whoopsy daisy chain links fenced

I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
love and hate, I love and hate
locked gates pock faces bright
ways towards
days unblemished by despair
we’re nowhere here
near helpless
near hopeful
lack and waste
my honor at the door scraping fingernails bloody raw on concrete passion
oh fashion!
me some new pants
spiderwebs and comfrey leaves
rose thorns and nettles and petals petals
pedaling into the moonrise where
I may stand enshrined
in my mind’s eye at least for a day
this day
our daily weight
in worry
but if we hurry…
scurrying ants on the window sill
the stillness of my lover’s sleeping breath hurling requests at the gods like hailstones
buckets of dreams
cougars and wolves
and butterfly wings
like silk
like flaming naphtha in spirals around ourselves we dance
to be alive and yearning
turning how many revolutions around which of my suns?
heeding which revelations?
I need rest?
I need the rest of my soul to discern a distinction between love and hate
I’m gonna get you sucka!!
like bombs over bags of groceries
cogs in a gear
transmission: Drive
Forwards
thru fields of dreams
fields of crosses
yoga at Flanders
I’m 29 years old and don’t know who I am
I can’t find myself on the tv screen or
in the magazine racks
and my intentions no wise reside in such ammunition
anyways,
experts say
child plays at dawn on the seashore
don’t eat the fish or weeds
we need supplements
we need implements to display our creativity
I make much more that dollars and babies
but it gets hazy under my hood
they’re cutting down the woods
I am not a carpenter
I am not a man
I am not a consumer
I just am
with no plan
tryna stay afloat
in a river of filthy magic
where beauty is tragic

some mo old shite

attack of the butterfly fang hornet heart nest
sheep
paint the town pink but still sleep for primetime tv
blink
mink coats and wing ding floats
two hundred dollar hoodies and packed bowls
certified organic oat feed bags

we still tie shit around our throats
neckties and nooses
golden shackles
my boy wears a padlock
who’s free?
red light green light
freeze
put your motherfuckin hands in the air
smile
pretend you don’t care

we’re all hella stubborn and judge
sour cream fudge baseball curmudgeonly break beats and budge for eggplants and such dishes
crack wishes like whips and shards of glass slicing lengthwise but creep through city streets and crooked paths through leaning trees
i’ll sieze moments and set them free for evolving dreams to foster roots in stormy seas
but let’s pretend to be placid so our neighbors can pretend ease
but i dont wanna sign a fucking lease
this beast rages for a feast of laughter but is tensed for disaster and can’t keep the past tense from becoming ever after until he tells these mother others to shove it
but how to do that and still be nice still show love and and actually melt some ice instead of planting forests that grow stunted and tortured
more bricks
more trips
fuck power
i want a kiss
and the judges miss the fucking point when they insist on their dead morals and can’t admit that they too commit actions that create factions and fraction family

and who do i love
and how am i able
and what will i wait for
and what what to make haste towards
and which way is forwards
what up

i got my cup
and it’s empty to the brim and i swim in my desire to give sips to my people who rip holes in my heart and i’m not always good at sewin them up or showin my love or just standin up for my right to spiritual health
but fuck all that cuz i don’t even know
i’m just selfish and she’s just some ho

butterfly fangs

fuck gray clouds, we got daggers
we got butterflies, we got pollen
we got bloody fucking thorns
we got halos
we got horns
we got fairy wings and fangs
we got love
got scorn
got hopes and fears and dreams
we're torn
we're tattered fragments of divinity
we're scattered memories of eden wandering lost and tryna get back to the garden, tryna find ourselves in this hazy sharp maze of mirrors
tryna care, tryna share
tryna get somewhere just a little bit closer to who we are in our most hopeful dreams
blind and groping for something solid that isn't a cage
we've got rage
we've got bloody beating hearts broken and joining together
wandering found with like one fucking toe holding us to the ground buried in mounds of bullshit and frayed feathers
cut the tether to build a wall?
fuck y'all
i love y'all
and your burning bridges and leaning towers and stick figure perceptions of other

we got heart
we got soul
we got memories that overwhelm
we got emotions that challenge our control
we whisper and choke and then write in bold screaming silently that we exist that we're real, multidimensional with color and depth
we got tears
we got breath cycling in and out between every one of us
connecting each and every one of us

fuck gray clouds
we've got the sun in our eyes and deep seas
we've got wounds still bleeding
we've got disease
we've got kisses
we got missing the point and severing connections
we've got misdirection
we've got discovery
we've got drudgery
we got muddy lessons
and i'm gritty but it feels shitty to hurt someone i love
but i ain't got pity and i ain't got hate
i got extra plates and a place set at the table
and i'll wait
but i ain't gettin on my knees
i demand divine deliverance from the goddess in me
i demand all eyes open and willing to see
i demand fear float on by and leave me free
i demand that we all be who we really fucking are
shining stars
burning with yearning to light up the world's turning
learning to love ourselves
and others
well
we've got deep wells and deserts
parched lips and floods
we've got mad love and terrific tears
bone blood and spirit are you feeling this????
my soul floats on the brink of joy and despair
on the border of birth and death
in the shoreless sea of endless possibility that we all bring into being together called life
and i'm alive
and i strive
and i hide behind my shadows
and the moon rises reflections of my soul growing towards full

sunflower scepter

i do not wield a sunflower scepter.
but how pleasant could be that deception
i'll sow hazy luminescence smoky inky radiance
mazes of mirrors mask missions' mantra
color the sky with 52 shades of gray and play in the shadows
the clouds shine
reflective
still pond
puddles of dreamy remembrances of futures
tangled vines wrapping my ankles
thorn blades fruit wine
i sing in the shimmering wind
make time ripples mutant sea monsters
dolphins and dime bag tortoise shells
i be well
sense hell
spell heaven
play drums in sevens
where me brethren?

you reckon sunflower swords could catalyze true transformation?
i suppose i'm just beckoned by thorns, caressed by scorn
bloody love and inspiration
how i yearn for temptation for storms
i am an angel with horns
i am dusk and i am dawn
i am swirling light and shadows in the silence of the howling moon
the dust and the broom
this is not torment
this is soul scent
roses and compost and peppermint
heaven sent
hell bent
on awakening on being on expressing on inventing
seeing and screaming
loving and dreaming
try to create meaning from muddy gleaming of crystal waters streaming through this vessel of earth's breathing revolutions around our sons our daughters our lovers leaving
this seemingly stagnant pool of depth unfathomable
this soul weeping moonbeams and hailstones
my love is not a candle in the wind flickering
but behaves in ways some deem sin
my love is not a sunflower in the vase withering
my love builds futures out of nebulous imaginings
casts spells of fabulous surrenderings to the rhythms of evolutions oft confusing meanderings
with a motion of raging tenderness
our muse will rise above the slanderings
the panderings to moral codes and odes to hesitance
shit.........
we intoxicate the stars
goddess bless
we create them with a kiss and set 'em to shine within our chests
to light up the best of every one we meet
cause everyone's a piece of me and i'm a piece of god
and i don't wield a sunflower scepter or a sword
more like an ancient tree
acquainted with fire and rain and ice and storm and dropping leaves and being reborn in proper seasons
spreading roots towards the force in the core and
stretching branches towards the lights of heaven

risin shinin

risin
shinin
metamorphasizin
openin eyes and
hands and heart
to fill my part
with shit worth sharin
caring yet daring
yearning and
learning and
burning and
birthing and
searching and
working and.....
scrub dishes dirty to bring wishes from out of sterile reference frames into gritty glistening reality gravity
are you listening...
to the misty rain
the shining sun
the dancing flames
they know our names
the glowing moon
the standing trees
the singing birds
the thousand mosquitoes for who we're food
floods of information dammed
transmissions scrambled
i hike thru brambles
tearing
wearing out my soul
i cry
and turn
around
and plant some more
i'm standing in a doorway
at a crossroads on
an unmapped trail to
gods know where trying
to kill myself so i can live
trying to transform so i can forgive myself
step forward
unsheathe the sword
and fall...
risin
shinin
metamorphasizin
openin eyes and
hands and heart
to fill my part
with shit worth sharin
caring yet daring
yearning and
learning and
burning and
birthing and
searching and
working and
turning in spirals
within every tear is the seed of a thousand smiles
file this over declarations of sacred intentions
file this over a soul finding direction
file this as letting my fires flow with passion towards the reinvention of the world
got wings
got songs
got longing
got dreams
bring these things into fruition
my only guide is intuition
god lives within
and the only truth is the way i choose to live
bring dawn
bring cracking thru my chrysalis
bring broken cages
bring raging patience
bring funk beat medications
bring tantric meditations
bring one lost soul swirling in the tao together with his constellation to create vibrant nows
bring anointed wows blessed wonder
bring melodic thunder
bring joyful suppers
bring openings to seeking lovers
rising
shining
synthesizing mind body and soul
authentic/ whole
metamorphasizing self into gold
philosopher's stone
opening gateways to uncharted realms of overwhelming splendor
filling days with myriad ways to expand and connect with the mother with ourselves with each other
searching out the energies we wish to ingest to feed
inject beauty into the decay
color the gray with visions vibrant
dreamspells timeless
finding the shit that rhymes with my soul
watch the petals unfold
become whole
start to glow
what wealth is hidden within ourselves
dare to delve
dare to cast your spell in a mirror
creator
bountiful desire to become
earth wind water sun
it's just begun
just begin
risin
shinin
metamorphasizin
openin eyes and
hands and heart
to fill my part
with shit worth sharin
caring
daring
yearning and
learning and
burning and
birthing and
searching and
working and
turning and
serving as a cell in god's evolution
this revolution
curing soul pollution
dancing thru the confusion to bring a profusion of light from out the ether
this ain't about solution
this about becoming the libation the offering the invocation the force that transmutes the course of the desecration into one of reverence for and synchronization with all of creation
live funk beat medication
live tantric meditation
live life love celebration
live god force activation
live

gray clouds and butterflies

gray clouds and butterflies
memories of revelry spawning mo(u)rnings
yawning
stiff back
copper and crystal
mystical dawnings
musical
knick knacks
tree frogs and fruit bats
feathery green needles
pungent
wings flap
crack
hold this hold that
like kisses on the wind
that bitch is supafly
climbing rungs on the tree of life
bells
humming ancient tunes of truth of dream that dwell in the spaces we create
these roads need no paving no waiting
i'm wading thru a river of emerald eyes of fire
the midwife
i'm shaking cobwebs from my heart
set the spiders free
longing
find the middle path between hedonist and ascetic
somewhere between bacchus and buddha between druid and judah
planting beanstalks with heartalk to deliver meaning and nourishment to the gods
scaling mountains
drumbeats
may the stones know the ecstasy of a kiss from the song of my lips
may our tears drip like nectar and our fears drown in sweet puddles of reflection
mirrors and prisms
reshaping visions
retuning wishes
what i send returns
kisses on the wind
ceremonies of joining
reverent
honor creation
unleash passion
shining
climbing rungs on the tree of life
polish jewels
unwinding spools of self
weave with others
brothers and sisters and mothers and lover
sugar and spice and
my honey may not be a nice girl but it's love
let her in where i can't hide
build an altar
devotion to evolving divinity
we come for soul delivery
clear space
are you feelin me?
fill it up
copper and crystal
amber and sage
drawings and longings
kisses at dawn
within
new patterns reforming
old visions
restoring faith
the shape the galaxies spin
sparkling ether
if she'll eat, i'll feed her
try not to need her
and so it begins
reckless
ripples of angst
ripples of stretching towards desire
ripples of thanks
cast out reel in
fishing for destiny
displacement
contemplation of sin
what is love??
what do we bring into the world??
what song does soul sing??
birds and trees snakes and bees
spring
not ease
reclaiming ground
creating new sounds
stretch
i left fights and fear for kisses
our lips run deep
infuse the starways
ingest the moon
mountains and magic
life can be tragic
depends how your chakras are tuned
rhythms and runes
make room for the muse to express the views from the window
growing
slow down and step back???
boom boom crack
her eyes be glowing
the beat be flowing water and patient stone
volcanoes erupting
whole earth be bumping in time with evolution of souls
deep ohm thumping
journey in spirals
manifest home
jewels in the dome of my temple
keep your chrome i be polishing spirit
the galaxies be singing tones about the evolution of matters hear it
there's mirth within this beat down planet given birth
wind muttering
shells shuttering open to let out our light
cast my spells brightly
shining
from the depths of the cavern
to the heights of the sky
finding my soul
learning to fly

i'm onna shine

iron wrought hides import walls into green space
box store parking lot light poles holes in sky
holy mind
this park is reserved
there're diseasements
mummified hearts sing beats of petrification
ask who'd dare to cross the basilisk i
it's aiight, we killed our own rooster
he was an asshole

there're tolls to pay even on the cloud route
trees doing headstands to portray their phosphorescent roots
but the glow of the moon is a mute point
we shoot fiery glances and give up the loot
scoot scram skedaddle this battle
addles my mind but can't leave it behind
scrambled rambles and hints of divine intervention or maybe
this was my intention i mean, my life is my invention but
i'm sculpting blind and can't rewind and don't really know if i would even if i could
i mean all y'all's shoulds didn't do any good to change what i felt as good as grand as ground worth dancing on standing on
head down with my feet in the clouds and my heart beating loud
treating now as something more to live for than a doorway to tomorrow
and i feel the sorrow but
i do not regret reckless beginnings
my soul is singing churchbells ringing
the ceremony is on
psalm etched palms
caressing potential portals of new being
slapping the gateways of new sound
gripping the vessels that illustrate meaning or at least name the sensation or at least try
by and by sigh and cry sink and fly
i'll float my goat to weave a coat of stankin splendor
chawin thistledown in the moonlight of i will remember
dismemberment and enchantment
betrayal and enhancement
life and love and pain and aching pleasure
deep breaths and scratched itches
stitched hearts and parting ways
the parts we play
this scene this dream
what we mean when we say
while we sleep
while we fall
deeply rising
downsizing
expanding understanding or over
fields of four leaf clover
folding our shoulders
emptying holsters on roller coaster toasters

no sir, not guilty
but i'll plead no contest cause though i don't hold your code in contempt
it don't tempt my tempest to attempt to dismiss the temptation of temporal fascination that yields activation of self in refreshing situations
sit
you ate?
i on for an eon when this being is catalyzed to be on wavelengths in temperaments that attain something new
some new heart
some new rhythm
some new part to play
some start
reckless but endearing
caring
fearing
daring to share
kisses and hearts
harp strings
sleepy mutterings of devotion to the idea that a bit of love is worth a deal of pain
ideals insane
i'm a lunatic tock kill that clock
i'm bringing this now with me forever in my pocket to cherish the feeling of this being unlocked
healing and reverence desire and severance
jealousy's leverage
lovers' penance
purgatorial head trips
embrace guilt
embrace growth
embrace cozy boats on stormy seas
embrace the ones who make you shine and break your knees
these loves
this divine wine trickling between our thighs
the stars
the moon
the pale sunrise
souls overflowing with the joy and pain of life's tides rolling fresh paint
in the dusty rooms we use to hide ourselves from the cycles of time
i'm onna shine

fuck time
my watch sees dreams that demand divine deliverance
i embrace ecstatic dissonance
dance polyrhythmatic insistence in the validity of this mission
which through distance and difference brings visions and wishes met
ready set
lickety spit
witches and bitches brew
steeply pitched roofs
climb and slide and be the sights
then die
my oh my
we really opened up a can of worms
this round let's go fishing in the sound for solid ground
in soiled gowns as sacred clowns we can pound cake and nail frowns onto crosses
boogie down
i wear fertile brown
i'll cast hope around my tangled crown
think roses
think noses running from the nooses
think whose is this convoluted aroma of desire and fear
terrifically terrified
grasping to lose
yabba dabba do nothing
stones age frothing
mother moon
human mothing
croon and swoon this tired tune
all our homes have too few rooms
but there's plenty of spaces to bloom
boom zooming around the edges of my sanity
felicity fostered ferocious fermentations of gut rot festering delusions of heartache
raise the stakes
give me rattlesnake fangs and honey
i'll brew for you such an elixir of wonder of such sweet passion and tangy tragedy as to leave you breathful and rainbowed
soggy and sticky with tears and cum stains and bloody self inflicted wounds
i'll scribe runes into the flesh of my soul
rhymes you can't read with the two eyes on your face
but by the light of the stars and the moon

this starving world of marvels
this love that reeks of incest or is it sweet incense
i'm incensed that trust and calamity are so well intertwined
there's no such thing as innocence
take sips of divine breathy kisses like fire and wine
i'm onna shine

cedar and sage

cedar and sage
scribbled pages
broken cages
trickless mage wage slave
but my loves rage
we angels have horns
torn wings and unanswered prayers
or maybe wait
or maybe stop
or maybe just thick gashes from rose thorns
swollen bee stings
saturn enveloped by rings
cell phones
i'm roaming
past home looking for tomorrow
joy fear and sorrow
lightning eyes
split minds
we need time?
we have nows
we moan vowels and constants
ohm stretched and broken through the night
zen of hiphop and kisses
mingling hearts tangling bodies into love's profusion
stop
mingling bodies tangling hearts into webbed confusion
stop
butterfly fangs
i have no regrets for reckless beginnings
i shout defiant dreaming at the stars
i scream movement at the mountains
my soul fountains hope and fear and love and pain into the river
i float
i'm soaked in torn pages and pouches
in warm embraces
in the excrement of lusty comfort
tears and laughter
the rain
the sun
the moon
in what comes before what came after
in what should
i'm soaked in the tears i can't shed
tangled blankets
what ifs
i'm soaked in guitar riffs
in far and wide
in hold my hand
in spliffs and vomit
seizures
in years of numb comfort
gambling and scrambling my direction so i don't go where i'm going
but yo
i am growing
i have no regrets for reckless beginnings
i shout defiant dreaming at the stars
i scream movement at the mountains
my soul fountains hope and fear and love and pain into the river
i float
in halfanswered prayers and unfinished dreams
soaring on torn wings
sore and tense
confusing tenses
contradicting senses of storms and knots
blurry lenses
building fences to tear down
stop
i don't think i trust the lot of you
i don't think i trust myself
i have no regrets for reckless beginnings
but fear what i've ended am ending
i shout defiant dreaming at the stars
but maybe i missed some meanings
i scream movement at the mountains
but i'm stuck
my soul fountains hope and fear and love and pain into the river
i float
soaked in fantasies of sharing
in shadows of caring
i'm chasing my tale in a spiral to see
but some of me is buried
and it's raining
and i'm stained
and i'm straining against the grain
and i'm healing
and i'm maimed
and i'm opening my doors and building my defenses
considering lessons
considering weapons
moths and flames
scribbled pages
cedar and sage

touch these kisses

other front porches other sources of warmth
touch these kisses
bipolar? reigning in and crying out
fluttering belly and stuttering lips
these dripping pens and hands full of potential embedded in so many beats and breaks
looks of blank slate expressions
looks of desire of scorn of compassion
our ability to read increases when we encounter new words
our ability to be increases when we encounter new worlds
caress new meaning out of satin skin and fits of depression
emotional administration
bodies pressed in yearning contentment
jealous indictment making excuses to place blame is all the rage this season
bringing faulty reason center stage
love and fate and shifts of faith
pain masked as hate
life told to wait on heightened state
on the edges of sleep
dreaming weeping
gazing into gleaming eyes
moonglow and tears
hopes and fears
misery and mystery
love and rage
it's all god it ain't all good
and if i'm gonna live in a cage at least i'll design how it's made
smuggling desire out the fucking door
i ain't sick i've got curious habits
and if i lick you right there......
oh shit
what's for lunch?
kale cookies and genital lumps
i'm grumpy, dress frumpy but in some eyes some times i shine
god's fingerprints
caress the divine
refined sea water
dip your clamshell ladle and let it leak slowly out your pores
and if you can help me open doorways out of my mind....
i would drink time like a fine wine lick my lips
manic? no panic, i'm piercing my clouds
i ain’t sick, i've got curious habits
hit me
pronounce my name with scorn
but i was warm this morn when i awoke and didn't need to don a cloak to hide myself
so, if you're gonna paint my canvas...
i really like the gritty oranges and salty pinks and rich heavy greens and deep blues
and while the raging reds no doubt have their place they don't leave a taste that inspires devotion
all is love and commotion
growth and corrosion
musings and notions of poison and potions
patience and haste
kiss me no wait
i don't want to waste
ahhh...... but the taste of the sauce that we baste ourselves in
sensations of flavor to savor
let it simmer
but it's ready
dip your spoon i'm hungry
no, not chips
the moon

i contact

cedar trees
juggling i contact
contractual definitions
tobacco playground stairways
this path threw a would should could what if
headlice mice nettle stings
flights of fancy
chancy glances ranting
chanting angels in my soul
singing redemption songs freedom songs
revolution sounds like a whisper in the moonlight
in the moonlight
sunshine and birdsongs
i'll get up and fly away
one bright morning
landings lemmings baby possums
let's dig homes with spoons for the little people
the little people
hugs without demands
this sinner do not be damned
in a cave
in a bad way
runny nose itchy toes
exhalations of poetry and drumbeats
self concocted crises
invent new possibilities
tranquility
confusion
hope
fear
i trust trust
i trust the force that moves my feet and beats my heart
i'll be whole for my part
glad i could help
life happening
bells and bells
going going gong
round comet round cupid round kali
golly gee batman, i think you've made a folly
fuck that let's dance
reverence
eros and eris and bacchus and artemis
all of our archetypes bleeding my pen
zen and the art of compassionate selfishness
shellfish and candlesticks
sleeping bags of groceries shopping us
stopping me
doorstops
red hexagons
red dry rotted siding
carpenter ants
little hands holding pencils and coloring in the world
little hands holding pencils and coloring the world
our minds
our lives
bring that beat back
fuck nah
invent another
it's mother's day
creaky steps
countless questions
i seek rest and adventure
brush your teeth