Time has erased all of me
You screamed toward the light in the shadow
I sat near, you kept all of me aware
And we both started to fade in the darkness
Time has erased the life I had with you
I float like a rock over the ocean
You drift like a bird in flight
What still lingers is the sparrow and the goldfish
Time can not erase all of my fears
Your voice sings like a forked path
I stand in the middle of crossroads
And the weather drowns me down with the millionth kiss
And time has erased all of me
Wow, I haven't written a love poem in
such a long time.(2/12/04)
Take and Lead me, I will
follow
Take and lead me
I will follow you
to the sear worshipping
On this spring day
Bring me out into the sunlight
Green freedom to my east and west
In the air, a tinge of freshly mown grass
You lead me down the road we once drove on
I follow as you sabotage my mind
The loss of life once forgotten, now lingers
Softened by the touch of the breeze
Cotton sails on the wind
Clouds slouch in the sky above
Take and lead me
To your temple
Embalmed with artificial flowers
I lie next to the parched ornaments
I know it’s you and the earth that I am between
I follow, walking to the place we once drove over
This is about walking to my father’s grave
Fruit In The Mind
Coal inside of us,
Who hang fruit from trees,
I’d pray to God to pluck them quickly,
And bury their seeds in the dirt
But how can I love myself when
These minds of coal grow?
A frog waits to be kissed
But the princess’ smile is laughable
And her heart is in disguised –
a bruised apple inside.
But how could I care for the world when
The fruit in the mind grow old?
It’s about racism(
Enter for Joy
My body is courteous
With a civil war
Between gray matter
And the smoking of her
Spiked with cudgeling doors
It seems to be tickling at
My cortex.
My body is fainting
with iridescent colors
in my red skull.
Squealing with madness
as though I scream at myself.
With no doorway,
I enter for joy.
It’s about drugs(
Winter
I.
Story of a killing
Blossoms inside of my ears
A million flowers can bloom
As snow flakes fall
They evaporate into
Shiny
Crimson stained lips
Standing here with her
My skin is inverted into ivory
Can’t have any room
For pirouette excitement
After
I awake on this ocean sailing mattress
II.
A fever caused by dreaming
Snow outside of the window glows
Heat echoed by fumes
Inside the room I sit
Later
I will dream about the flowered winter
It’s about a dream, a dream of something perfect
God
If I were God
My hands would ache
From dying angles of angels
Why question the Warble of birth?
Pitiless world strangles new life
Bare my soul upon your night stand
Abuse the world with your eyes
Of I were God… what else, you know?
Today
Sickly and pale in color
My mouth hurts from speaking
I arose late, but early as ever
My luckiness in hell
I walk and trip over nothing
A heart, broken, talks to me
The ignores send signals to them
But they can't tell
I lie in bed, early, thinking
Tomorrow will be the same
I shall not speak or shall I ignore
Another day in hell
Haha… just another day at IAIA
Elephant
I am a blossomed flower
After long dead and rotten
I don’t need no one to please
But one won’t hurt me much
The storms in the morning sunlight
Tell me that I have no one to feel.
Is that right?
Monday becomes July
Enemies come and leave me
Down and restless
I am a wilting flower
In the spring time
I still don’t need nobody to please
Me
A dusty, winding road
Leads me to aging youngsters
And do I feel so old?
Next week becomes June
People want to use my protective
Ivory tusks
Well I once did write a poem called, “Elephant,” but I
lost it. I decided to write a new one. More to me than
anything. (