The pond laid still,
    and I fished for the moon
    (gift for m'lady)
       But rain fell, and
Ripples destroyed the moon
          that waded peacefully in the water.

[As the moon splattered
          like semen on a wall
I danced with Insanity (m'lady)]

She was bedraggled,
       White dress now spoiled with gray soil
          covered only half a breast
Her crestfallen eyes still
    (still) had a brimful of vanity
though                              empty.

She offered her hand,
       And I chewed it away
devouring her bones too

She didn't mind
        [as long as I was quieter
         then the night.]

And her fingers silently jabbed
                                                 straight into my flesh
                   shocking
like a cold shower
in the middle of winter

Her teeth played with my tendons
          like a harp,
Stroking to and fro
             hitting nature's chords

                   thus we remain
Entwined in pleasure and pain
under the moonlit rain.

I ran under the blue sunlight in a
Poison Paradise-
carefree
with smiling red flames
dancing in my palm
(perhaps I was a mage)

And I laughed from suffocation
    as I laid down on
    the damp fumes

My limbs drifted away
with the evaporation
       of the smiles
As I forgot if I was soaring,
             or really just sinking

I went to a buffet

with some fellow hungry souls

      (poor things)

Dining in the smoke dimmed restaurant

            our faces deteriorated

Slabs of meat filling into the dish

      Till tendons showed,

            the soup leaked out of our jaw

      our faces dotted with white

            (I had the shinnest cheekbones)

      and the flies forgot our meals

            feasted on us instead

But we saw nothing through the smoke

Dessert came

      we ravaged the pills

Shoved mouthful after mouthful

      of purple

      till our bleeding afaces were numb

forgetting they dried a while ago

We paid the check and

the restaurant paid us back

with strange fortune cookies

and weird looks

Then our yellow eyes

      tried to follow the road

      But we were too melancholic

to care

The whole time

      we never considered helping each other

But... let’s forget

      And drown together

            It’ll be romantic.

(The buffet will convince you.)

Rocking Rocking

Slickly the road is rolling

Moving with a rhythm

Unseen and untouched

With virgin windows

And budding streetlights

The night is coming

with renewed innocence,

shaking the dirt out of the

corners

of sidewalks—

The lady is chaste again

pristine & unspoiled

waiting to be violated

by the vile hands of fate

Those grime encrusted

and crime darkened fingers

Slipping in

Slipping out

just as nonchalantly as the night

Breaking the beauty again,

Raping the night in halves.

Blue screens on Window’s

      decay

Reflected on

the spectacles of

      a dead man who

                  was quite

Alone

      quietly with Friday night,

and Friday was chewing away

            the four-eyed corpse’s scalp,

when colorless

(from apathy) brain juice

      seeped through his nearsighted

      dilated eyes and crept down

his cooling face

You’d think he’s been

      crying—

      But at least

            the flies

are kissing him goodbye.

Disney was wrong

All along

No magic (candle)

stick would

jest about guests

      so please,

Stop looking at

the book and Watch out for

The two eyed man whore

In usually navy suits

Claiming to proclaim his

Rights to tame

our mother’s

Earthly womb with

flashes of flashlight

Insights

      Look up

Now

And forget

      your dream drink

Just focus (focus focus)

      on them

Remember those two

Nobel characters on

her chest

Get her damn number

And stop the rambling

      Anything to

Just shave the Bush

      from mind

Tuck gently

      (Against my will

            with

Abrasive moans)

At the string

Flick softly

At the knot

In my heart

            and

the tail of our

memory(Paper

diamond in

the sky)

will kiss the

rosy sunset

Let music’s

      sweet tongue

Cut the string

            to memories

(Watch the kite fly)

Casual intermingle

      of the mind

When the body

Can’t fuse further

      Blew away memories---

When the warmth

abandoned

      us in the

cool air condition,

I pulled out

      of her

a fork,

      to eat my

sweet 17 innocence

before rigor mortis

      takes her.

Let go,

And just slip

through the weather

Smoothly cut

down the air

Like a feather

And soothingly

Rest in my

Unworthy arms

I offer you no sunshine

No roses, but no lies

Only a cup

of soulful musings

And a faithful

smile

Two children scratched

      promises in

Chalk on the sidewalk

      Their hopscotch ritual

Interrupted by some drunken

Suburban mother

Hosing the ground

Drowning away promises

The two cried over

their watered down friendship

As time

flowed by

I sang along

With the ravens

As I ran down the slops

      of a smoky dawn

Sliding down the edge

      of the clouds

I wish somebody'd

Turn off gravity

And just set us all

Free.

Abstract

      voices

Lock away lonely

      pebbles under

a pool of corpses

Broken shells

      too many to

count

I stroll under the

      black moonlit

clouds

Nothing but older

Viejo perdedor

Buceaba entre la noche

Con una banda

sobre sus ojos

El tiempo se escurría profundamente

Profundamente se escurría el tiempo

más allá de su lógica

Él no se caía _____ (?el amor?)

Y no había aqua

Sólo cuellos rotos.

Cacophony of a heart breaking

What a hollow sound

Scrapping scaring the

Scarlet heart with a

dull dull army of knives

Low Low battalions of  words

Spoken only to hurt—

Quietly now

Softly Gently

Embrace the pain.

Give In

I am the dozen roses

You forget to water

Am I to die again

In your (tight) marble grip?

Your lesson was so true

(Cold!), elegant goodness.

Oh, majestic statue

Inanimate Venus

Give me time to sink now,

You sick bag of cruelty.

Uphill

An old dog raced uphill

      unquestioning of fate.

Facing façades and lies

      uphill he stumbled on

      Solely to see more joy

      Albeit his old soul

      Knew he won’t find true love

his friends went to battle

to rattle his (sanity)—

      Oh! If they only knew

He gave it long ago

      to his faithful quest

            for (nothing)

Pen

That manboy

      munched on pens.

(Chew toys

      for men.)

Keys to the other

side of the rainbow

hither thither

scatter the crows

Mementos and memos

to past sins

Meaningless symbols

to nothing

He chewed on

      his pen

Munching for

      Philosophy

            Found a mouthful

            of expired ink.

Blind

Fervent screams

Muffled the whimpering conscience—

I tear my hair out

And screeched insanity

Yes!

Descend, canoness

I welcome your passage!

Cloud my damnable reason

With religious blindness

Blind me

To show the light

Bind me

To free the soul!

Sorrows of obsolesce

Bring me peace

Lead me, my shepherd

Demand my soul to confess!

Innovation

I’m losing coherence inconsistently
in innovation.;

Such ecstacy:        p
            u
            r
            e
          .

I have ink on my hands,
and paint on my pants.

But I soar through the heavenly
archives unbound.
clean but smelly
of peanut butter and jelly.

Ideas bent the road of time
Tic Tock clock chimes
again on time (Damn I lost the bet)

Around the smoky corner of dawn
hangs my hangover.