Let this hour be a reminder to you

As infinite as time

So is this Love

For it is always there

And it always will be

Whether we want it or not

It never ceases to govern

This it does to me, far too easily

I’ve no control and

I hate this in the norm

But a person like you

I’ve never met before

When you look at the time

Time & Time again

Remember our moments

Wish me, by your side

Knowing, I’m wishing too

What’s to come, we will see

Life is far too unpredictable to know

It’s a chance I’ll take, It’s a wish I’ll make

For you.

It’s only w/ the heart you can see clearly

What is essential is invisible to the eyes

The eyes are blind so look to the Heart

Ammunition To Get Loaded

Party Favors.

Extra good times.

The Score.

Ammunition To Get Loaded

Do not use as a crutch

Rather an eloquent spice on life

Heralded to the Psyche

As I look upon the house of dog

The new ones ascend the stairs

Unknowingly worshipping the life

Under the bright Vanilla Sky

I’m smoking My Lord

It says you love me

Then fades away like all the others

Knowing where you’re going

What you decide, will bide

Looking for answers, But finding none

Looking for someone, who doesn’t exist

I’ve got an answer, And I am the one

The ultimate destination of everything in the universe

Is a state of maximum entropy

Anchor On My Ship

Don’t be the anchor on my ship

Be the wind in my sails

Don’t be the ice on my road

Be the friction I feel

My heart is uncompromising in the mantle of night

Ornamented with a years light

I love this land and my circle of friends

Want it to last to the end

Animal Nakedness

I cried with Animal Nakedness

My favorite feline astride my thigh

Death was on my mind

Death of a family

Death of this Love

Tomorrow will bring

No one can compare

Wind outside, coming on thru

Wash my thoughts

And Cares of you

Deathwish, Deathwish, Deathwish Whore

Come true so I can see you…

I guess I’ll go now

And see you later forever

Why do we not want to leave what is known?

Born crying we are,

w/o Security of the womb:

A home w/ warmth

Will I leave Dyin & Cryin

In my Animal Nakedness?

Once death becomes us

We are the food of worms

Another’s Footsteps

I’ve got so many tales to tell

When I crossed the bridge

And broke on thru, Realized

I was dazed and confused

The scene of my life anew

Another change I’ve made

An inspiration-Motivation-kick in another

I’ve got so many tales to tell

Half of which I can’t explain

Guess you gotta be there

To ride my plane

If you always follow in another’s footsteps

No trace of you will exist

Do not follow where the path may lead

Go instead where there is NO path

And leave a trail

I’ve got so many tales to tell

There is nothing new Under the sun

All is vanity

Create your world around you

I change people

People change me

Transferrential energy

Ubiquitous life circle

I’ve got so many tales to tell

Answer To Somebody?

My Dad, He never read to me

My Mom, She never ate with me

My Sister, She Always told on me

My Brother, He went away till he changed

Now I don’t wanna be

Social

I don’t wanna be

With you

I don’t wanna go

There too

So just leave me A-

Lone now

Cause I really don’t

Like you

The Cops, they always followed me

My Teachers, they always scolded me

My Bosses, they always chided me

My Women, they always bothered me

Why must we always answer to somebody?

Why don’t you forget about it?

I’ll let you know when I do…

Be The Art

She said I was her Angel, She said I was her Saviour,

She said “I like your bed, it’s comfy, and that’s really nice.”

Oh yeah? Why don’t you join me?

Going through the motions of life

This is your world, I’m just passing thru

Instead of learning

You strive to teach

Our roles reversed

I’m now the leach

It’s in the dark

Class is held

Candles all around

Our souls to weld

I learn in the night time of my intelligence:

If you play the part

You can BE the art

Blessed With Warmth

Blessed with warmth on the day I came

You knew the world will never be the same

Open my Eyes and I'm still here

Say hello to another Birthday year

It's good to see, another year you've made

Said the father of a friend I wish to lay

Year after Year, Day after day

I'm Loving this life, In every way

Living it up & staying low

It's the way you gotta be

In this day and age

I've got a lot to learn, I've heard them say

Walk a mile in my shoes, and I'll let you rephrase

Through thick and thin, Down and out

Over the edge or On the ground

The Friends I have won't let me down

Blissful Storm

When the moon is out

And clouds cover sparsely

A nocturnal sky

Memories of days forgotten

Flash to my eye

Phantom, Ghost of Ardor

I see no more, and cannot trust

I saw you standing there that night

The moon on your countenance

And in your eyes

We walked alone in the rain

A blissful storm: You and I

With a face that recommends trouble:

I met you and was nervous

Should I take you to your house

Or do you wanna go home with me?

She is coming to my house…

What was it I said?

Yes, you’re someone that I’ll allow

What was it I said?

I want you inside my head

Cause you called me in the night time

I wished that I was home

I could have heard your voice then

I would have heard your tone

Where was I when you called me?

This I do not know

But I’m glad we spent that night together

It was more than I could say

We spent the night in comfort

That night and the next day

I see you coming again now,

I need you with me here

I feel you coming somehow

I want you to be near,

It was the greatest night… of my life

And only promised to get better

Blue Transcendence

1986.

Summer.

6th Grade Hoodlum Friends

A gathering in the back

Of a favored feline's house

Far across the clearing

In the Cemetery, Strange Colored Streetlight

Effervescent Unknown Blue

Wait! Blue Streetlight?

Each slow century of its movement

Across the meadow came,

Though, I knew no fear

Moving closer, it revealed shape

Proving a Triangle

Symmetrically Perfect: Vanity

Oblivious, sole witness

Until it was Halfway

From it's birth

Sliding at an Arrant height

Stopping 10 feet up, Away

It hung in the air, suspended

Curiosity, Amazement, Enlightenment

Transcendence of me, Suspense

Backyard afire in unearthly glow

Effervescent Unknown Blue

Instant.

Gone.

Tim Shupe, Bobby Artino, Karla Plue, Tanya White

All were witness to this Transcendence

What the fuck was that thing?

No Exclamation.

No Explanation.

Karla, Last one left, commemorated

Senior year.

1992.

It was late summer, 1986. During my hooligan youth trial phase. Me and some of my friends of mine were doing what the youth of all small towns across America do: Exploring the world around us in which we lived: pushing the limits and stepping momentarily across the lines to see if anyone would notice. (Tim Shupe, Tanya White, Karla Plue, Bobby Artino and others). We had tried some “speed” Tanya said she got from her mom’s stash (probably just aspirin). But the intrigue of taboo substances was far too great to pass by and denounce.

We were at Tanya’s house which was situated across a long, grassy field from Woodlawn cemetery. I had hopes that Tanya would be interested in me when we set out to explore the cemetery. I was under-developed for my age, but hey man, all adolescents want to get laid. You just have to do the best you can with the hand your dealt at any given age.

A band of adventurers, in the middle of a moonlit night. Perhaps a rare blue moon? At the age of 12, a graveyard is an exciting place to be in the middle of the night. It lived up to all our expectations, scaring ourselves to whits running around acting like idiots in that burial ground. But we were not prepared for what was to happen in the next hour….

We returned to Tanya’s backyard. My hopes of attracting Tanya were unrewarded as she was on the lap of Tim, I believe. However, I can’t place the exact “couples” of the night any longer: only that I was the only one alone and away from the rest of them. A bit disappointed, sitting there in my wooden chair I was looking across the meadow toward the graveyard. I remember the meadow being very well lit by the moonlight and I noticed a streetlight in the cemetery. “Odd,” I thought, “What’s a streetlight doing in the middle of a cemetery.” I continued to observe in that direction, when I noticed the “streetlight” began to get ever-so-slightly bigger and brighter.

Fractions of an inch per second, but it was undeniable: this “streetlight” was getting bigger, no wait a minute- not bigger CLOSER! It was coming closer to me. As I surveyed the object it began to take on the shape of a small, perfectly symmetrical triangle… and it was actually an amazing shade of blue, kind of fluorescent but somehow moving on the inside, if you will. Effervescent, comparable to a windows media player 7.0 visualization.

Inch by Inch this triangle made it’s way over to me; mesmerized, until it was a huge glowing blue triangle of a light I cannot explain. It was hovering about 10-15 feet above the ground from my outdoor gathering, semi-circle of friends. Almost as if we were the audience, it cast that amazing blue light throughout the backyards of Linwood avenue. I am unsure of how long it stayed there, the scene from “Contact” when Eleanor (Jodie Foster) passes through the man-made contraption in one second, but takes much longer in “her” time. “My” time would have guessed I stared at this triangle for a good 2 minutes. No Sound. No Smell. No feeling of breeze that should be caused by any man-made flying object.

And with no sound, smell, or breeze it was gone. As if it had never happened. Did it? Disappeared. Did I alone imagine the thing? Tim Shupe was the first to speak: “Holy shit, what the FUCK was that thing?” That was when we all broke into fast-paced conversation. “I can’t believe…” “What the fuck…” were common exclamations. I was at a loss of words to describe how I felt, what I saw. Numb, shocked, anxious, afraid. A 12-year old curiosity never to be explained.

That is one of my experiences with unexplained phenomena, what I believe to be my transcendence. Who know, maybe that is what HAS made the difference in MY temporary life. Where are the others from that night? Are they as I am? Cosmic consciousness descended upon the backdrop of my psyche that night. Or is it just Arrogant Asshole conceit??

Capsule Of Warmth

A lot has changed since we last met: Secrets to Regret

Jobs lost and found: Feelings are Set

Feelings left unchanged

Maybe it was time for a change

Penny for your thoughts

“Can I walk with you?”

Footsteps in the Sand

I have always been beside

Recall the lone Set:

I carried you while you cried

I have this now buried

Take me home, Take me alone

Take me with, and let me Rome

Music distant on Dusk’s Horizon

Overpowering our silence

And I feel above

Overpowering my senses

Can we be together, Alone in the night?

Our capsule of Warmth

Among the moths flight

I’d like to go & Migrate

Are we not like the seasons?

Changing & Shifting; Shifting & Changing

Paradigms and Florida wildfires raging

Candle In The Sunshine

Your trip was long; illimitable

You came to the candle called your life

MAKE it yours!

Vow to be awakened t’night/t’day

Right now it’s still only a candle in the sunshine

Sunshine is everywhere…

Chance Meeting

I await the train

The decade of minutes goes by

The Angel steps out

And passes me by

She leads the way and I follow

Fuck this!

There’s Rock & Roll in the streets

With People all around that I wanna meet

ChiChi

Well, I woke up this morning, and put on my Blue Jeans

Went to the mirror and combed my hair

I said to myself: “Self you’re bad… and you know it yeah.”

I’m sex on legs

And a Demon on Wheels

I’m outta sight, Far Out, Stylin’, Trendy,

I’m invogue, Contemporary, Groovin', funkadelic

Cause I’m bad, and I know it Yeah

I’ve got the look.

I’ve got the taste.

I’m with the latest.

I’m in the mode.

I’ve got the Fad.

I’m Cosmopolitan, I’m Schick, Popular, In the Groove,

I’m current, of the time, Modern, Suave, and Urbane

I’m ChiChi, I’m ChiChi, I’m ChiChi, I’m ChiChi

Watch me fucking spin.

Days Work Done

Fall Sun Behind Trees

Casting Season Change

Birds Prepare Migrate

Death Summer Bears

Repose Cold Come

Days Work Done

Dream Of Life

I am born.

I fall asleep.

I Dream the dream of Life

I die.

I awake to eternal rapture

Drum of Life

The Drum, Powerful Drum of life

Beating, Beating, Beating

Tick, Tick, Tick

Clock of Perfect, irrefutable time

Forever running, Power of time

In Love with the production (of time itself)

Rough to Smooth

Smooth to Wrinkle

Wrinkle in Time

Time to Change

Change for the Better

Better or Worse

Worse than Before

Before it was Rough

Beauty to Heaven or Hell

Will sooner than you know…go

Day by day time goes away

Hours pass by, in a blink of an eye

Patience of Hours

Always prevail and overcome

The strongest of wills

As if standing still

Like leaves on the green tree

We come and go

Grow and fall

Back to the ground

Favored Flowers

A field of Favored Flowers

That which my Desired Loves

Under a sky, Lucid Blue

A day that recommends heaven

Is nothing compared to you

You’ve destroyed my perception

Created a Vison I need

Warping my Reality

Contaminating my surroundings

I was loved by you

The only dream that mattered

I dream of you daily, Hating you lately

I’ve got so much Fucking shit

But I’ve lost the one I Love

I now live in a place, We both dreamed of

It hurts to remember,

But not nearly as bad as before

Each time it happens, Pain is my whore

The hurt slowly degrades

And soon I will have nothing

Nothing to Feel.

Nothing to Leave.

I feel so fucking elated,

Weight’s been elevated

As I’m drawn down into the sludge

Feelings Magistrate

As I look outside my plane window

I notice the ground and it paints a picture below

I’m thinking about the change

Of a girl and her new beau

Knowing the difference between

A guy and his show

The sounds outside hide the feelings inside

Who will pierce the feelings magistrate?

It’s a demography nameless

The wind, My hair

The air, My skin

Coup d'etat of thoughts & feelings

I smell the dawn, Taste the day, Hear the sunset,

Touch the night, I See the twilight

I speak the yearning and know of learning

From the days of Yore and early more

Forest Of Pain
Shouts of glee,

Childhood youths

Down the block

Coming down the trail

Sunlight and Bright

Forest in full bloom

Just like the eyes

Of the small kitten hanging loosely

Among the broken, beaten, branches

Of its sister plants.

Forgotten The Face Of Your Lover

Talk show radio in the background

Droning hertz voicing comforting consolation

Another lost Island

You’ve forgotten the face of your lover

We’ve hit rock bottom

We live in a material society

And lie in a throw away world

Will this become a Lie,

In my Seraph’s bedroom drawer?

Or build it higher than ever before?

You’ve brought my days to a crawl

My nights to a state of entropy

All the time and feelings

Invested with hope

Let Down/Face Plant/Stealing

Nothing more than a Joke

I’ll always let you be mine

Standing in your fucking line

And then I realized I was nothing

More than a stone skipping

Across the still lake of your life

This is exactly what I needed

To get back in touch with who I am

Back to who I am

Back to where I came

But, How much of what I wanted to say

Have I managed to convey?

Fountain & River

In your moment of realization

In the light of Truth

The instance of clarity dawned upon YOU!

Take a moment to Remember

Smell the roses, The Bliss of childhood

Eternal summer days, Endless hot nights

Journey through developmental education

The virgin day was yours to find and know

Caring for nothing; but yourself

Egocentric pleasure from the environment

Joy of unending energy…

Mature adults try to emulate this stage

ALL IN VAIN, too much responsibility

For it is a deadlock with Expectations Great

And the fountain of Youth Endeavor

Let us return now to our ignorant Sapience

This night, before tomorrow’s requirements

Throw US headlong first into the

Rushing waters of life

Are we not all merely sticks along the shores

Of a Raging River called

LIFE?

Going with the flow?

Have fun while you are young,

For the End will always come

Gates Of Paradise

I wanna ride w/ you through the skies

Drive on to the heavens

Arriving at the gates of Paradise

Parking where we want to

Get out and walk the Path

Coming upon any fork, Yeah

Taking the one less traveled

Making all the difference tonight

Laying in the grass, Moving like a snake

Across my body

You are dressed like a Devil

But I’m feeling like a Angel

In the presence of God

The guilt of Animal nakedness

Being shaken, tunneling down my back

Going w/me to the blinding light

So if you can’t see, look to your heart

For I’m a descendant of Sacred Heart High

Lying between what lives and dies

Life is procreated, Genesis Reborn

Life is the only health

Death is the only wealth

Will you open the door

Open the gates of paradise?

That golden place between your thighs

Oh, mamma it feels like I’m

Knock, Knock, Knocking on Heaven’s door

My fifth element, My God-Send, My Score

My heart is rabid, under the blanket of night

Ornamented with an aurora’s light

And I am still outside the gates of paradise

Ghost Of Past/Ghost Of Love

6 year old boy

Moving small boulders with callow enthusiasm

Cloudy dismal day, searching for the unseen flower

Transform to different stages of life

As he finds something new

The child within is always there

I wait alone in anxiety eagerly

For the sound of a turning key

Will she come to me, or just leave me be?

Sleepless, Nervous, Daunting

Tossing, Turning, Wanting

Love is Pain wanting Death

Come and kill me with your breath

Last rights said by whom?

Let me enter the kingdom of you

The longest, most important to date

You’ve let me find my youthful pain

This is what hurts me the most

Strong Love that’s now a Ghost

Angel hair in my brush; No More

Returning to a point we’ve been before

Time has gone, Time hast past

Look how our lives have changed at last

Haiku

As I get older

My shell hardens far too much

I must be careful

In my book of Life

I turn the pages and Live

Each day to the Max

Hypnotize The Snake

Hypnotize the Snake

Feel the power in its wake

Feel the snake… Strike

Venom, Poison, Death unto you

Know the impending situation that you’re in:

FEEL IT, FEEL IT, In your leg

FEEL IT, FEEL IT, In your veins

FEEL IT, FEEL IT, Now you beg

FEEL IT, FEEL IT, In your brain

FEEL IT, FEEL IT, In your Heart

FEEL IT, FEEL IT, All in VAIN

I Will Stop Infinity

Why do you love me, I really don’t know

Must be something inside me, That just doesn’t show

I can’t believe it, When you’re next to my side

A Seraph heaven-sent, Along as my guide

Together we’re traveling, Never to divide

Love is our bonding, To which we’ll confide

Facing life’s changes, From which we can’t hide

With you I’m not worried, I know we’ll survive

Of this I’m confident, certain and sure

Bullet proof is our loving, I know we’ll endure:

Allow my spirit to drive me forward

Into the wilderness of perfection

I dream of the Love I have and make

My body betrays me, when I’m next to you

Powerless, in an oasis of affection

My eyes met yours, your eyes met mine

I am yours till the end of time

I want to see, through the vagueness

The other side of the clouds

Witness the truth, knowing clarity

Transcendence.

I have risen

Miniscule

I will stop

Infinity

If I Could Paint

If I could paint,

I would paint the day you came

Into my life

Did you ever think I’d know

The day I’d shed a needless tear?

Thinking about you, before we were.

The time you ran away-

Back to the comfortable Wrong

When my gaze turns to my Ringfinger

My thoughts begin to wander,

Have you ever had an orgasm

While sitting upon the Spanish steps?

Leaving all the people with

Nothing but a wondering guess

You’ve turned me into a snake of love

Waiting in the grass, from the beginning

Seducing and striking you with my venom

A venom you empowered me with-

I never knew before

I tried to bring you down into my world

Instead, you brought me up into yours.

In a world above, I have my Seraph

I give thanks for the sleepless nights

It allows me to appreciate,

Smooth warmth

For minutes or hours more

If I could paint,

I would paint the day you came

In My Room

In my room, Late at night

The moths they see

Fly to my dark light

Attracted…

They come to death

Innocence Injured
Innocence in the bike trails

Swinging on Summer vines

Sudden, Incredible Pain

Racewaypark T-Shirt

Turned to Crimson Cotton

Bleary, Questioning Vision

Lead to another world

And my shoulder still holds the

Lead pearl as a Treasure

In my Tissue

Land Of Tears

I think I’ve seen her before

And believe me: she ain’t the girl next door

Cause this Love’s like a stone

Cold & Hard when you’re all alone

More of a bane than a boon

I think I’ve found it too soon

This is a first

Should I bow or should I curse?

Is it a bane or is it a boon

That I see the face of the Moon?

He’s screaming at me with a look of urgency

I cry myself to sleep

Visit the secret place

In the land of tears

I think I’ve seen her before

And believe me: she ain’t the girl next door

Lawnmower Death Landscape

Jack Hammer Thumps, Pumps

In a Storybook Valley

Cars rush by, through the Fairytale setting

RotKelchen, Germanic bird, flutters to the rail

Inspecting my scene with disapproval

As an electrician leaves my abode

He walks along the Philosophen weg

Motte, Germanic Moth, flees frantically from the

Lawnmower death landscape

A Pompous Aryan at the controls

I have failed to adapt as well

My concrete courtyard

Is stained

I have been assimilated, unbeknownst

Dawned on me, by Society

Let Me Dive Into Your World

Let me dive into your world

Let me swim right thru your tide

Climbing up your river

COME along for the ride

Feeling like this forever

Givin me more inside

Floating thru the night,

Our perfection can’t be denied

Forget tomorrow, revere tonight’s union

Penetrate the dawn

Make love with the mind

Our Bodies will follow

Music is my Love, your body is my soul

Automatic, charismatic for the soul

You’re coming thru my doors

Life Is A Diamond

A Past that influences actions of Today

Free Spirit Destiny Guiding, providing a way

Checking all restrictions at the door outside

We gather today our whole group: inside

Intermixing w/ society I’m urging to confide:

Who among you came along for the ride?

What are people up to, everywhere I see,

I wonder sometimes if they’re designed like me

Never met before, but I always knew

An innate penchant for Green Onions infused

All those that agree, I survey nationwide

Who among you came along for the ride?

Life is a Diamond, Find the facets within

Explore every carat, Let Life truly begin

Following this, you’ll never regret

Stories for generations you will beget

Inviting secrets, I ask opening wide

Who among you came along for the ride?

Little Things

I met you, enchanted

Can we go somewhere?

Maybe get a bite to eat

Catch a flick

Let’s do these things

Little things along the path to ecstasy

On our road to Bliss

I want to see you

I need the solace of your embrace

I want to see your face- in it’s place:

By my side!

Make it happen- don’t try to hide

And I’ll give you a lesson to learn

That keeps on teaching

Lost Friend Return

A place where there are no women

I await my friend

A place of mutual ground

Where new friends are found

Old ones regained.

I await a friendship that was

But has been stained

Can it be cleansed?

The question remains.

A loose cannon I may be

Never known, for punctuality

But that is a given with a person

Of my posterity.

Let it be known to all and one

Harm it’s not I wish to be done

I cannot apologize, The endeavor- futile

I am not myself anymore, My Friend.

Let me return again, My Friend.

I’ve lost who I was, What I used to be

I need to know, Relearn to walk again

My own shoes., On my street again, way again

Don’t let me be Alone and unfree

Unhinder my thoughts to Roam to Rome

I need you to do this.

United w/ my past, I stand.

Alone in the present, I fall.

I can no longer accept the solitude

In which I live, foreign to my mind

Please, My friend

Let it rewind, let it go, let it be

Catharsis is good for you. And me.

Let me reknow the sky

Thank you for listening

The choice is yours.

Mind Control Boxes

The Media is our Truth.

Whether it’s a lie, exaggeration

Or the “Real Deal”

We can never TRULY know

Big Brother is watching

News Flash Just IN……

Watching our mind control boxes

We think we know what happens in the world

Nothing could be further from the TRUTH

Money, Power, Politics, Personal & Public Beliefs

Influences what we see

A distorted view of reality

People waiting for Transpo

But where are they going?

Talking on the phone

But what are they saying?

The state of affairs is like a stain

Politics and government voted in

By people w/o a brain

I know what I know,

Sometimes I know

How I know what I know

But I’m not sure of anything

The real world is nothing but falseness

Is living an illusion better than a dead reality?

My Blue Eyes

My blue Eyes Saw

The Gypsy moth flutter

Blindly to the light

As I brought the book down

I watched the moth enter the wheel of life

The memory fades by day

Though I pine for the light

To lead me out of this Ghetto

I Wish to drink of another life

I wish to fly another wheel

Beginning it again, I sit in my throne of luxury

Surrounded by an aura of yellow mercury ambiance

Being the king of the situation

The day is sweating outside

Liquid sunshine waiting to drench me

Take the weather on the road

My Destiny

I realized my Destiny

In a place where I waged War on War

Making and taking Peace by force

Mutual fear brings peace

My childhood is over

And I’m not grown up

Thrust, fucked thrown into

Deathfast white water rapids

Life up shit creek w/o a paddle

Baby, baby on the floor

w/ the cat and no rattle

A country in Peril: No More

People flow through the streets

Rivers of Life

Demonstrating the difference

The library’s musician plays

Once again

The musician’s library holds books

Once again

My Favorite Bug

I love to catch my own bugs

Delicious, segmented bodies

Antennas I use to grab them,

Helpless to get away

I am the spider

They, caught in my web

Though some of the bugs look like spiders

They are not like me, an alien

I breathe differently,

My blood can boil,

One false move, I am dead

Yet I am the hunter,

Armed Appropriately

Spider Spinning my Lattice

I take these risks and more

To find my favorite bug of all

It is conceited,

Among the cracks and crevices,

Immune to predators.

Like a tick confident in a scatter rug

Waiting to Pounce Upon it’s Prey

Twitch, Twitch, Tweak; Squeak

I see one now

Pause, I descend

I know its weakness

From behind I come

With my lightning snare

It is mine.

Bagged, brought, boiled

Use my crackers to crunch

The delicious, segmented body

Give me my butter, Pass me the salt,

I want to enjoy my favorite bug

Nachholen

I’ve written to you, Now I know why

You inspire me, My Love

Being away from you

Makes me realize

Where others may stray

My Seraph awaits my homecoming

I’ll be there today.

I had to write something

Which tonight I’ll give

It’s from the heart, baby

I can’t deny you this

I’ve know it from the start

You are the one who waits;

Alive and by my side

I’ll go with you till the end of the ride

I hope it’s long, not too short, My love

And I will go till the end of its worth

Oasis of Irish

In an Oasis of Irish

In the desert of Deutsch

I saw first my good devil…

My blue-changed-black Blind eyes

Saw, not uncolored windows to the soul

Hypnotize I

Standing before me. Aware.

My summer heart was craving liquid coolness

Such as thee

You all know the fucking Truth, man.

The good devil is always a She

She is so good to me

The salt of Love sprinkled upon

My thoughts turn to her

She puts her arms around me

As I’m thinking of the other

She feeds me, but it’s HER that

Quenches my thirst

She tries to talk w/ me

But I speak only of the first

When you see her back in the reflection

On the glass of your door

You know she’s going.

You know she’s gone

On The Ride

I enjoy walking the streets

Seeing the faces and places that greet

It is my playground- The devil dances upon it

With a gleam in his eye

I fled west, with my comrades

Chasing the sun, Keeping the day

In the time of now

Ever-present lasting glow

Hot sun, I love you so

Now we’re on the beach, Sand is in our hair

Walk in the water, sea urchins everywhere

Aluminum foil artwork- there

Impressionistic, Artistic flaterware

More use, than what you have

Doing what you want ain’t so bad

Villa high on the hill

Rain & Sun coming and going

Blazing heat wetness, showing will

Dogs on the road, Cats inside

I enjoy life most, when I’m on the ride

I miss the land of my heritage

I love the way summer rides upon her Avery cliffs

Like an eagle frozen, Hovering in the sky

Even as you wait for me, I wonder why

Outside

Outside the weather’s not warm

Inside with you, your arms are my dorm

Where I’ll hesitate and stay

Meditate I’ll see you today

What will you say?

They all said I could have done better

All you did…. Was make… my tears

Reappear.

Walkin’ the streets by night

Thinkin about you, tryin to get it right

What did I say, What did I do

To make ya feel this way

All Sad & Blue

I wonder why, why I saw you cry

IN MEMORY OF ME

Outsider, Misfit, Loner

My thoughts keep me awake

During sleepless nights

Looking at my life’s wake

How fast it’s going- my frights

What am I doing here?

Why am I not somewhere else?

A distant memory comes near

I see and hear it clear as bells

Holidays come and gone; people celebrate

Alone I am, I commemorate

A meaning in my life… is there any?

Looking from the outside in… I see many

OUTSIDER, MISFIT, LONER

My love is hard like a stone

Even a tossed stone can be cherished

When you’re an outcast loner

I am the owner

Am I wasting my time?

Are we living for nothing?

The end for sure is truly coming

What’s the use…

When you can’t choose?

Point Of You

What’s the point of you?

What’s your point of view?

I am a plagiarist of Life

A sponge absorbing everything around me

Stillness, on a hot summer’s day

Tranquil muddy humidity all the way

Friends to see, Places to go

The day is free, full of faces to know

Loving is on my mind (as usual)

Breathe it in.

Breathe it out.

Am Filter Bringt Die Bilder

On the filter brings the pictures

The camel is a desert pony

And the others are coming.

I’m getting deeper on the run

But you’re the one I want to come

Prismatic Love Affair

I watch the lover.

I despise.

Competition, Let’s see who’ll rise

Fate speaks of me

I know what I see

It’s a Prismatic Love Affair,

A drawing of the three

Triangle therapy is good

For the death of he

I will prevail.

Nobody knows

What we sail.

Just don’t wear my ring

When you hold his hand

Psyche Of Today

Picking things up right where I left off

From a lifetime ago

Do you remember any of the words that were said?

It’s not the outcome I was looking forward to

I miss you more than I’ve ever missed anyone before

I never waited tables like I thought I would

Like I knew I would have been good

Getting a lot of tips

From people in need of advice

I never went down the road I thought I’d go

Never took the path, I thought I’d know

And it’s made all the difference

This night and in my days

I am NOT a shallow, or transparent guy

I’ll prove to those who conspire

And the light comes on

Great ideas, manifestations, epiphanies from the ethos

Are NOT gone from the psyche of today

Rear View Mirror

When you look at me

What do you see?

A rearview mirror of your reality?

When I get back will you have told

Or will the story be the same as the old?

It Burns me up to have to wait!

It tears me up to wait for your heart

This I don’t deserve

What purpose does fervor serve?

You should be only mine

You are like the aged wine

All the while, young and fine

But when the silence is screaming

And the night is blinding

If the noise is soothing

Or the day is dark

Will you remember me?

Responsibility And Dreams

I love the time of day

Where I drift between

Responsibility and Dreams

Resting Joy Images

Waking Thoughts and Ideas

Both, just out of reach

Get up, Get on, Give into Thought

NO! Snooze Doze… Back…. To…. Sleep

Droning Voice/Unheard Music

Now its time

Not to give into SNOOZE Again

Willpower, Overcome, Done

When you’re in bed, you’re dead

Skirts Of A City

I wanna go to town

Up the skirts of the city

And just head on down the streets

Singing this little ditty

And you

were as old

as I am now…

I’m gonna have a GOOD time tonight

Bringin' out the tigers tonight

Cause I’ve the Eye

And I’m in the fight

And you

were as old

as I am now…

Are you with us this night?

To celebrate the times of yore

An artifact promise it’s not a bore

The Streets are long, sites on either side

Come upon the end of the trail

Our new religion will prevail

And if you don’t understand

You soon will w/ my heart underhand

Riders on the Storm always

Break on thru To the End

When the music’s over

Sleepy Hibernation

I left my house

Decade, Blink of an eye ago

Took a left, kept on going

4,000 miles, just a step

Where will the path lead

Insignificance, Are we not?

I left my place of transcendence

To become a slave in a foreign land

Meditation, mediation

Will get me

Right Back

Where I came

My soul will rise AGAIN

From sleepy hibernation

Lying in this bed tonight

Can’t sleep to respite

Flash to the morn

I’m waiting for the sun to come up

And my Seraph to rise

Show her what its like

Another day, together alive

On our path through the forest

Anonymous of Life and this

Sea of Love, we must endure

The storms and shadows of night

It’s onward through the fog

In search of a light

Social Chameleon

I can say things I don’t mean

I’m the ugly duckling,

I’m the runt, black sheep, pipsqueak

All rolled into one

I’m the nightmare when you want a dream

I’m the whisper when you want to scream

I’m your altruistic enemy

I’ll never set you free

I’ll call you when you don’t need

I’ll leave a message when you’re not home

I’ll show up at your door

When I go, I’ll still want more!

Social Chameleon, ShapeShifter, Snake

I’ll adapt to your needs

Slithering right through your weeds

I’m the guy that you know

I’m the guy next door

All American boy.

Ubiquitous Mr. Nice Guy

Sugarcane Youth

I picked dandy lions

For my first love

On the way home from kindergarten

Motivating Macaroni & Cheese Awaiting me

I recall the unfinished house

In a city, universe away

I discarded a rind of

Honeydew cantaloupe forever

Cemented into the basement

In a new life of yours

We read Sonny Elephant

You were Mumsy, I Sonny

Together we flew from Man

And his Firestick, reliving

Your childhood Storybook

Curious George, Hamsters

A dog that looked like a Hamster

All bring back childhood

Memory hints.

Tendrils Of Smoke

Tendrils of smoke curl to indefinite heights

Creating a beautiful genie in rays of light

And now she’s gone, leaving me

Alone With my thoughts

I think to myself: Her future is bright

I know this, even through this foggy passage of rite

By the end of which, She’ll admit that I’m right

The rain and the wind, Hard times before

Come now to an end

I’d like to talk to her, tell her what I say

But she only allows me this

While she’s walking away

That Memory Still Burns

That memory still burns

The memory of you is still burned in

I wanna see you again and again

The venom of Desire burns in

My dreams, recurring w/o warning

In my thoughts, unsolicited

It’s now a cool September night

The hint of winter scents in the air

Descend upon us like an unwelcomed sheet

The dark clouds move slowly by

Across a charcoal sky

The canvas being drawn upon

Which dawn will paint the next day?

The Man

My father, My Dad

Parental Dogma, unheard

The best government is one

That does not govern.

I remember running wild

Streets at night, mine

I was the stealthy Infiltrator

In a World of my own

Too fast, too lucky to get caught

Sacrificing your trust

You let me do whatever I wanted

All my friends wanted you as their own

Best Dad In The World

Just like the mug says,

I thought nothing less, If not MORE

When you were lead

By the Man, to your first Vacation

In my Life

You Deserved it, Unforced

You Earned it, Undeserved

Supershock eligible, Supershocked we were.

Retrospective Tear

Growing up, doing extra chores

I exclaimed "That's not fair!"

To which you retorted

"Son, the World is not a fair place"

I only wish you did not exemplify this

To such an extreme

The Gardener & The Satyr

The Gardener & the Satyr mixed in the jungle of light

Confusion wrong doing see it’s not right

It’s my duty to spread pleasure on the land

The others are coming my way

That’s just the way they are

The Life Today I Lead

Waking, as the sun comes up

Lying in a field, Ditch of Past

Another world, Different life

Thinking back then of

The Life today I lead:

No regrets of any path I’ve chosen

Handcuffs à Community Service

Marriage à Divorce

Miranda Rights à Exoneration

Rock Bottom Lows, in the Valleys of living

Allows appreciation of Mountaintops

Ecstatic Highs of Existence

All these are the little rocks

That make up the path…

MY path less traveled

The little rocks that help me

Love the life today I lead

The Patriot

The family patriot Visits, and I am there for the first time in years. It's been quite awhile but he still looks the same as before, holding the flag, the last of a breed. He who Flew in the sky of uncertainty and steel rain, brothers who Fought on the shores of hell in an unforgiving land. It is he who truly knows the threshold of pain and the ecstatic luxury of blind comfort.

Those who fell that day long ago, those who went onward thru the blood, thru the shadows of fear to keep the torch of liberty lit. Those who fell are being forgotten in today's world, forgotten by masses who speak out against the actions of a nation of which alone has afforded them their mouth.

To them I declare this: be careful for what you pray, sometimes the gods answer, even if it is blasphemy.

The World’s Most Successful Cult

Compare the churchyards of Friday night

With the pulpits of Sunday Morn…

What is the real religion?

Fun, Happiness, Fellowship, Camaraderie

Christianity is the world’s most successful cult

Why is man so audacious, so vain to think

He is anything more than an animal?

Obsessed with words, notions and survival:

I’ve heard the proclamation

That the bible is “The most important book on Earth.”

Maybe so.

The most important book in the Universe, however,

Is the book of life.

Have you ever tried sleeping through judgment night?

While they’re picking up the bodies, and putting them on ice?

“The infliction of cruelty with a good conscience

Pleases the moralists, which is why they invented Hell,”

Bertrand Russell echoes in my thoughts

To Live Or Not To Die

It’s 12 after 6: I’m awaiting the blessing of an Angel

I notice a tan, plastic bag floating in the wind

Alive as a bird would be

4 minutes later is lands like a basilisk

My weekend was long and great

Nice it was, to visit Nice

Cathartic for my mind: I rekindled

A dying fire of a contending relationship

The candidate saw another side

The REAL one of me

Only a glimpse I gave

Tip O’ the iceberg, my soul is deep

With unending, perpetual, eternal element of life

It’s E=MC²on the periodic chart.

My Geist, My Love, My Passion

Alive and dead in Bliss

There is no difference between Life&Death

Only where your soul energy takes residence

To provide a label of existence

If death is not life, why is life always getting close to death?

To experience [Life] itself?

That is the question:

“To Live or not to Die.”

Transcending Gift

With your back to the sun,

You are nothing more

Than a caster of shadows.

Turn to face the coming day,

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter,

Morning, Day, Evening, Night.

Enjoy the seasons

Each day, transform

Days to weeks,

Weeks to years.

Relish the seconds,

Cherish the minutes.

Feel most alive, exceeding time,

Transcending the hours,

Becoming one with eternity

Of which we all are.

There is no present,

Like the time

Wake Up And Eat My [Brothers] Wheaties

Just got into town

I’m on the train, I look to the sky

I see a plane’s track cloud

Maybe it’s from mine?

It’s a beautiful day

Mine to have

I’ve got people to see.

Things to do (and miles to go before I sleep)

Yeah I’m comin’ on home

Been away for a long while

Am I possessed or just blessed?

I haven’t changed: you just view me differently

So just don’t ask what is wrong with me

Whatever happens tonight, untold

I’ll still wake up tomorrow and eat my wheaties

We Come From Far Beyond

We come from far beyond, We come from far beyond

From a place called Fire pond

Believe in what you, Believe in what you

Believe in what you see

Descending from the, Descending from the

Heavens to bring you what you need

White lightning Rush comin' over my brain

Light-headed flash going through my head

Yeah, I want to rock and Roll w/ you tonight

Roll with you tonight

Trip with you tonight…

A hot chic and a bottle of wine

Has “Good Time” written all over it

A little music & entertainment

What more could one ask for?

We come in peace

And we mean you no harm

No need to run

And no need to hide

Cause we’re gonna find you out

Or inside

Yeah we’re sometimes here

And sometimes there

Between what lives and

What dies

Wise Man In Africa

Out there

In the streets

Live the Aliens

To me,

My existence is Alien

To them

Who’s to say who is Alien?

“Not I,” said the wise man

Looking thru hard pressed sand

Life it seems hard pressed

Out of Sanctuary I look

Over the high-rich verandah

The natives are restless in their African huts

Primitive instincts, over knowledge

Endless beating of drum heat

Drives them on for they must eat

Crocodiles at the petting zoo

Calm, Cool, eyes of Onyx

Eagerly awaiting the next kill

Just outside the town heat

Predators awaiting fresh meat

Vacation Of Vacations

But I SWEAR I’m not!!!

“Yeah, Yeah buddy we’ve heard it all before.”

“We’ll talk about it after the meal.”

“LIGHTS OUT AT 10 P.M.”

Quiet hours are from 10-7

In my mind I am quiet

And go along with the wishes in my brain

7AM

They don’t believe me.

I’m fucking normal!

I try to tell them… those with the prejudicial glances

And they say I’ll stay

With a Look of Dismay,

I think to escape

“Look at me when I’m talking to you.

Watch my mouth fucking move and shape the words I say.”

What do you see?

“Do what I mean, not what I SAY”

Contradiction.

It’s vacation time buddy,

You’re going nowhere but inside

It’s vacation time pal

With nowhere to hide.

Virgin
The blur of the night before

Flash of a memory sparks a return

It started off casually,

Driving west, chasing the Dusky sun

A vision unknown, undiscovered city

Virgin I was to your streets

Lured, Seduced by the essence

Of your darkest alleys

As I walked, my newfoundland

I began to see, with clarity

The truth behind the scenes

Highway Robbery

Virtuoso

My Lightning Love

Flash my night to day

Split-second thoughts

Here’s what I’ve gotta say:

You are my instrument

I’ll become your virtuoso

Living through our life

Loving as our muse

Making it- our art.

You are my masterpiece

Create yourself to me

Starting in the dead of winter

We’ve seen the light of spring

Feeling the heat of summer

I wish to taste the change to fall

And return to the warmth,

Come in from the winters chill

From now till the ever

I hope we see this change together

Let me see you bloom before my eyes

Allow me to experience your spring

Again and again, until I die

When I do, Ill be waiting for you

To Feed my starving eyes

With a vision of you

Visage Of Life

When you come through the door

And I look to the floor

I think to myself: How was your day?

When we’re at home

And we’re all alone

You look at the wall

And think to yourself:

This thing isn’t working at all

What’s gonna happen,

When your face of Love (is long-lost)

Turns to a face of Life?

Hey! Come here

Can you hear what I say?

Please just go far away

When I see you in my thoughts and dreams

I want you outta my Space

And in YOUR place

Cause I’ve gotta move on

Get on w/ my life

And you’re not included

In what I think is right

I may sound like a mother

But admit the truth

We’re not right w/ each other

You’ve got nothing to prove

On the contrary for me

So simple can’t you see,

Gotta try to be better than he

Axioms & Maxims

· “You’re living in a dream.” No it’s a nightmare.

· Take a ride down a road, of sights untold. And then my thoughts maybe you’ll scold

· Scuse me Dr. Kevorkian, Do you have somethin? A little Somethin for this affliction called life? Antidote.

· I realize now your feelings for me were really only wishful thinking.

· I gave you so many chances. I offered you so many tries.

· Don’t look at me w/ that fiery blaze gaze of yours

· Life is a drug, I can’t get enough

The perfect drug, I sleep too much (Written before the song)

· Flirting with Danger?

Be prepared for the consequence

· I lost her to memory

And memory is her prison

· Nothing left but a Ghost of Love

A Ghost I hate

· Fading Inevitable: Frost on the glass. Dew on the grass.

· Another Year. Another Scar. More Character

· I like your initiative

· Take advice from a lonely Heart: Nice guys come in Lust.

· Many offered the forbidden fruit

From which to bite

But I resisted the urge…

To become the Asshole of the night

· “Your eyes are beautiful”

So are yours, but why did you lie to me with them?

I could see it behind your look. Underlying pretext facial expression, double-crossing you.

· We had no choice! So don’t stare: We never asked for this

· So God, just take this back! Cause I don’t wanna live this life no more. I don’t wanna go on with this show.

· Please Lord, allow me to transcend

· I wanna make a permanent difference with my temporary life. Will we ever see the end of our lost highway? Will anyone remember my name? Will I ever be known as an Artist?

· Dad! Where’s my dysfunction?

· Punishment with a Gift

· I live in many circles, Don’t put me in a place where I don’t belong

· Kiss the Page, the pages left of life

· I gave up my Blood for this thicker water

· However expressive: symbols can never be the things they stand for

· I used to walk the straight and narrow, Long before

The shot into the open, my body the arrow, across the shore

· I sacrificed my beliefs/morals for you. Was it right?

· Step aside and get outta my way

You’re in my way today

· Don’t point the finger

You’ve got 3 more pointing right back at you

· We must endure a Caterpillar

To acquaint the Butterfly: Beauty at its best

· One Cannot appreciate the mountaintops in life

o w/o going through the valleys

· Yesterday was fun. Remnants of a foreign word for ASSHOLE remain penned on my hand.

· The ring of madness: Eternal repose?

· Eyes are windows to the Soul

I choose to hide mine,

Who knows what YOU’LL find

· I surpass my peers

· You get ONE chance at life. This is not practice. This is not a “trial run”

· What I thought to be my platform turned out to be but a stepping stone

· As He travels the world around

He remembers his father’s addiction

A red light in the night

Glowing brighter as he inhales.

· Is virgin you

Trying to fathom the complexity of me?

· Why kick your ass to the music, When you can just listen to the music kick ass?

· I’ll help you out if you need any problems.

· Every whore was virgin before

I’m a virgin cheating on my lover

· I’m a loner, not a monk

· Schizophrenia has its heavens as well as its hells & purgatories

· Who influenced whom to say what, when?

· I want to experience this just once (just one time)

· A Shell that’s forgotten

o A Shell that’s lived

o A Shell that’s been broken

o A Shell needs forgiven

· Divinity Walking, and I hear her talking already to me

· When you march to the beat of your own drum

o Develop a binary system of judgment: 1 or 0

o It will always lead to another chance occasion

· Ever been skinny dipping, Skinny or Fucking

o Even a dip or skinny fucking

· Our ever-increasing, Fat Population: Soft Nation

· Boy, You ain’t got a hair on yo ass if…

o What? A hair on my ass, mother fucker? Bitch, I got a yard of Dick, a bucket O’ Balls and enough hair on my ass to weave a god damn Indian Blanket. What have YOU got?

· There’s no such thing as an ugly 21-year old.

· The infinite Truth is: TEMPORARY

· “Everything’s Eventual: munching the ole dirt sandwich.” S. King

· Roland of Gilead:

o I grieve, for I have forgotten the face of my father, whose guns I hope someday to bear.

o What great wrong did you ever do that you should inspire such terrible loyalty in so many?

o Fault always lies in the same place: with him weak enough to lay blame.

o Cliché – What is always said or believed by people who think only a little or not at all.

o Might as well try to drink the ocean with a spoon as argue with a lover

o When I die be it salvation or damnation, I will sing all their names

o The quickest way to learn about a new place is to know of what it dreams

o I will show you fear in a handful of dust

o Rudeness is forgivable, or so I was taught in my youth and the clay has dried in the shapes left by the artists hands.

o I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father: I aim with my eye

o I do not shoot with my hand; he who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father: I shoot with my mind

o I do not kill with my gun; he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father: I kill with my heart.

o The time to use the fist has passed and the time to use the feather has come

o I will take you to the place where the path ends in the clearing

o What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a head but never weeps?

o When there is no choice, hesitation is ever a fault.

o A smile is like quicksand: easy to wander into perhaps more difficult to wander back out.

o May your days be long upon the earth and pleasant nights

o Sharp as a bee’s ass

o I cry your pardon

o Time is a face on the water

o Bird & Bear & Hare & Fish, give your love its fondest wish

o You’ve called your carelessness: Love and made virtue of irresponsibility

· W. Blake

o You are only holding a candle in the sunshine of truth

o The road of excess leads to the Palace of Wisdom

o Eternity is in Love w/ the production of time

o He whose face gives no light shall never become a star

o Jesus acted on impulse, not from rules

o Daughter worship terrors and obey the violent

· Warlords inspired

o Although you have Armor as strong as any Dragons skin

§ There is always the Achilles’ scale of caprice and whim

o Dost thou feel the wolves snapping at thy heels?

o Thou dost stand at the crossroads of victory

o As this city has fallen, so shalt thou

o So Warlord, thou dost show some merit,

§ I must admin and demerit