Cough

Tune
Flies
come regularly
the blue
of their
veins
grows misty
in the beacons
slice
slice
there is
no real beauty
beyond
these walls
we open
pits
of passive
make believe
to fuel
our remedies
there the waters
run deep

He
he almost
ran
west
towards her
he almost cast
down
his eyes
greeting upon
the small lines
in her face
beyond
soda pop
inside
lemon drops
open towards
the eyes
drifting
in the distance
of this
their story


kill
Empty
with the numbness of fall
I keep
her eyelashes
on the top step
they almost don't fit
anymore
their old words
pass over
the deep creeping
frogs of the bog
who lay down
and drift
high above
the heavy dust
of autumn
we carry
her death
bend to the weight
of the flowers

Moments
I made
this fate
it screams
at me
hello
from an
empty
hand
and I
cry
goodbye

Host
Gather
the glue
for wheels
unknown
we pass down
into the realms
of tomorrow
we pass into
infinity

Home
Bless
the water
inside
it fills
the fur
up towards
rims
of gas
the slow
eight minutes
pass
keep  the break
closed
full

cost
Crime
windows
down upon
the hall
makes the
smallest
things
struggle
forever

Bullet blows

1.Handles

These sink

into 

the bottom

of lungs

so small

that winter

wears them 

out

for a walk

down 

paths

unfamiliar

and strange

these are

the beasts

that we

feed

and the reason why

we are alive.

2. Comfort

Make me

into these

your fields

of glory

and present

my soul

as a stone

upon the 

hearts of

those

who never 

had a 

choice.

3. Water

Speak now

I beg

to hear

the voice

of a king

and the rapture

of a God.

4. Rope

Your hands

square

like stone

upon this

fragile crest

you call 

a body

made of flesh

and bone

and water

we bathe

in the lather

and stop 

for no one

but,

the sun

5. Baby

Head held

high

upon this

ground

we close

our eyes

and sleep

the day

6. Furious

How do 

I not

wait 

for you

How do 

I not

roll in 

whatever

is left

of hope

and lift

my thoughts

to it ----

STOP!!!

Things will 

never turn 

this shade 

of black

even in the 

fuel of night

when the weather

has struck cold

deep in a 

young man's 

heart.

7. Cluster

Keep the center

of the whiskey warm

freeze the rest

I find it too bitter

salt 

down

sinks

down

d

o

w

n

sails

into icy water

while the snakes

eat our bones

and the pasta

grows cold on

the kitchen table

whiskey warm

is hollow ground

it forms a bond

with the brick

that I must defend

that I will.

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1.Mess
All these mirrors
rushing
bending
taking turns
with the circles
never ending
collapsing
on each other
to make it
to the finish line
to make it out first
to win the metal
and claim the prize
but,
there is
no talent
left
no hopeless romantic
to lead the pack
and all that died
within the floorboards
of that car
at that station
stayed hidden
white ruins
until now

2.Station
Wave a flag
on serenity
keep it moving
til she passes by
and holds my hands
in her death stroke
confusion
from the crossing guards
up the street
these are the lyrics
that we die for
the endless soul
of our perpetual belief
relief from what ails us
and calls us back home
what seems familiar
but leaves us
when we need it most
calling out for her
I pass midnight
in the blue of her eyes
she swallows
the stars
and I keep it
from exploding
through her mouth
she swallows
the moon
and eats the Earth
while it is ripe
I have no home
but her
and she no warrior
but me

3.  Giving
Within this mist
the fear comes
trembling back
with claw paws
hands at the roof
of its mouth
and simple tools
meant to destroy
we never kill our enemy
but, we gather
the flesh
and keep it whole
save it
to eat later
when the guardians
are awake
and the lightning
has called to slumber
dare we drive
this alert
to no one
and only the closest
shall come
to partake
of the heart

4. Search
With this
we rest
our bones
in servitude
to you
your
grace
we humbly collect
the mass
you call
a grave
and surrender
our keys
to you
with one hand
given the rocks
to break our bones
how can we not
reveal everything
within
a
whisper

5. Sweat
How do
we stop
the angry mob
coming to kill
the youth
how do we make
them forget
all the horror
that has been done
we collect
it all in a
paper sack
and draw it out
into the world
with leaves made of
silver
and
gold
we pledge
fury
to the beast
nestled in the pit
of our breast
and all the while
we sleep
with long eyelashes
and curly hair
naked
in the water

6.  Define
Gear up
this time
we never stop
we drink their
blood
we piss on the heads
of their infants
we sink our teeth
into their necks and pull
pull everything out
all of their happiness
the marrow
from the bone
and we forgive
nothing

7.Me
I really don't see
this powerful me
I don't see her
in the mirror
of hear her
when I speak
I don't even know
that she is there
I hope that she continues
this powerful me

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garden

how do 

I make it?

out of the corner

of your eye

little spot

little spot

so grim

place my hand

on your shoulder

and watch

the world

spin

Grace

Beat 

the numbers

raw 

turning heads

how bashful

we wink

and then forget

why we said

hello

Sugar Skulls

I forget 

how humble

the thick crust

from homemade

cherry pie

bread pudding 

thick with syrup

on a cold winters day

when all you want

to remember

is the way

the rain tastes

in the cold January

fog

press

there are blue flowers

there

beyond the trees

we picked them

once before

and set them 

on her grave

when the ice

settled beyond

the pond

and we could

take the shortcut

over the ice

before it broke

Made

It broke again

today

The small glass pieces

went everywhere

and she

stopped me

from walking 

barefoot

into the hallway

Me

Can you tell 

me again?

Just more

Just more

Just one more 

time

before

I fall asleep

and I forget

all over again

Teeth

I was never afraid

loose grass

the turn

of the heads

in the garden

with cocktails

we set

the camera down

and forget

the long trees

dress one day

over the next

make it beautiful

before the open door

quiet

quiet

still

break the lense

flash the bulb

my bitter heart

moves 

through empty 

crates

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Chickendino

City

William?

are you there?

Yes love.  Always

Never go away.

never.

blue

We pass beyond

coiled farms

of yesteryear

and the peace

of all those collected

exit

The reign

of this endless night

sour and cold

I answer

for awhile

until the sun fades

and the sky

turns black

no one seems

alive.

start

when do 

we know

when to fly

if our wings

are ready 

to takeoff

and kiss

the claws

hello?

Blessed

We weep

for memories

not recorded

for the hope

of moments

struck

into pieces 

a long time 

ago.

keep

there is a place

where we can go

to forget

and bathe

in the happiness

that is our 

newborn childhood

A penny

sulfur linings

search streams

Saturn's coming up

against the corner

of the beams

from on things short

and hazy

new beginnings

will arise

to remind us

of black and white

films

without any 

sound

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Blue

bright

beautiful

the color

of the sun

Slowly fading off

into some

descent 

landing

Dark side

complete 

the light turn

distant swirling

light dancing

to the surface

of the moon

and back

Be brave

How quiet dreams

become the ceaseless reality

of our

everyday lives

Boiler

Force the issue

remember

this is your life

make the most

of every thought

keep the rising surface

from stumbling off

the face of

the Earth

Burial

there comes 

a time

closely held

that all things

will turn

to dust

Play

swamp

the rolls

over songs

slip the noose

sturdy the struggle

how carelessly

we give it

away

dive

broken fingers

writing in

oblivion

stretching to 

the found

colored apples

a hundred years

happy
the sweetness
that graces
cold
wet
nose
hungry in
the middle
of the night
we pause
to pet her furry head
then fill her bowl
to the top
happiness prevails

help
cannot stop
there is a beam
of red light
so pure
above the
wavering step
dragging feet
and limbs
and bones
over furious banks

vomit
that flush
of vibrant colors
permeated by
the mist
that refreshes
it/each pore/
every single day
the wise facet
that pulls you
to the ground
and kicks you in
the stomach.

Georgia
I forget
the pull
of a good memory
the way it leads
you down
unbroken paths
whistling Dixie
in the wind

deathbed
when
the time comes
I'll smile
and think
I wish
I had
more time

True Love
What do
I have
to do
to have
to get
what
I need
makes
me think
that you
don't need
me anymore

am
can
the honest
call upon
those thick lips
desperate in need
of strange hope
holding crazily
onto the rum
of distant fields
be present
in the moment.
Ride on

Never gone...

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Neptune

We will gather

over time

and our numbers

will spread

like a wild flame

like a great beast

hopefully for

the next kill.

Yes, we will rise.

Flight

Blue green

as the river

holds my hand

at the base

of the spine

there is never

a warning

only the first

glimpse

of retreat

from fearless warriors

that are bound

to glory 

and death.

Monks

these careful creatures

we never hide from

only hold onto

when the light falls

down against 

the cold stairs

Grace

this warm

this fascination

all will be over soon

and a moment

a memory

of what once was

will be all

I'll have left

loss

did we speak

forever

in the cold mucks

of silver gray

towards the heart

of the beating 

sky?

price

these words

are not endless

they come

only to those

who listen

and stop

when one

loses gratitude.

Future

how famous 

do you want

to be?

how successful?

how admired?

there are weaker 

thoughts 

than these

but, 

the dream

to be a better

human

is what should be

inevitable.