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The pain in my
Depths, the
Bowels of my
'No' self
To know self
Are the pains
That show
'Yes'
The ever
Breathing consonants
Of constant
reflection.
Wrap up in all of it
And I'll show you myself
mine me yours
Into ether

Reopen

I am not broken
Though I break
And daily
I let the whole world
Take
But call me sick
Because shock
Takes hold of my heart
Which holds
No lock

Questions for you

Who are you
My what?
When can I meet
You wherever?
You know  that
I miss you
A lot
And my
feet are as light
As a feather
So dance with me
Sweetly
Tender new
Mystery
Into ether
And on

Porch light

When I say home
I mean my bones.
Home is dark
And I'm alone.
But every night
Neighbors or not
I let shine a light

On my front porch
My beacon and
Last resort.

creation pt. mine

caving in
a bitter explode
to ask and to
know
is a burn and
a bang.
all alone
in itself.
my ribs
my spine
my fingers
brush the
hairs
of the world
in true
excuse.
...
but or
if
and on
butter
if
and cut
hold me
up
like
water
or hands
or
a word.
just one to
bide my life
another moment.
...
all of the sudden
and out of the blue
a thought of me
has melted to you
all but danger
to nothing but me
turned to life
to yellow
and green.
and just like that
my hurtfuls and
separates
n o t h i n g
cold and warm
and pretty
and yes
nest of tinder
for tenderness
to burn this winter

pride and skin

pt.1
the silence in you
has deafened me
i cannot wake up
the morning
the evening
the in-betweens
catch in my throat
with a song
of contented
anger
of chaotic stillness
wholly pieces
of sad
happies
please dont go
but please come back
my gone
to stay with me
...
tears i cry
but for
laughings sake
and i laugh
for the touch
i touch for
passions sake
and i spill.
cant you hear
for god sakes?
im yelling
with no
lungs.

pt.2
for a glimpse
i whimsy
for you.
like birds
fly
take me
up-down
the not so much
the never so
soons
and the millions
of burnt up moons
world not listens
you but see
you hear
i know.
the music
the fun
the sad
oh pitty.
ill rip out my 
guts to
tell you
youre pretty.

pt.3
dig me a hole
to climb up in
cut me a soul
to wear my friend.

ah, but you have.
and i have nots.
but a bunch
take them
wrap up in them
and ill show
you
myself.

the never-come-out
sad man
is peeking through
my skin.
the wish i have
to not but
yes
to up and
murder him.

not me
but him
so sad and
feeling.

im feeling
for a pride.
you can have
it when it
gets here.

all wrapped up
and stamped up
and boxed up
tied
pride
pride
pride
of mine.
me.
and
yours.

Excerpt

To see me
And know me
Is to have
Watched me
Escape.
Trust me
With my
Rusty
Bolts for bones.
My capacity
exceeds
That of your
Steeds
That carry
You far away
Home.

afterlife

my heaven
my nirvana
is my legacy.
please let my legacy
be one of
love.
my reincarnation
needs be one
of creation.
learning.
building.
loving.
so needs be
my legacy.
i have eaten of the tree
oh god
but so have i
from many vines.

Flag

My nation is my neighbor
My creed is my love
And my hands
And fingers are my flag
With the spirit and
Power of God
~into ether~

What I am

I am an ocean
A swelling wave maker
I am a grave
A cold still
Pit.
I am the shame
Under your
Makeup
And the pride
Of a new father.
I am alive.
All of me.
My stillness
Waits with energy
My sadness builds
A home for my joy
That thunders
Through the sky.
I am alive.
Even in death.
I am alive.