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    Hermetic Hippo 1

    Hermetic

    HippoBy Deep Piercing Cut

    All poems copyrighted 2010 Deep Piercing Cut

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    Hermetic Hippo 2

    Canceled Row of Fades

    lies to kid themselves

    covered brown stain

    gods flat stick

    a roll of rusty nickels

    falling slower

    all over the floor

    you gonna crucify

    pills hard to swallow

    a double dose fit

    bends over brushes

    the electrodes smile

    swelling up and rattling

    hands nailed out

    floating over the controls

    a dial for each life

    schematic drawings and equations

    a dusty bottom teeter

    counterpoint and nemesis

    a hammer instead of a bomb

    letting loose the wild animal

    the carnival barker shouts

    and chops away

    at the meat on the table

    hisses and spits

    the devil is always hard to kill

    seeing visions

    of heaven and hell

    smoke on the horizon

    eyes aimed full bore

    bouncing against the walls

    even before departure

    last saw month ago

    in a bad way thenfar ahead of the crowd

    standing out angry

    burn the luminous

    bunched in on self

    losing the plot

    out of control

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    Hermetic Hippo 3

    a concealed pain

    something come loose

    sliding around

    killing me

    a void of repetition

    attacking with fervor

    a web of habits

    (published in Deep Tissue Magazine)

    Your Grim Brothers

    a three headed doll

    stirring space with milking cows

    in groups of four

    brimming with broken down

    selling you the milk

    gone with the falling rain

    shades, shoes, and suntan lotion

    living the legend

    too many book covers

    the bleeder ink

    and stains of injustice

    played in my own

    its for the suckers

    exposed by your primitive behavior

    living inside your life-force

    giving four oclock tours

    through black dawn window

    no divine interventions

    sunset plow

    leave them in the fieldsthey can have each other

    ignorance is still there

    even if we cant see it

    it finds behind the trees

    we are lost and stone

    lost again

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    Hermetic Hippo 4

    (published in Deep Tissue Magazine)

    You Step Into the Void

    your steps are electric

    each step a blue brilliance

    something of eternity

    you are tempted by the worm

    he knows the razor sunrise

    when you pray with tainted lips

    banging around in the dark

    the blue stare of those lips

    watching me move

    grabbing and shaking me

    calling out my name

    the slight flicker

    and the moment arrives

    a white cloud of expression

    stirring the desire

    you retrieve loves sting

    asking in a small voice

    coaxing down the reed

    gathering the respectful distance

    unfolding, simply unfolding

    swaying and blurring

    onto the trolley

    it rolls us along

    and you whisper

    something from a sacred text

    liberating

    (published in Deep Tissue Magazine)

    All Over My Garden

    The smile that illuminates

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    My heart of darkness

    Like the crack

    In the pavement

    The rust stain in the sink

    A course brush

    Against my skin

    It is not soft and pliable

    It is hard and unmoving

    Standing out in the rain

    While everyone laughs

    Seeing the last breath

    Escape into eternity

    Shes a daylight naked ninja

    Sipping on her scotch

    Behind her pink shades

    The thoughts of grandeur

    Laugh about the abduction

    Remember your lines

    And things will go well

    (published in Deep Tissue Magazine)

    That Wonderful Little Dress

    you party till midnight

    a lifetime of hips

    riding the bronco

    you think you know me

    with your calculator

    and sun charts

    but, there is a venom

    you cant calculate

    rumbled and predictedyour reason for summing my digits

    making me more easy to consume

    you uncork me

    and pour me out onto your table

    I pool in the spots carved by your steak knife

    Josie loves

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    Hermetic Hippo 6

    etched into the oak

    I know you through the war

    of our crisscrossed lives

    oblivion packaged in any other way

    is too sweet for our senses

    maybe it is too bleak

    to ride up the wires promise

    to find our way in the darkness

    no matter how many times

    we have gone here before

    dont say no to me again

    I want to hear you say yes

    with your sexy southern drawl

    that melts my resistance

    it reminds me of tomorrows

    (published in Deep Tissue Magazine)

    Suffered All the Furies

    muttering between teeth

    her notes always flat

    never sharp

    nothing holds fast

    eating me alive

    tearing me apart

    by rack and torture

    roasting me little by little

    suffered slings and arrows

    in the name of duty and religion

    crashing into the barriers

    alive and teeming

    streaming pugnacious

    the magic talismantoo supple

    the resistance has been beaten out of you

    you know that all heroes will be shot

    in the name of liberty

    as the sun rises over the mountains

    this rubble we call home

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    where the ignorant rule

    the brave worry about their numbers

    their contracts

    their publicity campaigns

    shaking like the naked in the wind

    afraid of their shadows

    concocting schemes to defraud the public

    marching over your red coat

    as it lays in total disregard

    climbing into a minimalist speech

    the first line of hallway banter

    lost to the forgotten question

    that never left your lips

    (published in Deep Tissue Magazine)

    Puffy Atlas Kiss

    Slim white wicked

    Talons of steel

    Sweeps the burning you

    The abandoned numbness

    Misty ritual

    A starry-eyed promise

    Doing and feeling

    All at once

    Avoid the cost

    The dimness grows

    Cobwebs gather

    The stone seeks out

    The moss

    No puffed up probe

    No wither

    Slithered abodeReckon with the tongs

    Brackish blued symbol

    Nothing left to rattle

    Ashen dream of muse

    Assault the modern

    Inhale the clattered stream

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    The bolting abhorrer

    Hasty imperfect yawn

    Losing myself

    One step at a time

    In the dreams of Yahweh

    Upright stolen reed

    Fornicated snake

    (posted on Blogspot)

    Eight wooden throwing spears

    Sitting on thoughts

    That bends but never break

    Sudden fresh pace

    Typical and primal

    Remain on the platform

    Just a little longer

    All this philosophy

    Coming out of your ears

    Like ringlets

    Tossed into the foam

    Discovered liar in you

    Deeper unable up

    Exit the shadowed form

    The never loved you

    Float the resistant boat

    Into the changed whistle

    The loyal bond

    Of demented harbor

    Must each same

    Each round goblet

    Humble modern dead

    Cold and wetIncoming kick

    Silent wasted chime

    Crash against

    Bleed the reason

    The hallowed rent

    Of unknown beaming

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    Hermetic Hippo 9

    A little more

    And the day comes to a close

    A long way down

    Victim us all

    (posted on Blogspot)

    Domesticated horse

    Very murdered path

    By the time Im done

    Make the steam

    Hot the bath

    Rub along the tub

    Bare whirls out

    A hopeful deliberation

    Delirious

    Yes, dipped and perfection

    Total infused

    Each day

    A plan

    A way of feeling

    Around the rock of time

    Smothered by the fast

    No matter when

    Or how

    Wound the cloud

    Drape this over

    And listen

    We are both

    Here and now

    Together

    Run the hellish howlsAnd be free

    Once more

    (posted on Blogspot)

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    Fire hardened points

    Carved into the wise

    Look up and see

    The stars

    They are gone

    But, still we see

    A heavy pathos

    Without revolution

    Every stacked exodus

    Needs more

    Fabled and flea

    The ankles together

    Dead away blown

    The shore, the horizon

    They blend into one

    You see it all

    Like in a vision

    Butchered

    Bones bare in the sun

    Thread of song

    Daily bleed

    Aristotles lament

    Distended heart

    Nowhere to turn

    Stopped my ears

    From hearing the truth

    Today, you made an enemy

    (posted on Blogspot)

    Fossil powered

    A slow crawl over nightmare

    Answers given

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    Hermetic Hippo 11

    Flung across the floor

    Moving hands

    Cold earth

    High flying hands

    My body stable, unlucky thin

    Here with sunshine

    Black wood

    Full-time table

    A legend of scale

    Pushed away the number

    Dialed the digits

    Illegal protein analysis

    Familiar plastic broom

    Static drum wins

    Happy white pool

    Happy water

    (posted on blogspot)

    Atomic bomb

    Fat six

    Unwanted way

    Demand the ugly

    Flattened hoard

    No thought for the soft

    The tombstone foot

    Rumble surplus in

    Feeble city

    Ground cylinder

    Cry

    Plus whiskey

    Heal a floor

    Jump up healthy

    All alone

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Wetland

    Scribbles on the last day

    All points, sunny

    Letter that are small

    In through rooms out

    Round lighted empty

    Unofficial civilized freeze

    Let loose the laughing and joking

    One paper exposed

    They all together

    Darkness

    The photosynthesis

    Iced and lucky

    Friendly second

    Wise wizard

    (posted on blogspot)

    mule

    She stored up a few

    Ugly hold of appendage

    Street light the same

    The light troubled

    Cry your darkened happy

    Mouthed the blues

    Folded the feeling

    We sunk into free spirit

    Wisdom road

    The desert of sure

    Empty of sweet dreams

    (posted on blogspot)

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    God-maker

    Forget eternity, I curse

    The dull, leaving shadow

    Outside the skin

    Celebration

    The small tinkling whisper

    Nitrogen last

    Large rocks of years

    The air of factories

    Boxed resistors

    Laughable underneath

    Hot dog landings

    Sweet fears

    Of the god-maker

    Troubled

    Love

    (posted on blogspot)

    Blessed

    Large disbelief with lies

    No thinking minds, she wrote

    Half as ear, as spirit

    Released the mighty to primal embrace

    We walk the universe

    On Judas thorns

    Awake are the objects, of no significance

    Rock and scissors

    Forget everything

    They run in fear

    Dropping their weapons

    Covered up darknessJust in time

    Unreasonable division

    Will never free

    The proud

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Endless

    Pulls off the door

    On her ass

    Filled full of animal

    For all time

    She frowns loosely

    In front of everyone

    Tits flopping

    To the smooth and polished

    Face front

    Peering into the generous

    Closed eyelids over opened light

    Second hand store clean

    Pries open the mouth

    Mrs. Robinson journeys on

    No bodys devil

    Of ludicrous-

    Old woman sculptured

    Herself

    As everyones

    Developed demon

    (posted on blogspot)

    Fenris in the garden

    Today, I intuitive moreThan the bleeding lot

    Unholy prayers

    Resisted loss

    Of health

    I throw away time

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    With the tapping toe

    Over dried cells of remembrance

    No measured good grace

    With tingles

    In my upper thigh

    It is easy to be small

    Unknown to the adobes

    Or the love of freed song

    No one wants to lay in the sun

    And throw away this life

    Of toil and hardship

    For the phantasmal

    What animal pulls me away?

    From the all

    That is you

    Will they forget

    The flagons king?

    in large boned animal

    kill the mist

    will digest you

    when words no longer

    (posted on blogspot)

    finite and moving

    thick bargain

    out of mind, with no purposestraighten her good deeds

    hard behind

    lagging

    misfortunate skin welding

    in golden burned

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    to death, to sunshine, to paper

    smart to heart

    and loud chest

    with removed evenings

    a song and no home

    nervously strikes the match

    splattered darkly crawl

    we cannot count the steps

    as you run from the brutish

    the words of many

    enliven the mighty

    only a touch of false

    the ground, her anger, her country

    how noisy is the crowd

    held fast to one place

    the doctor dreams

    a story on a piece of scrap

    light and bitter pay

    a mortal fool

    a sons birth

    (posted on blogspot)

    Tangled Web

    tasting the feedback

    from the back row

    random messages

    from outer space

    a picture of repetitionthe wires need reconnection

    as the electricity scans the horizon

    there is more to your theory

    than is contained in capacitors and transistors

    for some, we pull the plastic away

    others, we burn with fire

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    their eyes are inductive

    gathering data

    analyzing and making inferences

    all essences dissolve

    into a jumble of categories

    what to leave in and what to leave out

    they are cross all borders

    removing barriers

    their curiosities flow

    out in digital transmits

    flattened by throttled leviathans

    the bleak gather at the diode

    stroking their hard nipples

    removing the cultish hysteria

    WOUNDED, THEY STILL CARRY US

    OPENING TO WINTERS SNOW

    (posted on blogspot)

    Infinity

    The hungry hate

    Never ever sleeps

    Around the gates of nevermore

    As the past comes around

    And grabs you

    Throws you down

    Onto the floor

    With the mornings trash

    Staring through alien eyes

    That you bought on the corner market

    From the guy with the little twitch

    Hes working on a stitch in timeThe race between the angel and devil

    A sack of virtue in your hand

    It spills out and leaves you

    Try to close the door

    And keep it all in

    Safe and sound

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    My very special one

    Loves to sleep the day away

    Just like in the movies

    Cocktails and cigarettes

    I wish you would stay

    If you want

    I know I never said it before

    But, Im saying it now

    Spend the night, once more

    Before they close the door

    And chase all the cockroaches away

    To their homes and children

    Bragging about their day

    Braving the cold winter

    Pushing and shoving

    Breaking the seal

    Letting all the demons out

    Upstairs in a lonely room

    With only a space heater

    Keeping the blues away

    With a bottle of Kesslers

    Listening to infinitys call

    (posted on blogspot)

    How Much?

    And then, it surfaces

    The darkness

    I try to keep it out

    It pries it way through

    The space under the door

    And I seeLike never before

    The Formica of your touch

    Cold and dull

    Mechanical and unfeeling

    As if you are going through the motions

    Following the orders

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    Of your master

    You are something

    Made for nightmares

    The time we spend

    Means nothing to you

    Everything to me

    And I know

    In the end

    There is nothing

    There is always a dollar

    To be made

    Any way you can

    Just speak it into existence

    The first car

    Down your dusty road

    That leads you back

    To me

    Easier to wallow

    In the confusion

    We both lie

    We both hurt

    We both walk away

    From each other

    A those practiced lines

    I found written in your notebook

    You pretended to be cold

    Your distance was a disguise

    And now

    I know

    You will never say

    How much you love me

    (posted on blogspot)

    Going Down to the river with my bucket

    One more silver dollar

    Burning a hole in my pocket

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    Entering through closed fire

    Playing with remembrance

    Running with my wishes

    Out your back door

    In the hot morning sun

    Bringing me happiness

    The wrong and the hundred ways

    Not just making

    But, taking away

    Rolling brown and blessed

    Crispy like tumbleweed

    Down, down un luck

    Looks good going down

    Watch it all burn down

    Doing me wrong

    Wild candy dances

    She has wisdom in her eyes

    Doing me right

    True to another

    True to the cut

    Shooting dice

    And building homes

    Before the cow comes

    Your up and down melody

    we arent through

    just beginning

    just used to the coaster

    meeting all the beauties

    riding with the Russians

    (posted on blogspot)

    Depicting the landscape as it once was

    Of the disposed

    The fears of existence

    Her inner thing

    Nothing better

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    Nothing worse

    A treat of ordinary brutality

    Tremors desired

    Champagne atrocities

    She gives without asking

    On the edge of chaos

    Using a dazzling array

    So deeply fundamental

    Demands that big pills

    work better than small

    especially when chased down

    with half a bottle of vodka

    deep connections

    between cause and effect

    discriminating between art and effect

    purposeful frenzies

    (posted on blogspot)

    it is almost invisible in your mind

    the effect dizzying

    secrets in my hand

    laughing all the way

    like twisted gnomes

    waiting for it to blow over

    hollowing out the base

    nibbling at the bait

    every bloody thingbelching fire and pestilence

    with cloven hoofs

    no world of my own

    drifting from day to day

    vivid before my eyes

    after the rain

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    it pours into my soul

    blackest rain

    rubbing seldom with the world

    they live inside me

    never taken the course

    submerged lives

    raised to the 10th degree

    tenaciously lodged with

    a strange unfamiliar world

    (posted on blogspot)

    thoughts crawling out of a dark corner

    above life and death

    flowing on like time

    tugging away at me

    admitting my delusions

    led by its independence

    grasping for death

    biting like Satan

    down into the ooze

    through your heavens and hells

    slay me with a walking dream

    on the other side

    the planets revolution

    detached through sorrow

    through outstretched palms

    knowing too precisely

    haunted by the object

    striking me now

    the grain of ugliness

    vibrations emanatinga monstrous edifice

    (posted on blogspot)

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    balancing at the edge of humanity

    tottering and swaying

    the human integer

    living on like a rock

    no interest in the slaughter

    all is destroyed

    all is perishable

    like heaven and earth

    constantly crumbling

    belonging to the earth

    being without shadow

    with a hardened heart

    worshiping different gods

    beyond the normal limits

    a bankruptcy of despair

    the smell of love

    insatiable as the belly

    the wind standing up

    crying with lungs of freedom

    struggling in a tomb

    in a den of vipers

    it was all chaos

    shreds of the periphery

    of null and void

    (posted on blogspot)

    the holes get bigger as you try to fill them

    twisted by fate

    looking horrendous

    living in the now

    secure in the turbulencetaking in the drama

    longing for the cataclysm

    absolutely divested

    wanting to stone the light

    the deep well of the womb

    between the two of us

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    decomposed of light

    heartless as a molecule

    washing it off

    absolutely sunk

    absolute silence

    how hard it is to accept

    to just barely discern

    you had opened up a tomb

    removing memories from the past

    and I wanted to strangle you

    (posted on blogspot)

    somehow you dont belong to those throwing the rocks

    it can be seen

    in the corners of your mouth

    in the tip of your tongue

    an imprint of DNA

    from someplace else

    you try to ignore it

    afraid to bring it out

    preferring to hide in the light of day

    another Jesus Christ

    blind to everything

    if only to change skins

    peel it off

    tissue by tissue

    the cells hang from a peg

    all the sorrowful aspects

    despite the black

    beyond the ordained limits

    just as innocent as everthe sex and death chant

    high priestess of the cult

    against the holy ghost

    fucking the crazy woman

    she wants to save my soul

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    (posted on blogspot)

    crushes between two rocks

    each kiss

    is another goodbye

    as you walk through green cracks

    magnified underneath tomorrow

    a soul breaks folded

    you triggered and rage

    as unique as dumped beat

    feeling the sway

    of drug addicts and dreamers

    pretending to be Papillon

    and found dignity waned

    they have their reason

    for their sense of peace

    the point of one

    is always on favored lips

    torn from dignitys large

    you search within your own hemisphere

    as strong as unleash

    you exhale the terms of unlearning

    sucking on this secret pain

    trapped under raspy reason

    a super hero of grace

    mattered with love

    buried in the bullet shed

    the sly movement of whiskey

    is your only friend

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Alone Pulled Upwards and tied with a rope

    Heaven is a disease of circles

    A force of pocket charms

    Plywood palms push on

    Your steps fall asleep

    Frozen close behind

    Fixed before the cold

    Dazed with smiles

    A haunting smile

    Hanging, pinned and twisted

    Power is ticking in slow motion

    Counting the tocks

    Putting them in order

    The coffin is chirping and sullen

    Burn the shit down

    Safe within your failure

    You keep all of the clippings

    Fiddling with muddied say

    These bones interpret

    What you cannot say

    You have to rub them the right way

    She holds up the camera

    And snaps a picture

    As she sits atop the rocking horse

    Eating pop rocks

    Under the space needle

    Yesterday was bag simple

    Flushing a pound of Mary

    No one expects you to survive

    Especially me

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Automatic personification in this age of despair

    The way you said futility

    Taking the edge off appetite

    Sitting in the gloom

    In space like the stars

    To fall through

    Warm human delirium

    With no roof above

    The writing on the wall

    Thoughts enter from unknown places

    Strange places that birth evil

    Rendering the soul

    With a shattered calm

    Before the flood of travail

    The dream of cavemen

    The illusion of force

    Both perfect and repulsive

    Intended to dazzle

    A splendiferous impersonation

    The chink of percolating dome

    Its all vagrant hemispheres

    Motionless and unmotivated

    Eaten away by jackknife show

    Life is merchandise

    (posted on blogspot)

    Demented Poignancy bought at the store

    A part of life

    Like the wandering blind manEverybody and everything

    Al have been added together

    Lousy, rancid, and rotten

    Like the bad next

    Chew for the sake of impossible

    No reason to close the door

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    Its just me and cat

    Both a part of this world

    In it and of it

    I must run away

    Start a new life

    Working for body and soul

    There is no hope

    No solution

    Both are ugly and senseless

    We all have become absurd

    Everything is lost

    This is serious business

    Waiting for the resurrection

    (posted on blogspot)

    Whispering to your bridge, but it never listens

    Without sin and evil

    Turning the sausage machine

    Working like cold cash

    Being what it is

    It was war

    Putting the fear of god into you

    Undone and twisted

    Moving like an octopus

    Tied into the knot

    The magneto world

    Dropping to the bottom

    Blue with a slow drizzle

    The empty soul rising

    Like naked reality

    With big oxygen eyes

    The barren mechanical pullPerfectly meaningless

    Into the minus sign

    Through the bright glitter

    The last moment of time

    Crossing over

    And making you pay

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    Hermetic Hippo 29

    (posted on blogspot)

    On the edge of madness: letting your feet dangle

    Impersonal wingless touch

    Short waves inside

    In the frozen dew

    A splinter of quick

    In the follow of flesh

    Along the line of lost

    Rejoined by the curve

    A broken voyage

    Buffer and corpuscle

    A random shot of absolute

    Brewing the revolution

    Sharp edged axes

    Make no answer

    Turn many a corner

    Feeling like a stranger

    A life moves toward

    Wrapped in abstraction

    In the hands of discover

    Frogs on her feet

    Walking to an execution

    So dysfunctional

    The terror of the front door

    Turn around and face the fireplace

    Sleep tonight in your freedom

    (posted on blogspot)

    Nubile

    SHE PULLS THE SCAPEL FROM HER BAG

    HOLDS THE INSTRUMENT UP TO THE LIGHT

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    THIS IS HOW WE REVEAL THE CLUES

    PAGES THROWN INTO THE FIRE

    THE SMOKE RISES UP

    SPEAKING TO BECKY

    Opulent as a feather

    Dim drizzle on fervent sill

    Transferring assets

    She climbs up on the banister

    Oozing out the side

    She always eats the marshmallows

    Im flipping burgers at a truck stop

    Watching the freaks come off the highway

    Everyone wants coffee

    And bacon and eggs

    Catalogued deviations

    Block of Berlin

    In the frame

    The dress falls to her ankles

    Kicking off her she

    I move closer for evaluation

    Counting all the piercings

    No more heroes

    She touches me with her tongue

    Browsing my gallery

    Touching all the reds

    Her fingers a mess

    Getting thicker

    As she hides her smile

    The terms she used

    Giving you the message

    A big S and a little M

    I always paint you

    With your clothes on

    That thing you do with your pearls

    It is nubile

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Behind the lens

    You got your groove back

    Playing with your red glasses

    In front of the camera

    You can see angels

    They flutter around you

    Puckering their lips

    Sunglasses and army fatigues

    A drink in each hand

    Straight from the fantasy factory

    Looking for a movie star

    Someone to burry

    Coming to Maryland

    You want to hang

    You said you were packing your bags

    Wanted me to send money For the bus

    You always were the girl that got away

    All about the love of music

    I am reborn in your kiss

    Paradise is always lost

    Hidden in the nettles

    Wanting to kick it

    Forget to breathe

    Running away

    Wanting to escape

    To be free from it all

    Drawing cat whiskers

    And little girl freckles

    Your friend with her pink hair

    Riding the multicolored horse

    Hiding the puffiness

    Trying to make the words

    Come out correctly

    (posted on blogspot)

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    The teeth marks of absurd reality

    Bend them up

    And wonder

    About the trim of things

    My good friend

    Soar into wonder

    A SURPRISING MERIMENT

    ROLLED AWAY AND GROWLED

    MISSED THE TWIN CASTANETS

    STAPLE UP THE ADORATION

    CRUSH THE SERPENT

    LEARN TO ENTWINE

    THERE ARE NO GOOD REASONS

    ONLY REASONS

    PICK ONE

    ONLY ONE

    AND RUN WIT IT

    THE TRUMPET AND COLOR

    THEY FIGHT OVER YOU

    Immortal as the land

    Among the fissures

    Roll on

    Too soon

    And wonder some more

    (posted on blogspot)

    Mollys favorite piece of shit

    Succeed by face and tongue

    In these hostile timesA lifting wind

    Sexual as a corkscrew

    All human events

    Not the first time

    Sardines for the poor

    In a different light

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    Climb up your tree

    And grow

    Walk into footprints

    On the somber path

    Choose your moment well

    Be sure to take pictures

    Being ripped apart

    By savage words

    Of struggling poets

    Mine is bigger than yours

    See how many comments

    There is not enough room

    To hold the kudos

    All the memory is used up

    Someday, they will erect monuments

    Of tinfoil

    And bubblegum

    To mark the grave

    Where the great poet lays

    He was mollys favorite

    (posted on blogspot)

    Chasing down your demons

    Excellent rumors

    I have never seen

    That color

    A blue from a dream

    It was gray and mystical

    I stared at her lips

    For an eternityOh shit!

    Shes not breathing!

    Thats the color of death

    On her perfect lips

    What have we done?

    It was too perfect

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    To be like this

    To be in hell

    As I attempt cpr

    Pushing on your chest

    A lifeless doll

    No resistance

    To my touch

    Deleted from the list

    Of life

    (posted on blogspot)

    Buried in my grave

    Wondering how to behave

    Sit in the flickering light

    Knocking me down

    Burning ledge of crazy

    Long grave faces

    Some outside force

    Peering into my heart

    Dashing out intense

    Turn me around

    Blood running down

    Fell on the moan

    Sneaked out lifting

    There in the front door

    Like a pack of wolves

    The same thing against

    Ugly looking brandished

    Fell all over

    Getting out of the placeStanding in the iron trenches

    Beaten gobbling goat

    Taking the steam out

    An exchange of how

    Tough and invincible

    Run away and picked

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    (posted on blogspot)

    A star in the corner of your eye

    Against the fence

    The transmigration of souls

    And methods of torture

    The fine bite of cannibalism

    Full of wonder

    A frontier of unknown

    A life of daily bread

    The loaves and the fishes

    Bribed and transuded

    Eliminate the beauty of the past

    Relentless is this swift remorse

    I want to outstrip repentance

    A curse to the earth

    Touch with outstretched arms

    Alien and hostile

    In a flash

    Faster and faster

    Much more than mere nakedness

    More like peeled

    More than alert

    My own proper destiny

    With wide opened eyes

    (posted on blogspot)

    Never again

    Could I see the world

    Through rare attached eyes

    Pushed along the road

    Stood in full plentitude

    Utterly alone and alive

    Shaking like a viper

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    More nearly animal

    Luscious deceptive reason

    Nothing left of me

    I am gone

    My name is lost

    Seated as a dreamer

    Doomed to perish

    Weeping with deceit

    Falling apart from need

    The unreal behind me

    Christ only knows

    The street is its own reward

    Frozen bottoms begin to slide

    Right into me

    Back in the night

    On the verge of discovery

    Cruel swiftness born of tenacity

    Promising the moon

    Always promising

    (posted on blogspot)

    Hammer and tongs

    Raised from the grave

    Dead as a moon crater

    Dropped like a hinge

    Chopping the world to bits

    Never plagued by the gnashing

    Beyond the limits of hope

    In the black hole of nothingness

    Make those empty devils

    Coming out the wrong wayConvinced that something was hidden within

    No respect for the maimed

    An object to be cursed and kicked

    With rolled up sleeves and deliverance

    Washed clean and immaculate

    Cursed of many evil ways

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    Purged through the eyes

    Those evil eyes

    They see more than the lips can tell

    Alive and empty

    Alive in the flesh

    More and more alive

    The voice of a flood

    All dead into chaos

    The mouth of the world

    (posted on blogspot)

    More than enough

    The tower of Babel

    By an invisible cord

    Through the heart

    Of the world

    Never in the shape

    Of empty and alive

    Thrown overboard

    Turning with it

    Everyone headed

    to their own

    destination

    like a couple of snakes

    the stone-faced gambit

    the teeth of the oyster

    they chew for eternity

    fixed in the stardust

    a jigsaw puzzle

    most alert and canny

    a steely awareness

    turned loose upon the worldanother hungry wolf

    (posted on blogspot)

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    she was a cannonball

    ridden by the nightmare

    her bronze head

    round withered sweeps

    a hater of tombs

    and dreamer of dreams

    no matter how horrific

    children she gathered

    in the darkness

    the deepest black

    all sleek with wildness

    most foulest decline

    not for the faint graspers

    caught in the fools throat

    walking naked

    she whispered the need

    a notorious ceremony

    made the devil laugh

    with her lashes

    and carving

    the wood and black

    wax from the belly fat

    all that she owned

    crazed dancing vision

    looked death in the face

    and snickered

    (posted on blogspot)

    Wandering blade

    Of the darkness

    Century tatteredScorn the crime

    Of five hundred years

    Unfinished toil

    Before the face

    Disfigured shape

    Battering blind

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    Suffer the kindred

    Cast out

    Cast out

    Tilling the curves

    Those lovely curves

    A single eye of bewitch

    Oh that eye

    That held me to the stone

    Nailed the boards

    A mound of solitude

    A jewel of adoration

    Dance on the wave

    Dance you jezebel

    Disowned satisfaction

    Of white shirts

    And tobacco stained fingers

    Playing the piano

    Burned by flame

    Burned as a druid

    As the world turns

    Turning on evil axis

    Stepping out

    Naked as does

    Naked as midnight

    (posted on blogspot)

    Unroll the world

    It goes on forever

    Like a hallway to heaven

    Lying in the cabbage patch

    Legs spread wide open

    As the sea is deepTrapped in a shallow line

    Flay the living hide

    Down on the alter

    Taking on the holy ghost

    And all comers

    Both holy and profane

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    Digging for the other side

    Praying for the spark

    That ignites the groove

    Cal you feel me?

    I am alive

    I am brave enough

    To be me

    To be free

    Sitting on my lap

    With the consciousness of Buddha

    Not disturbed by the twilight

    The growing darkness

    A emptiness that swallows it all

    The honeymoon of flesh

    Her feet no touching the ground

    Sometimes in the twinkling

    A corpse piled up

    One after another

    Over and over again

    Choose not to look away

    Embrace the circle

    The hole and the dirt

    Both are love and peace

    Pry it open

    Make a path

    Build your fire on the hilltop

    Cry for the birth

    Rage for the dying stars

    The light that was never born

    Nothing left but stench

    The world falling apart

    On the shadow of memory

    We all hang from the wire

    Demanding resolution

    But, the hangman never comesNever brings the hope

    A reaper and binder

    The flush of dawn

    And the zeal of industry

    There is no more

    Nothing left to burn

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    Where are my matches?

    (posted on blogspot)

    Dropping Shooting Stars

    They leave you seared

    A smolder of pure joy

    The best of all

    Gored and dethroned

    We shall shed jubilant

    Dragging us down again

    Dead to the world

    Love is no more

    You have forgotten how

    Waiting for the light to go out

    Adrift somewhere in the night sky

    We call this death

    A bitter taste

    Immortalized and burning

    The dead planet still spins

    Its heart still set on pretending

    A revolving wasteland

    We call this home

    Its all we know

    All we cherish

    The little god on our altars

    She speaks of another life

    A museum of what has been

    Dancing with the skeleton

    He speaks the words

    You want to hear

    Utter and immediate

    The terrain of meaningA crowded ghostly recollection

    Naked and standing

    On the precipice of history

    They steal the body

    And prostitute the mind

    (posted on blogspot)

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    No trace of blood

    Drifting by the window

    Nothing to fear

    Bursting and mangled

    Eaten by the flames

    Surety is in the air

    Above and triumphant

    Being the last

    Emerge and roar

    To myself

    Destruction

    Tidy up the mess

    The burden of self

    Blind tenacity

    Nourished by death

    Take the devil

    Take his horny hand

    The same destiny

    Gunned down in the street

    No memory

    No regret

    Only bloody hands

    An unthinkable void

    Lost in obscurity

    All a sack of bones

    (posted on blogspot)

    seduction

    Sometimes,

    I forget the reasons

    For the whys

    Between blushes of spread

    The turning freedom taunts

    No longer caught

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    In this obsession with darkness

    Now there is focus to your fire

    A certain voltage within

    Haunted by demons from within

    Picks at flamboyant soothing

    The curls of warning

    Deeper with heavens questions

    My sugar

    My sweet

    Knee deep in bloody valentines

    With trepidation

    an invisible wish

    To see and feel the real

    Spending more fear

    Not knowing anything

    You want to cry

    To pull out your hair

    You claw at your face

    Desiring to be ugly

    If only you could match this feeling

    This dread

    This alien structure

    That sucks the blood from your veins

    Snaps your bones

    Makes you howl

    At the moon

    The you could shed

    This coil

    This existence

    (posted on blogspot)

    The sacrifice of knuckles

    Golden tongues

    Rampant dogs

    They all must die

    Throw them like the strain

    Cover them with whispers

    Their souls are old ghosts

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    Open the treasure

    Smell the aroma

    Call up the ashes

    Blood knife cuts

    The chanting stink

    Of bones

    Old bones

    New bones

    They all gather moss

    Giving more

    Of themselves

    As your anger rages on

    Against torture

    Against injustice

    Worry the worn

    On this diadem

    You fell for love

    And progress

    Always the caretaker

    Two queer words

    Chopped up in little pieces

    Brothers of anger

    Standing knee deep

    In willfulness

    All naughty boys

    Under their feet

    A death machine march

    Gone away

    With a thousand tongues

    Living on dimes and nickels

    The secret lives of knowing

    They crawl out of words

    Stand upon the metaphor

    Watch the ink dry

    Like the blood of dreamsSo slowly

    Yes, I know

    They cant be true

    But, I think they are

    Lost spells

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Fluting on crooked legs

    A bright damp future

    Wet tongue of tornado

    Stucco splattered wind

    A birth of never

    Rippled finger touch

    Riverbed kisses

    Die surrounded by doom

    Shes popping balloons

    And speaking to the ghosts

    Touching their core

    When I touched your lips,

    I was changed forever

    It pulled itself right out of my mouth

    Spread its wings and flew out the window

    Feeding on your desperation

    Making your big things small

    Making everything small

    A turn on the wheel

    Carried off by something mighty

    (posted on blogspot)

    It changed the whole

    I.

    I looked up

    The first gulp

    Stopped by the moment

    Walking into the glimpsePage after page of realization

    You have been living with a lie

    A stone around your neck

    Dragging you down

    Your legs are the roots of trees

    Planted in the soil of terror

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    A soul that you never had the taste for

    Words are meaningless to the axe

    Let us talk about your crazy eyes

    Too long in the branches

    Close to the boundary

    The most enchanting

    II.

    The human spore

    Of value

    Of dignity

    Of light

    The cold fabric of life

    A dirty mouth

    Choking and hissing tongue

    Marked by the loss

    A forlorn island

    Accepting the eviction

    The odious sense of sacrifice

    Screwed in another direction

    Trampled upon

    A great big hole

    We fall into

    And are reduced to ashes

    The soil of complete

    Layer upon layer

    Saluted relics

    To have being

    Standing in a trance

    A strange moving substance

    The old dream

    III.

    Vague at the edges

    A peculiar metamorphosisCrumbling on my hands

    Dying comfortably

    Deserted them

    Through the rites

    An absolute stranger

    Moving on to new battles

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    As the world moves

    Slightly bent at an angle

    That lets only a fraction in

    Chewed alive and digested

    As flesh and blood

    Reshaped by the spirit

    Penetrated through, endowed

    Everything out of place

    The deeper I burrow into the evolution

    Like a pushed worm

    A warm human pressure

    Like a tornado

    With big blue eyes

    IV.

    I am desolate

    Most horrible anguish

    Like a maniac

    Through a hole

    Incredible and monstrous

    It seems so natural

    To be howling inside

    The wolf within

    Chewing on the carcass

    It totters and careens

    I am in the dream once again

    Pleasurable and maddening

    Muttering to myself

    Now till doomsday

    Mangled and torn apart

    Kill them all

    The stars shine

    And everybody suffers

    Twisted and formed by human hands

    We wander forlorn and desperateSeeking the body

    Drifting with the current

    Born out of a wound

    A ghost in their midst

    In the void

    (posted on blogspot)

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    The Yield of darkness

    In the tomb

    I see her

    Better than the world

    Better than god

    The bone of my flesh

    The terrible look

    A trapped animal

    Trapped in the walls of anguish

    Deeper into the night

    The carnal hose of the soul

    Shaking itself free

    Of the bonds of dharma

    We lived in black dreams

    Made of stitches we could not find

    Sucking us in

    Making everything an underworld

    With fists of laughter

    Revolving around phantom satellites

    As the beast looks into us

    Doubled barreled

    In barbed plumes

    An insatiable itch

    Cool as chaos

    (posted on blogspot)

    I spoke the lines

    Spinning forwardToward an ultimate end

    Raining down perpetual

    The twirling frantic

    A crawling torment

    The mind becomes a fine point

    Every pore is spittle and foam

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    This transformation pounces immediately

    The heart and liver

    Twinkling eye

    The wheel of lust

    The cavernous whirl

    Lulled to sleep by the century

    Quenched with blood

    To burry In with teeth

    The doom

    Nothing outside the wall

    Let no one in

    Not now, not ever

    Gnostic decimals

    For another

    Somebody elses velvety deception

    (posted on blogspot)

    Transparently Alive

    Breathing in the memory

    The first tangible substance

    Our outer world

    Building membrane

    Morbid desires

    The stars extinguished

    Simple and obnoxious

    Toward a nebula

    Half to Satan

    Old and patched

    Sleeping with the serpent

    Not dreaming

    Not coiled to the automatic

    Magnetic eyesThey see you

    Move about naked

    The abnormal span of your wings

    Eager to overcome it

    Disappear forever

    Abandoning

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    Deserted and betrayed

    A black hatred

    Flowers thrown into the wind

    So full of flame

    And the spice of incredible

    (posted on blogspot)

    Jumping out of my skin

    Standing in the void

    Blue with fright

    Possessed of the devil

    Out over our heads

    The whole bloody mess

    By sweat and struggle

    Getting back into the box

    Part of the flux

    The Old Stone Age

    A head and a hand

    Deep in the mud

    Inflame the world

    A mass of jelly

    Sudden darkness

    Moving amidst the sleep

    In the world of chromos

    An indestructible world

    A blind urge to defeat

    Until the bell rang

    In another incarnation

    A heartless son of a bitch

    Light, peppery, enchanting

    Trying to be free of me

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Peaches and Gunpowder

    Travel across forgotten lines

    As the monster digs in its claws

    Wonderful in spite of everything

    A hurried stiletto

    Into your ear

    The blood laughs despite itself

    And you still miss the tears of the dead

    The crossing of a border

    To refuse a guest

    A morbid element of opening

    They all open wide

    And you, a dying ember

    Before all living witness

    Struggle over it all

    Eviscerated to the bone

    Break it open and suck out the marrow

    Exposed as a pile of worms

    Locked inside without a key

    There never is a key

    We never find it

    I wonder if it ever really existed

    When I was a small boy,

    I heard stories of its existence

    They are nightmares now

    This is not a home

    It is a dungeon

    I cannot leave

    My chains are self-made

    I love them more than life itself

    I only look outside my window

    I watch life and it watches meNo other bond to measure against

    Asking about the bruises

    They always ask in a quite voice

    And their eyes cast down

    The ground pigments of life

    Like some haggard saint

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    Some smoothing and trimming of the edges

    Fading from twilight to night

    No more bright eyes for enthusiasm

    Not a mystery, but a romance

    (posted on blogspot)

    Where the Wishes Come From

    An excuse for locution

    It does not come for free

    A desperate price to be paid

    Yes, there is always a price

    The wages of loss

    Too blind to see the truth

    As it stood before me

    With arms open wide

    Wild eyes and beating gums

    Flat and dull words

    They still cut through

    Linked by common threads

    Spun by a demented devil

    You call him republic

    Death by an amateurs hand

    Is still death

    With bullet holes and bombs

    The flesh falling off the bone

    Bound to the oath of exile

    Disguised in dappled light

    Like a tiger searching for love

    With the corners knocked off

    All spit and polish

    Melting down the corruptness

    Into a smoldering liquid

    A frantic bellowing maniacAs silent as appropriate

    The ticking clock sends chills

    Down your spine of resolve

    As I bury your dreams of revolution

    In the back yard with the dead body

    It rots like bees

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    It sits on the fence post

    Thinking up lies

    To tell the neighbors

    How their house burned down

    While I laughed and snorted

    My last line of cocaine

    I watched all burn down

    In a smoky haze of finality

    The firemen scurry with their hoses

    Between their legs

    The big one carries an axe

    He looks defeated

    As he watches the fire

    It consumes a lifetime

    In through the gaps

    The fire flickers

    Hungry for the lies of fortune

    I am sad for my loss

    The white powder was my only friend

    And now I snorted it all up my nose

    Such is the way of evil bastards

    (posted on blogspot)

    A Renaissance Angel

    Your serene ignorance

    Of a certain beauty

    Is like the hate of a dog

    A barking dog who recruits

    Followers to a crusty band

    Hearts beating wildly

    They write your boneheaded wisdom in books

    They move their lips a s they readIgnorant to your perpetrations

    Blue lips

    Words after words

    A drug infused rant

    Of idiocy

    Never finding the meaning

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    It escapes you

    Dogged persistence of meaningless

    Golden curls of tobacco

    As you stand against the wall

    Your back to the crowd

    You cant face your accusers

    A gracias move toward the door

    The filtering of light

    To the point of madness

    It is your madness

    And you want to share it

    She was mute

    With the fierce look of the devil

    Melting down to the core

    Two dimensional questions

    A careful distortion

    (posted on blogspot)

    A Loan of Terror

    Lend me your terror,

    a refuge you could not share.

    You are strangled by

    the feeling. A new

    form of ugliness, paired with

    monster. Your master

    illusion calling

    your name. With a mask, I speak

    the truth for those who

    do not listen. To

    care so much is a weakness.

    Happy ending come.

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    (posted on blogspot)

    Ascending to Heaven on an Eagle

    I shall not be too forward

    Advancing tales spun in moonlight

    Fabulous secrets of nature

    Avoiding all absurdities

    Like Jack avoids the doctor

    We consider the quality

    Wares that the salesman brings

    Fanfares and banners held on poles

    While the children dance

    Soldiers for the war

    Breathe new life into your madness

    Wave to the dregs as they pass

    Spare not their rank or abilities

    Heathens and idolaters have spoken

    Experience teaching us new lessons

    Who trouble not themselves

    Occasion to observe

    Ignorance by the cruelty

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    Most vile and atonable creature

    Exceeds our efforts and wholly depends

    With thunder and lightning

    Where comes the power

    Done by wicked and diabolical

    Souls desirous of communion

    Dispose their good Angels

    Aim only for the practice

    To pretend and to honor

    By heaps of stones and statues

    Assemblies of the people

    Instruction of the truth

    (posted on blogspot)

    Bedraggled

    Barely worth the attention

    Not a potent force

    Everyone means the rest

    Dimensions of expected scorn

    Why a subject to take

    Slight show with cleavage

    To care is like trying

    Driven by the dictates

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    An easier sell with luxury

    Held by same principles

    Inherent in a how

    Will work for beer

    (posted on blogspot)

    Black Swan

    Overbearing memories

    Laid vertically across

    Onslaught of thoughts

    Reserved for the habitual

    Magnifying effect on the masses

    Putting yourself on the line

    Smashed by absurdity

    Emotional intimacy undercutting

    Characters on the periphery

    Modal monsters flirting with destiny

    Nothingness permeates the whisper

    Bitter regret channeling despair

    Inside and all-around

    Hawkish sentiments, inverted claim

    Wildly disparate views

    Happenstance informed by reason

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    You took my words and twisted

    Into something beautiful

    Carried away with subversion

    Painful duty passionately pursued

    Met with exaggerated hope

    Experience that left you wanting

    Desiring unpredictable change

    Something to spark the imagination

    Coming to terms with reality

    Recognizing the material influence

    Empty formality wooed by chance

    Noble-hearted inspired by difficulty

    Last sacrifice made for love

    Careful to preserve that which is hidden

    Deliberately enticing to act

    A few expressive words

    Woven into the fabric

    Found by those looking

    Felt even by the unwise

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Crux

    Her sexy dimension announced her presence

    I smell her pleasing essence

    The beast grows, wakes from slumber

    Throbbing against the fabric

    A physical reaction to her smell

    I hope my honesty is not offensive

    It leads the way along the path

    (posted on blogspot)

    Dear Prudence

    Cursed are the compassionate

    Revealing their weakness

    Tears behind contempt

    Everything is the opposite

    Has long been the source

    Holy flame of spontaneity

    Dumb frittered indulgences

    Time froze by power

    A glimpse behind the curtain

    Oddly Spectral avatar

    Mixture of enthusiasm and despair

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    Prostituted prophet of discontent

    (posted on blogspot)

    Desdemona

    Penelope the faithful wife

    Untangling the web she weaves

    Looking out the window

    Blueberries on the hill

    Striving ambition on display

    Innocent artifact of a ferocious will

    Silkworms working their magic

    She sought a way out

    Terror of the trapped

    Options calculated with a cool mind

    Miserable life that would be theirs

    Crystal ball did not foreshadow

    Thankless wretch behind pulled curtains

    Her smile suggesting satisfaction

    Evil deeds sent forth for working

    Be a good friend and spit on her for me

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Epic Demise

    Rome is burning

    And so is my soul

    Lost dreams and forgotten secrets

    Sneak up from behind

    I scratch my head

    Trying for the right answer

    None actually exists

    A repeated torture

    Since childhood

    Fondles my thoughts

    Flowing stream

    Social consciousness

    Everything is unreal

    My favorite lies

    Lay on the table

    Euphemisms for a disguise

    No one can find me

    Among the herd

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    Waiting to be slaughtered

    The wolf is tired

    Of the fighting

    Sad hearted and forlorn soul

    (posted on blogspot)

    Fallen

    With sad and grey face

    We walk along Abandinus

    Holding each others hand

    Listening to the rivers song

    Repeating prophetic words

    Brilliance that captures the eye

    The morning light shows the way

    Holding close to the heart

    Lucifers pride that swells

    Rising up from unknown parts

    Mornings child stretches his wings

    Wiping sleep from newborn eyes

    Pulling back the dark covers

    Appropriates a wishful smile

    Remembering the earths embrace

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    Past glories cold and shaded

    Tiny flickers in a sea of light

    No longer noticed by oath and blood

    Forlorn fingers grasp the scepter

    Masterful power gone astray

    (posted on blogspot)

    Hesternal

    A passion that has no equal

    Neither constrained nor inhibited

    The hidden shall be proclaimed

    Taken to its full measure

    Desires demise ends ignorance

    Released from the fetter of oblivion

    Incorruptible and unwavering sight

    Focused on the intangible

    No one to create boundaries

    The image of the invisible

    The endurable spirit rejoiced

    Over the light that came forward

    Honored with a mighty voice

    Born from the eons

    Pursued down into chaos

    With the face of a beast

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    Thrown into a life of toil

    Blood cries up to heaven

    Answered by the angel of discernment

    A shadow that became matter

    (posted on blogspot)

    Immodest Proposal

    Shamefaced oscillation, backed against the wall

    Internal segmentation, filtered through the shadows

    Cascading billets housing the troops

    Steps dissipating from the hillside

    A garden of flowers breaks through the mundane

    Dramatically degenerating the disempowered

    Speak to me with loyal passion

    About your days in the west

    How vigor sprung like firecrackers

    On the porch swing, her parents watching

    Looking for disapproval

    Lingering ghosts of the past

    Changing conceptions, profitless attempts

    Disputed and contested as they were

    Without the confidence and sense

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    Antiquated and worn out

    Many times spun with illusion

    Resurfacing between influence and greater

    Morphing from tart to most admired

    Mythical past crafted into legend

    (posted on blogspot)

    Jealous Punk

    Empty your heart of its mortal dream

    To be like the gods in all glory

    Infinite power and blessed grace

    Rise above the mundane

    Embrace the sacred and holy

    Your image illuminating my mind

    The slumber of darkness waits

    Standing alone as in the beginning

    Bringing the flame of divinity

    Becoming like God, closing the gap

    Removing all weakness from the flock

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    Darkly placed upon my eyelids

    Poor, tired, wandering fool

    Sold for a fleeting chance

    My words sent forth

    To reap what they have sown

    Gather up the fruits of time

    Mighty walls stand before me

    Raised up by my free will

    Testaments to my stubbornness

    Victims to my crimes

    Like fallen tombstone left to decay

    Forgotten souls of the living

    Recognize the devils that surround you

    Remember how they tormented

    Betrayed by your recollection

    Justified by self-righteous fever

    Your mind a lethal weapon

    Its all about survival and space

    Sending it all back around

    A soulless, jealous punk

    Rules made to be broken

    An all together different game

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    Me up on the highway

    Sure Im out there

    Standing there like Satan

    The biggest dog on the street

    Hiding in the bottomless pit

    (posted on blogspot)

    Los Muertos

    The corruption of the weak

    Food for the idols

    Death of the voiceless

    Children of the broken man

    Raised up from the ashes

    Tears no longer shed

    Clenched fists rising higher

    Angry cries of the masses

    Defined by complications

    Distorted faces in the windows

    Watching the death parade

    Those who catch the babbles

    Sweet release and escape

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    Hermetic Hippo 68

    (posted on blogspot)

    Making the Most of a Fleeting Moment

    A quick glance that vanishes quickly

    Ancient man forced to believe

    All things must have an explanation

    The owner of the hut, given offense

    Inspired words dictated to disciples

    Ear pressed against the door

    Remember that you are ignorant

    Of a life well lived

    Soul contains reason, passes swiftly

    Without you all is desolate

    Ephemeral joys that too soon evaporate

    Tarnished hopes staked to sadness

    The nature of the episode finds us wanting

    Discursive and disjointed the incidental remark

    Contingent on the enduring and eternal

    He had a lot to say about the unfixed and volatile

    I am sure that your altered position

    Had to do with the brief encounter

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    Hermetic Hippo 69

    (posted on blogspot)

    No Blessing

    There is no blessing in the carnage.

    They do not march fearless death.

    No merry song in their hearts,

    with attached bayonets.

    Farcical glories you construct.

    We see that they are illusion.

    No comfort for the lost.

    Those who are bleeding in the streets,

    Despise your calculated costs.

    Sons, brothers, and lovers,

    Wounded and killed.

    (posted on blogspot)

    Old and Grey

    When eyes dimly flicker like the failing wick

    And the wind howls through your bones

    Like banshees race through the graveyard

    Your cup of tea has grown cold and tasteless

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    Longing for the robe of immortality

    Pulled back by the tugging flesh

    Drawn closer to the fires of the past

    The songbird still sings outside your window

    (posted on blogspot)

    Past the Hog Farm

    Feel its richness in your hands

    Smell the life in its beginnings

    Face down in the dirt

    Breathing in the newness

    No matter how you sweeten

    The sting still festers and swells

    Dipped naked into the blood

    Bones scattered in the wasteland

    Begging to be brought along for the ride

    We worship it most fervently

    Remote from our earthly self

    Crystal clear horizon that beckons

    Pulling us to unknown adventures

    To walk upon the tightrope

    While the people clap and cheer

    As it develops through experience

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    Paid for by the meek and lowly

    Those that will someday inherit

    Marinated in the message

    (posted on blogspot)

    Sally Red Shoes

    The kid who sat next to me at the lunch table

    She was beautiful and unforgiving

    You had to watch what you said to her

    Keep a tight grip on your thinking

    If she knew about my fantasies

    She would tear them from my consciousness

    Ignoring polite social banter

    She had a way of getting right to the point

    Found the weakness in an instant

    Twisting and scraping to make it sorer

    She knows my hunger and impatience

    Restlessness for something else

    Tangible prize that fulfills me

    (posted on blogspot)

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    The Ambassador of Loss

    I have been reassigned

    It happened just this morning

    I am to travel to yet another

    Place I have never heard of before

    I will have to learn all over again

    Their customs and gestures

    Habits in dress and food

    How they wear a fedora

    My orders came by fax

    Apparently they distrust the e-mail

    I leave by next Monday

    So little time to adjust my affairs

    Say goodbye to all the right people

    Ignore those who hang on my every word

    As if I was a prophet or messenger from the gods

    What would they say in such a situation?

    If they were so inclined to speak

    Would they say that time is money?

    That everyone has his orders?

    Maybe, but I think they wouldnt

    They would have more important things to do

    Like managing the market

    Extract the last once of profit

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    Hermetic Hippo 73

    (posted on blogspot)

    Uncommon Sad

    That something too awful to name

    It sits with you on the bus

    Peeking in your shopping bag

    The stupid desperate things you do

    Walks with you down the hallway

    Pathetic little life, swallowed by the moment

    When you failed to react

    Didnt do the right thing

    No witty remark for a comeback

    Wanting the regular kind of sad

    Not the sad story we read in the papers

    (posted on blogspot)

    Victim

    We are in the same boat.

    Little comfort, while sinking.

    Still, the captain repeats the refrain.

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    His words fall, on silent ears.

    No one wants to consider.

    Consequences, sinking deeper.

    Guardians of the darkness.

    Malicious unclear future.

    (posted on blogspot)

    Wanted Death

    Maybe he wanted death

    Tried so hard to find it

    Looked in a pill bottle

    Slit wrists spilling so red

    With practice and over

    Molded details in mind

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Bleakers Repository

    Infected with purpose

    Out of the flesh world

    Into the womb of beginning

    Taking away your crutch

    Forcing your mind

    Upon you like a tiger

    Vengeful with claws

    Knowing both darkness and truth

    Under the impetus of love

    Beyond your pile of sticks

    They do not add up

    To this final purpose

    This calling of all wills

    Aligned with the universe

    Perched at the tip

    Waiting for the falling over

    The flood of unreason

    Bored through with the wind

    Three generations of them

    Still the light pours through

    Upon Bleakers lowly place

    (posted on blogspot)

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    Little gun

    Firm brisk strokes

    As the black birds fly

    North to unknown seasons

    The curse of your smoking gun

    With a skewed perspective

    Slightly off kilter

    The idea of departure

    More real suddenly

    Come prepared for music

    When the fight should be on

    Doing it for pearls

    Deeds of a wicked hand

    One foot forward

    Slowly is the attack

    Apt pupil

    (posted on blogspot)

    Once Again

    Imbued with a moist clarity

    The gift of an avid fan

    The teacher said that there would be days like this

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    Those words of warning are not hollow now

    How could he know the future?

    The body decomposing and neighbors growing

    Suspicious by the minute

    Another day would bring new adventures

    But I have to make it through this one first

    The cops will be knocking down the door

    If I dont get rid of the body

    Remembered colors of death

    I have seen this before

    Maybe in another life

    My Karma coming back

    To haunt me once again

    (posted on blogspot)

    Scorched Seaweed

    The green shadows forget his names

    All those he used

    In different lifetimes

    Now a grizzled old man

    With two pools of alertness

    An ancient foot soldier

    There is nothing outside of him

    Nowhere can he turn for learning

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    He has held the absolute too long

    Tired arms that know no forgiveness

    He was a god with an impossible task

    To set down lines that refused his touch

    Before he entered the wilderness

    The empty wasteland of nothing

    How the winds howl with contempt in his mind

    Especially when he lets his thoughts wander

    Then he remembers

    How the sound of forgiveness feels

    Against the hard edge of steel

    (posted on blogspot)

    Stepping Out of the El Greco

    For Holden

    You did it, once again

    Against the wishes of your masters

    They have steely eyes

    Those sparkle like jaded beaks

    And tongues that betray

    Flapping to eternity

    Into a destiny of morass

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    Turned into silence

    Like the windswept stones

    Born from the exploitation

    A morality and distrust

    You feed them little scraps

    Little turnips of time

    I feel the vultures circling

    Around my back

    Sniffing out the sublime

    Portals of damnation

    Open to the fire breathing

    Digging deep into the bedrock

    Raise high your scavengers

    Being in the world, but not of it

    Yes, this also must pass

    A penumbra of unknowns

    Your star catcher surprise

    But, none were really too surprised

    It all came out as planned

    By a loving god with cracked veins

    Pointing across the ceiling

    Slung across your shoulder

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    Like a boy packing dynamite

    They love you despite yourself

    Blank spaces between the sentences

    You too, Brutus?

    (posted on blogspot)

    Unfolding

    A Love of death that grows into being

    Through layers of smell, treachery

    Scratched out and drilled into

    The shatter of a locked door

    Time wasting on the hands

    Always wasting

    Living on this wounded street

    Running from dooms helping hand

    They give and take away

    Pretending to be god

    Unfolding lie of a morbid wish

    (posted on blogspot)


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