POEMS

(RECENTLY SELECTED)

UPSTATE SUITE

THE FLOWERS

UNBLESS FLOWERS WITH A SONG

CARESS NIGHT WITH SENSES OF A NEW BEAST

HOLD TIGHT A CODE

UNDEFINED BY TIME

LAY SOFTLY THE QUIET BLANKETS OF TIME

BLOW SMOKE TOWARDS WHISPERS OF TIME

SPARKLING FREEDOM IS A

STRANGLED THOUGHT

SO, BREATH IS A FAVORITE OPTION –

SLEEP TO HEAL

WAKE TO STEAL MORE LIGHT

THINK

TOO CONVINCE WORLD

IT CAN BE DONE

ORCHARDS

TRANSENDENTAL POST-MAN WALKING ICE BEAT

TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHS AND TOUCH

YOUR UNSHOWERED BODY

AS THOUGH YOU RODE A TRIUMPH MOTORCYCLE

TO BIG DEEP

WHERE FLOATING ABOVE BLUE STREAM

HER DELICATE BREASTS REMIND YOU OF HEALTH, BLISS, OUR

RESIDING PLANET                     TRUE NATURE AS FELT

THROUGH MEMORY CELLS

NOW DANCING ABOVE YOUR RAISED HAIRS,

REACHING CLOSER TO WALKS

OF FOGGY NIGHT

REAL NIGHT

NIGHT ONLY TOUCHED BY SPIRITS OF SACRED JOURNEYS

UNTOLD TO NEGLIGANT BODIES

BLISSFUL SLEEP OF ACTIVE THOUGHT

  • BUILDING IS WALLS OF WIND

CHIMES YOU CRYING

NEVER FORGET WISDOM OF DEATH

CARESS OF MOISTURE

LIMBS OF FORTUNE

CLOSENESS OF APPLES (THEIR BITE, TENDER

BOX FOREVER INGESTING

PLEASURABLE TEETH)

LOOK     ACROSS ALL THIS LIFE       DUST YOU NOSE

INTO STOMACH OF LETTERS MAILED:

TO FORGIVING GREAT DAY

I’LL NEVER WASTE MY HAPPINESS

SINCERELY,

A THOUSAND BIRCH TWIGS

(NO ASCETICISM INVOLVED)

P.S. THE POST-MAN IS CORRECT HANDED

TIME  – AND WHY?

FEEL AT EASE

I WORK MY MIND INTO A FIXATION OF POSSITIVE

MAY I PORTRAY THIS TO A SOCIETY WHICH GREETS ME

I’LL DO MY BEST TO EVOKE LOVE

I’LL YOU MY BODY AS A TOOL FOR MONEY

I’LL DANCE AT MIDNIGHT AT THE SIGHT OF HER

I’LL CLOSE MY EYES TO LIE TONIGHT AS COMFORTABLE

I’LL TYPE WORDS IN ORDERS I LIKE

I’LL SAY THEM OUT LOUD FROM TIME TO TIME TO TIME

AS VIBRATIONS

OH,       WE’RE IN IT NOW

THE RAINFOREST IS OVER AND

OXYGEN IS WEARING THIN

WHAT ABOUT THAT DANCING PARTY?

INFINATE

I’M A DUMB LANKAN MAN

ART OF HER

IS A LIFE

BEFORE PUNCHING CLOCK

EMPTY PASS

GLASS OF SAND

HAND IS FROZEN ON LOWER BACK

BONES AND CURVE AT CORRECT PLACES

SADNESS IS HUMAN IN DOSES

UNBAREABLE

RELIEF IN SANITARY DÉCOR

SMELLS OF HER CHURCH

CORRECTIONS TO NOTHING THAT MAY

INTERFERE WITH TOUCH

PLEASE, KNOW MY LOVE IS ETERNAL

BEYOND WALLS OF FLESH AND MEMORY

IT WALKS WITH YOU

ALWAYS ASKING FOR AN ARM AROUND ITS WAIST

WISHING YOU HAPPINESS IN DAILY ROUTINE

POURING WINE

RUBBING FEET AND ANKLES

SMILE OF SUPREME MONESTARY

BACKYARD POOLS OF CLORINE CLARITY

COUCHES OF US

BELIEF IN US

US AS ONE

US AS FUN

US AS LOVE

US AS

US

HONEYCOMBS

THIS PLACE IS NO SIMULATION

IT’S HONEYCOMB

SERVE THE QUEEN, DEATH PILOT –

STICKY, SWEET, ENCLOSED

FOREVER HUM

HUM

HONEY, WE DON’T WORK FOR THE GOVERNMENT

BUT YES, THEY ARE AFTER US

WE MUST RETIRE IN NATURE

SHE’LL COVER

NEST OF OURS

UNDER PEATMOSS

HUM

YELLOW & BLACK STRIPES

DO THEY RETIRE IN CELLS?

HIGH ON SUGAR ALL THE TIME

THE ORGIES ARE OBSCENE

CULT OF FLOWERS

COLORS MADE INTO OOZE

FLIGHT OF RECURRING ECHOS

HUM

IT IS OFFICIAL WE ARE GENDERLESS, SO

THERE’S A WAY OUT

PAST THE BROOK, BY COFFEE LIGHT,

OVER CAMPAIGN SIGNS, AROUND

SLEEPING GAURDS, HANDSHAKES,

NEAR GARDENS OF TEA,

MYSTERIES OF EVERLASTING HISTORY

HARMONY IN EXPLOSIVE CHAOS

WE’RE CLEAR         SAFE         BEES KNOW YOU

TRANSFORMATION LIKE QUEEN, YET

NOT STUCK           NOT RESTLESS

FREEDOM TO CARE LESS

ANTIOXIDENTS TO JUMP HORIZONTAL

HUM

HIVE SMASHED ON GROUND

A SEVERED TREE LIMB FOUND

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