the visitor outside

the air around me became instantly thin
I couldn't see a bit
my ears stood up, I froze, and then
my heart started throwing a fit
I don't know how, but I was flying
my feet never moved so fast,
lock the doors, suppress the crying,
maybe he'll leave at last.

creation pt. 2

the largest piece of black construction paper was interrupted by an explosion of glitter.
BANG!
God created the nightshift government.
a lion, a crab, a scorpion, a snake, hunters, tools, chariots...
it was good.

worms

silver starry dew
touch it.
I dare you.
you'll be touching the stars
to the worms anyway
a drop of water is mars
and grass is a super-highway

bedtime battle

the devil tries to sleep with me.
and he is never still.
I tell him not to stay in here
he whispers soft 'i will'
Jesus Jesus Jesus
tell him please to leave
Jesus Jesus Jesus
I really do believe

hillside 1

spattered on the dirt
green yellow green
the water wipes the rocks
clean slick clean
rain said hello
sun shines yellow
the 'never come out sad man'
I've never even seen

you are pretty

I have looked at the moon

a whole whole lot

I have felt of the sunshine too.

but never have I ever
looked at or felt

anything as pretty as you.

pines

the hills boil up there
well down maybe
the steam catches the air
it's called fog really

the smell of the world's biggest mud pie:
pine.

and the tops belong to me:
mine.

i breathe in through my nose.
as much of an explorer as any.
i breathe out from my mouth
the air that's breath for many

just as it is yours;
mine

The man with the blue balloon

one day a man with a blue balloon.

walked around and whistled a tune.

he saw a girl with a pretty smile.

so they sat and talked a while.

before he got up and went away.

he gave her the balloon. it started that day:

she missed the man an awful lot

it was nearly every thought.

for every thought she had of it

she'd blow it up a little bit.

time went on and then one day

they met again while on their way.

she said "look sir. I've stretched it out."

he said "I knew you would without a doubt."

mermaid

silence. it is moons turn

shh shh shh

the water says

sleep to the endless churn

shh shh shh

the water says

I know she is out in there somewhere

shh shh shh

the water says

swimming and oh her golden hair

shh shh shh

the water says

spit it out

something never

whenever you want comes out

to say

just inside

your brain

sits

the word and

another

up and up

swell

whatever

gets bigger

it is

cant figure

you it

out

agh.

never mind

you don't have to say it.

they can see it in your face.

I promise

playtime

in the day you can find me swimming

with mermaids and pirates and fishing

in the night i'll be out flying

with the planets and on the stars i'll be wishing.

if the pavement is wet, i'm sailing far

my boat crashes down in the gutter

if it is hot and you smell the tar

i'm bathing in the freedom of summer

until now i wanted you with me

but then i didn't know who

now that i know and now that i'm ready

i hope you'll bathe with me too

haint

a ghost follows me from time to time

he blows in through my fan

or taps me in the breeze

if a hill i choose to climb

he pulls my hand

and tugs my sleeves

if it's sleep i really want

he whispers fast

and flickers bright

he's the subtle kind of haunt

that doesn't last

but through the night

bedhead

I went to bed with my heart unsettled.

I woke up bright with my head disheveled.

So if a hurt inside,

comes out in my hair,

I take it all back.

life IS fair.

if I could wrap it up

if I could I really would

give you these so read on please

the cool wet ground

the air all around

the laughter of a hundred frogs

the fire from all the cut up logs

a summer breeze

the swaying trees

a word that meant . all words.

(one)

the song of all your favorite birds

(one)

and another goodnight kiss

just (one) that meant a million

~I love you

creation pt.1

the world was like a baseball

lacking leather, that's all.

the pitch? a sixty six thousand seven hundred mile per hour curve

the jumbo tron lit up the place

that was the sun. in space.

it was good. STRIKE

bargemen

waves pound the side

while the bundled sit and ride

...or float rather

down the wide river...

the one that might be a sea.

lights glow and sway

bells dance and play

...or ring maybe

almost sing really...

prettiest damn song that bells could sing.

colors

a color inside

is crawling outside

it fills my words

and thats the upside

it fills my head

it spills out red

blue and yellow

until i'm dead

when i stop

out will pop

a beautiful sprig of grass.

right from the top of my head

music

dirty handed man

the wind blows for you

showered hand shaker

for you the sky is blue

for the steering wheel drummer

the lights will change some more

practiced fisherman

who else do the trout slurp for?

for my love the sun will shine

for my love the moon will rise

just as she is mine

the stars are her surprise

responsibility

built to build

is all of mankind,

until the world is filled

with the progress of mind,

but since every brain

must stop and rot,

finish this chore,

mankind will not.

it is up to you

to create

a positive place.

you mustn't wait

another nighttime

if they plant me in the ground,

I hope that no one makes a sound.

if the light bulbs all go dim,

I hope you won't be mad at them.

and if I do not fall asleep,

help me, god, my day to keep.

goodnight

goodnight moon

goodnight stars

goodnight fire

goodnight cars

and goodnight mostly

listen closely

I love:

you

Bones

if the bones come out to dance,

i might have to take a chance.

put one foot in front the other,

and stamp the leaves with boney smother.

water

the potter cant create

the hollow of the soul,

and no one can relate

or follow down the hole.

i wont dive anymore

maybe i'll just fish.

i do not know what for,

whatever fills my dish

locomotivation

my marrow laced with vigor

to cure me of my rigor

hold my sinew strung with hours

of pulling tender flowers.

my breath is like the steam

exuding from my machine

built for the construction

and the reasonable destruction

of all that is

and all that will

be man

tie me to this seat

but you will never eat

the meal of my disposition

unfinished 1

the time is here that all the world should know,

my voice should boom across the sands and snow,

for peoples ears my voice may not be loud,

but shall be heard by every brooke and cloud,

the birds will shush and fish will slow their swim,

the mammals and the bugs this is for them:

fear not the follies of my fellow man

morning

i woke up this morning

with a hurt deep inside

the soft kind, like a burning

a want so big that i cried.

for togetherness and for peace

for safe and for warm

please sometime soon at least?

i've lived for it since i was born.

i got up and i peeled back the velamen

i cried myself to the roots

and i sat on the edge of my bed and then

i started to pull on my boots.

i want more of what i get

selfish? i don't think so

but don't you ever forget

how happiness hurts me though

mud

the sunshine fills my blood

like it will for years

my blood is made of mud

and love and sweat and tears

the girl again

you see, my brain is lazy,

when it's warm out there.

she starts to drive me crazy

i can't think. this isn't fair.

life is full of beauty,

but my eyes just can't perceive,

she's so stinkin' pretty,

man, you won't believe.

sleep machine 2

the fan whirrs near the door

a sound i've heard before

the window fights the breeze

it's nice on nights like these

they say that spring is here

but the crickets outside, i fear,

have forgotten how to chirp.

my sheets are tight and cool

and my body tries to fuel

no pillows, i don't like them

no lights lit, the moon's dim

i nod and doze myself

with a book pulled from the shelf

my sleep is full of whirrrrrr

my words may start to slur

purpose

as the sunshine fills my skin, my lungs, and my eyes

my palms tingle, and they weave through the springtime skies.

my heart beats with the blood of a thousand thinkers

as my feet churn on the pavement of industry

i feel the dirt underneath them move through me.

the advancement of mankind lives in my bones

the girl

sometimes i feel as though i have pulled the door off of my microwave oven, plunged my melon into the newly created cavity, set the apparatus to 'popcorn', and plugged the chord into her brain....... fssssssssssss ssssssshhhhhhh POW! instant enlightenment

mama's tea

the clouds shaded our skin

and we decided to sit inside

but when we huddled in

was when mama cried

she opened up and rained

and let her feelings out

she watered every flower

and quenched the jumping trout

the dirt, now mud,

up on the earthy table

grew a healthy cud

to fill the farmer's stable

the best tea ever made

comes from leaves and rot

I would rather mama cry

than fear that she will not

Ice cream

snow covers the ground

it's the icing on the cake

when the moon comes around

they'll have themselves a date

she'll shine her silver shimmer

he'll steam and he'll gleam

I guess they'll call that moon ice cream

my room is cold

but that's the way it is

and I shouldn't mind

the winter's bitter kiss

but I get so cold

when I feel so alone

then I think of you

and I start to feelin' warm

Moonlight and Mtn. Dew

moonlight and Mtn. Dew,

and the crickets of course,

and the sounds of tires chew,

and the whinny of the horse,

the torrent of the river,

and the black of the sky,

topped with the stars like glitter,

that look close as the crow flies,

the asphalt and the gravel,

and the mud and the grass,

the long slender poles,

topped with buzzing bulbs in glass,

when you're out looking,

there is so much you can do,

but everything is better,

when I write it down for you.