poetry when i am. not. supposed.

method too. re - mine(d). i shot. coffee in my running veins - kickstart morning. when evening never ends. constant cycles of life unexplained; encountering. places. where broken mends. an upside down healing. when secrets blend. intermixed thoughts replace chattering. words. gravity pulls only galaxies send. two stars colliding. super nova. merge. stopping at first site. coming on command. possessed with a gaze. perfection regained. two names...

a galaxy’s greeting

a galaxy’s greeting it was another new york city bar. turning my head toward a light injection, i didn’t realize life came so far. i didn’t know i needed protection. ethereal ignition and i shook and he sat and i turned and we both looked. to think my glow could be something past. took. i straightened my shoulders. slammed shut a book. i curled my toes and rotated ankles with life slipping smooth. sand in my fingers. undermine soul,...

midnight on my best valentine(‘s)

We're moving blog tribe. Upper West Side. Bet. When life changes rapidly, I've remembered the most wonderful way of recollecting. I'm not even sure if that maks sense. But you know us Artists. These flightly dream-thoughts, and such... Never the less. I helped manifest a living space with a legitimate bedroom and a patio that equivocates to the average square footage of the two midtown studios I have dwelled in over the past 36 months. And I'm...

delineate sentient

delineate sentient He has a floating way of approaching And I lifted from the ground at first sight. A concept of not learning but knowing, Methods to certainty express white light. And he… and I… in this mix of madness Recognized memory, we both became An extended level none can practice. Realization that one can mean the same. Composing symphony awakenings, Trembling within arrival’s essence – To understand giving without taking....

three times. lucky.

Three times. Lucky. Number one was nothing. Had his design Represented a single merit of Worship, today would be an anniversary. Like learning reality of above. The second one was a complete write-off. Five foot nothing. Hand raising. Mouth running. Fool. I tried to speak and could only cough. You fucking. Sick. Bitch. I hope you soon. Dye And color the ways one and two don’t count. Should anyone ask me, I will say. Three.
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