavengers
who use innocent skin 
to form a bust.
Unmoved from the
rambling voice
love and such
things like the truth,
faith in mine
high and low pitch
chips and blows
thick shells from
the inside out
tears of stone
raining lava bombs
makes me cry
waters the earth
sand and snow
age adds wings
to life of worth

A face looking
through a facade from
the same eyes of the black
A voice on repeat
cracks the mulish,
files down the rumors,
scares away the dust
changes the chemicals
down to one alabaster
of another time
or one's own made up mind. 


Wednesday, February 4, 2015


Metal Body

I know the full moon blooming
deep in the lapis sky
where pearl clouds haze
a metal sea of dark loves,
faith's antiquity carves
lines in an agate soul blooming
into an aged face turning

with eyes closed, sinking
deep into the silent sturdy earth
printed fingers dance over
vibrating fleshy dirt
leaving a universe of dark trails
inside a vast harmonic breath

exhaled in the dark, music found,
one might call it a heart
of white wings
shimmering, humming
a singular song; a voice
as passionate as unseen wind
moving freely inside
an ever changing divinity.