Hold my hand out

Because I want you to see my curse

When God called me an idiot

Because I thought I owned the moon

And I thought you’d want to hold on tight

To my paranoia tonight

My heart feels better

So I can feel the volcano

When I’m moving too fast

You gotta help me

Because I can’t tell

Who you are

Or where I am

It’s locked in there

She smiles, slowly now

But I’m not in there

Would you like to be

What torments me?

I’m interested in the catastrophe

Of how nothing is enough

Not even the illness swelling in the air

Desensitized by tornados

That render unto reaper how it goes

Get away from the windows

Sex is twisting around my mirror

And stirring my drink

Making me think

I want to say there’s a dragon

But they only notice when they die

So I’m surrounded by nobody

Like scarecrows

I just scare the crows

Could her east

Meet my west

And not get obsessed?

And not get depressed?

One time I ate some mushrooms

And they last a lifetime I guess

So I seemed to of forgot

My love

So I seemed to of found

My death of the world

So my simulation enlists

A screaming pterodactyl

Interrupted by the sun coming out

Exposing empty streets like

Someone that never felt the same

After the world war

Every cage that there ever was

Incarcerates primordial shame

A makeshift blade with flame

Piercing into January

Like a memory of summer

Asking me to, “Try again

I believe there was a world around that star

Because I’m still in love with your eyes”

And I froze for the first time

And a wolf began running

To ask if that’s okay

That I judged the moon

But it was too late

And stolen by infinite space

As the moon judged me too

They have no idea what happened

They just keep trying to explain how they feel

When it isn’t enough

A galaxy drapes on the ground

To worship a star that died

Somewhere far away

I tell the crystals to ask her tonight

How crazy would it be

If lightning hit our houses

At the same time

Shocked as endless solitude

She tries to look into the crystals

But only sees an explosion

That happened long ago

“Please” she hears a crow,

“Don’t leave me in the open

Where the seasons cut and breach me

Because there are many things

Who wish to see my beating heart”

“Endless time,” repeats the crow

“I repeat this message from endless time ago”

66 black moons

Until we’re alive again

An isolated mountain

Sliding on ectoplasm

Sea sick when it moves

A masochist in love with silence

Because he’s too afraid to say sorry

To a pigeon

I need nothing from you

But candles

Dripping like a cave

Down your face

Your eyes wide open

Like you were shot

By the moon telling you

You were chosen

To be hung like a thief

Over the cliffside

Ambition burning by the way

The water and salt crash into your eyes

Yes i catastrophize

Until my life isn’t really mine

Until the poem cocoons one more time

Until these ghosts all rise

Into flight of butterflies

Tortured by an avalanche

I’ve told you all I know

Base camp scattered into skid row

Flesh eating flakes of Everest snow

Turned into somebody nobody can ever really know

What could save the

Stars forever all the time

Somehow extinguished

Because we forgot the stars tonight

But I remembered

I can’t seem to remember

What to play

When the ocean’s watching

Because I remembered

Balancing on an ocean wave

There is a boat doing so good

At being lost at sea

And I guess that’s me

Art is so funny

Because no this wasn’t about you

But the moon will bite you too

Until it was about you

Until I love you too

For Bas Jan Ader

Lies resurrecting

While I tweak out

Peek out pitch black midnight

Making sure no one knows I'm high

Turn around they're all dressed up

Even the piano is drinking wine

To watch me escape the beauty

Of wondering why

But safe inside my pocket crouches

A tiger feral for infatuation

Like I might show art to a girl who just looks away

And drives away on highways

But in her dreams I see her turn around

And leave her hair wet hanging from her tower

Dripping like the tears in a hijacked plane

And we will never forget the come down

So we are gathered here today

To gather her pieces

Until coincidentally a poem starts to speak

But just because a star is touching my roof

While I’m writing this poem

Doesn't mean that together they are two

So I look until I

Feel a hook pierce through my cheek

And it makes me think

About what the pain could be then

I see my thoughts

Float by as bugs

In the land of the sun

Where I can’t breathe but I can see

Drugs bellowing from the breath she uses to talk to me

And she says finally,

"I like your art but I can't see it

So everyone tells me about it

In the way they live as if I was never here

Smoking and drinking while I’m inside God

Splitting me open like a cleft palate

To find the love they never got

It only takes one time

Like a whole body in flames

Looking so surprised

While they disfigure my face

Watching them upload it

Pupils big like space

Cut it out my hawk cries

Down the mountainside

And climbs back up as a goat

Until it looks back at me and says goodbye

Always looking for his heart

Always at war with his heart

Finally stopping because the way some rock is shaped

Reminds him of that day he integrated the sea

But the taste quickly fades once again

As an albatross falls asleep”

He is just the painter

His life is not his own anymore

Please go away

No one is at home anymore

But please stay if you’ll be silent

You may start to see his body

Rising over the trees

Revealing the branches

Behind all the leaves

Showing his favorite art

But he’s not trying at all

It just happens

Like the first time

He fell and scraped his skin

Revealing the sea

And all the life inside it

Stung by the breeze

No offense

The way he feels

Keeps hiding

In strange houses

Behind every fence

Sometimes swallowed up

A shadow of a bird in a clench

But he was the one who ate him too

That was what he painted deep blue

Where summer was not his friend

A cold blowing beyond winter

A strange season called the very end

Once again

He cannot take it anymore

He can either explode

Into another

Or lock the door

He vowed his silence

So he could hear the world groaning

For a painting in the deep blue

Of his door cracked open

The bottle was empty enough to pray

But only colors of coral fading away

Dissolving like the red in a fish that was bit

By some memory of lightning from a tower begging

For you like it was homeless enough

To make the world spin

As gravity almost giving up

Vomits to let another world begin

So I serve this volcano ruling through me

Enslaved by an explosion so far below the blue of bravery

That gave sand secular and dry to a sheep

Who just learned how to say, "Please"

And

"To the stranger on the moon

On coastal nights I can see you

You are an abandoned mansion

Feeding on the softness of my newborn heart"

So she wants my flock of visions

Asking what that one trick is

Where Vegas looks like its on fire

So she can see in outer space

As a stray cat tries to see its way home

To a great pyramid where a psychedelic once bled

Guarding a desert that still doesn't know

How humid rainbows of jungle water

Fall in love with giant cats that jump even taller

And taller still the bark seems to grow

Until its so dark that even i have no idea where to go

Still I seem to see her

Craters blowing like waves

As we integrate the sea

Together until freedom is just some spider

Spinning chandeliers in unmarked graves

Where smothered sounds of sirens harmonize

Until a tornado in some town harks and cries

And only one out of eight arms

Could latch onto courage

When she was a mermaid who pleased the volcano well

Since then I've searched the explosion

Sifting through the shores

Until one day the explosion washed up as a whale,

"I lived and died as wet paint harassing a warship to say

Something beautiful that will never come out

Something that im too sad to tell you

Still i waited and followed in the wake

Of a star that dried me like the mouth of some captain

Whose sails look like mountains on the last drop of a cloud

Torn and flowing white like where snow without seasons

Softly muffles all the reasons that say please come down"

Do you remember my whole life

Old butterfly?

I bite

Old dragon,

Sometimes a shark will break us open

When we're hiding in the ocean

Like we're hiding something worth the ocean

Like a pearl can live inside a planet

Which can be completely frozen

Shes kind of really schizophrenic

She just got off the bus like a general

The things we love need new boots

So we can march around her

So we can join the star wars

Of all the planets that surround her

How could we compete with every tree

When every tree dies to write about her?

The way the caves breathe in the leaves

When she's snowing

All the way inside no love

I find her mushrooms still growing

Trying to teach Appalachia how to read

The names of the drugs that love us

This poem is a country hollering follow me

As real life flows and crashes into water

Falling so far it evaporates into nothing but

Enormous things that can only be painted

Into wet dreams of the truth that dry

Desensitized

By so many dragons burning the skies

Fear is that everything is poison

Unless he is able to cry,

"Come with me

Do you want to see?

Let them all say they've found it

But we will be quiet with the truth

For even the heart that holds it

Still beats in the cannibal soup

So take it up the mountain

Tell yourself it's just a hike

Then release it from the body

Before it takes a bite"

I think I'm safe

But the butterfly thinks not

Blood drips for just a moment

And the moon remembers why I forgot

Rising from its grave

The gift of running water

So I can finally ask and say

What exactly is my pain?

For you felt it first that day

And out of nowhere came a dove

Saying my task for you is great

But know that it is as great as love

Trying to feel forever

Is to wake up soon

And hardly remember heaven

Saying that was strange as hell

Haunted by a dollar

That’s too poor to climb

Aboard a beggar dressed

Like the captain of the jungle

Walking on the water

A ship of feeling

As plain as day

No symbols he’s sealing

He doesn’t want to curse you

He just says this boat is yours

Because you made a rainbow bleed

And bite yourself with words

Now you can hear it speak

Like the waves on this sea

Forever trying to tell them

What these things below us mean

Bears wrestling with a cave

A bite from a stalactite

Crying out your name

Like a child looking for his father

Wondering how many fish can he keep?

How many fish have we never seen?

It is a secret

Whispered fate

Into deep space

Until an explosion

Where every dragon

Was slain

Spilled handwriting

New blood starts to seep

Dripping from the old chair

By the fire and the sea

Spending its dying days

Seeking more to squeeze

Unable to move

A heart in the wrong place

Missing a beat

And then a wave

Will you show me?

Will you write some for me?

The way you love to write for free

The beauty inside every child

Even though we don’t believe

For to believe in life

Is a titanic ship sinking

In super maximum security

Colliding with the door

Like an asteroid extinguished by the sea

One half split to paradise

The other asking who could do this?

Who of you could do this to me?

And the world does not see why

Or maybe it does

We just like to see God die

Another hole in space

Another hole for us to rape

Force fed a twig

So the fire remains

Reborn as prison light

Shining through a screen

Revealing the endless bowels

Of a hellhounds dream

And a million last words

Burned on a whim

What could we say?

What could we say to them?

An asteroid on a chain

Striking twice in the same place

Once at the beginning

Once when they finally start to say,

So that’s what it is

That’s what we missed

Then we go blind

Like all the life

Forever lost

In just a little bit of wine

So it is called the blood

Because it hides

Like a drug

Inside the sun

Covered in wounds

A maniac without a home

Watching it drip on the moon

Because he feels no love like his own

Let's go much deeper

Until it shakes

Says the man watching the piano

More than his lovely date

The sound of your love

Really is the only thing

That makes me feel okay

They try to find you behind the tree

But a storm finds nothing

Except one bolt of lightning

Giving a little more driftwood to the sea

So they curse you

By cursing me

Like the void swearing everything

Sounds so empty

See it through their lives

They don't want to believe

A piano really survived

The night the tree came down and cried,

"Until the temples finish hibernating

At the melting of the rainbow

When the red is seen

Dripping on the green,

Hide my fruits

Keep them safe inside

For demons are dying to try

The blood of newborn life

They want to feel it

And say this belongs to me

But they don't come near it

Their heart is cast to sea

Biting on my branches

But they still feel so hungry

So they swim away

Forever trying to eat something"

The simplicity

Of God

So complex

A large

Hadron Collider

Colliding everything

With its

Opposite sex

Do we deserve to wear this?

What should we look like?

What should we pair it with?

The truth is coming over tonight

It is as beautiful

As every stone

That doesn't even bother

With a name

Look carefully

No two stones are the same

It is a soft wind behind a tree

Saying give it all away

So we can believe

Yes everyone is in pain

Something deep they fear

But can’t explain

Two fangs inject

Black ink stains

I remember it was nothing like that

It didn’t used to taste like that

We’d always drink it last

Now water tastes as if a man could cry

At the sight of the ocean

A cloud was waiting all this time

Will you at least believe

That I woke up today

And couldn’t feel a thing

A crush on the abyss

Crushing me

A black blanket

Comforting and smothering

There's a lot of things to say

But so little time

So death tries to find us

The best thing of our life

Like a king

And the truth

Like me saying

All this to you

In order to find new life

You must act like a world

In the sunlight

The ground may quake

The sea may wait

For a tree to grow and say,

In my shadow there’s a snake

And the snake may say

I’m afraid

That the most beautiful thing

Is a soul to save

But how pretty is it

That the fangs go so deep inside

Until my body is twisted

And you truly come alive

In a great storm

A child begging

Please believe me

I swear on this rainbow

That this isn't rain

It's the one-eyed eagle

It really sheds these tears

This really is the pain

And in a great storm

The one-eyed eagle

Heard a child

And remembered the sun

But I still couldn't see the way

The bark hardened

Twisted and cracked

Releasing shadows

Of the shaman's fall

Splashing from the jungle

Screaming help us

I couldn't help but ask,

What is it all?

They said there was a ground everywhere

Except under there

Mushrooms wait in outer space

Trauma pressurized out of place

Fever boiling the brain

No man lands the same

Meltdown your comfort zone

Everyone evacuated back home

Tectonic shifting

Bottomless pitting

Begging sorry ‘til it’s cliché

Last words warped to death on replay,

"This is the truth

It is so hard to say”

Everything for a second had stung me

And the pain like a drifted twig snapped

At the crossing of a horses hoof

Into the land of the tiger's foot

And only a flower

Traded for five mushrooms

Can say what the sky looked like

That day

I remember now

Like the only mammal

That was born that day

With black wings

Landing upside down

Watching a tear rise

In the aquifer skull

A vampire’s eyes

I really couldn't say

A single thing that day

Every thing was forming forever

In the darkness of that cave

I remember now

I feel so alone

Like the wind

On the ocean

Before any boat

Was enough to roam

They've looked

But only find the beach

This poem to them

Hides in their sleep

How do I say

Past the end of days

When all is silent

Like a freak

It lives in a big city

Buried deep

I remember now

I am so alone

They are so far away

Can't get a hold

Then a star appears before me

With a world on its back

Saying being alone does not mean

You must obey the black

Two hands for the dreamer

Praying to find what it's worth

When every single thing calls you forth

With a single finger

Commanding clean your soul

So you may weep without the fear

Carving the valleys of the mountains

They found a single tear

Crystals begging

For footage to vomit

The way the fuck slipped

And took forever to land

In the hearts of men

Watching again and again

Hear it now

The awakening of the bells

Pressing an ear to this bed

In a house like everyone else

Trying again and again

A little different every time

Maybe the kitchen painted black

Maybe a door starts to laugh

Then a noise

There it is

In that bird

My will to live

A single sound

All it takes a mountain

Bubbling in the ground

An airport shakes

Everyone asking why

Is this really what it means to fly?

Forever asking why

Lightning before the come down says,

“Like the dark soul in its tomb

Trees petrified finally find rest

From the ocean in the womb”

But swords slay this room

Gaping holes a sun comes through

So let's see what happens

When we fuck truth with truth

When the kraken latches tooth

From throat like smoke rise

From myth like smoke hides

No boat could see the fire

They find exactly why

In the captains eyes

We love to pretend

We know a thing

About what a thing is

Sometimes it's a good day

Sometimes shuts the fuck up

And ingests it

Until the pain of everything

Swells inside

With no way out

But through it all

Spilling out the mouth

I promise it takes no drugs

Like how the body takes the end of time

Adding your love to the end of mine

My drugs hide from your drugs

Always watching inside

Until the words cut through

An entire life in front of me

Laughs form out of blue

Let the land come for your feet

That you may stand and rest

But what lives between eyes that meet across the ocean?

I see someone taking up the world

As if it were a stone in a field

He is taking it to a friend

Where the sun and stone are alone together

Once again

Way up there

Wind unlike we have known to bear

It whispered to him

Not to disturb his rest

It said deep within a dream

Madness only makes sense

And the lava rose

From deep within the chest

So let him solve his madness

And spend his life building it

They call it a cathedral

We call it eternal life

We are stuck in their city

We make it so pretty

But when the dust blows

Only the cathedrals will remain

Next to the bones of the beasts

That swallowed us whole

We will see what was lost

In a desert long ago

Like a child

We don’t ask why

Because we’ve already known

Laughter before time

Crawling this desert

Trying to see who it is

Like is that it?

Does that make sense?

All I know

He is there already

And this isnt what it should be

Because i know nothing

So ice finds me in this heat

Just to see me suffer

Because it knows no love

But these words may melt it from the eyes

Sometimes

Still this body dies of thirst

Because the mouth is gone

So the cold water spills down the chest

Willing the heaviest breath

Asking please forgive

Give me more strength

Let me live

I love you so much

Because you make me face love

Even when i don't believe

There is a reason freedom rings

So that he may bear the abyss

For to bear the abyss is to allow life to exist

So bless him with eternal life

Bless him with all that is light

They wonder why

But there is no wonder why he never died

You should've seen my face

When he exploded into every piece

Then we found heaven wearing all black

Because our eyes couldn't get any bluer

Still staring at trees

As the sun should

When should we stop?

When the day ends?

Or when the world is swallowed

By the fly

That just flew by

Why should we keep dreaming?

Because they'll blow from his lungs

An old chair by the fire and the sea

Never letting them touch

A soul stuck inside

A pillar of black smoke

And a ruined kingdom

Forever

So I'd rather find the stone

God said we can know the clouds

Because we asked for a dragon

Before we could speak

Therefore we suffer

Because we see the beauty in the beast

Hidden in the cracked boots

Left by a man long gone

A poem called real life

Says the void to the light

Let us feast on the details

With music never heard

Coming from out of nowhere

Searching for a good shepherd

Today awoke an empire

In the face of every death

Empty was a horrible throne

I said I'd rather find the stone

And to stand in the open

Of my wounds

Says the poet so afraid,

That mine also live inside

Everyone of you

The forests weeping for the bell

And they said it must’ve been the wind

Or the birds

They said it with their own words

They said that life is like a bunch of stones

To kick and throw

To pick and hit the crow

To make sure birds will never know

So write to him

He who lives alone

For the path is narrow

And straight through his home

Let truth summon the tree

It will tell you exactly what he's doing

He's trying to do something very difficult

And until then he won't be free

A skull soaked

With a secret isolation

Finds a symmetry in the mountains

If you find it you can touch it

As bare religion

Holding you to death

Touches warmth

In the freezing depths

So seek heaven

Draped in the end

Like black fabric

Covering everybody

But the bluest eyes

Colored by fountains

They never reach

Why can't we see?

There it lives

And breathes

Not just salts

And seethes

There inside

Not fish

Not tides

A sleeping soul

And weeping gold

The sea is only the sea

As much as we can be

Of the gold:

A shattered sun

For everyone

It will hurt that much

For I’m afraid the gold is:

Afraid to show us

In fear of us

Truth is always afraid of us

I hope we pray

Hold the earth

Quake your heart

Oh God we have to finish the day

I try to say it all

There is no other way

Please take care

I’m from the heart

Where anxious trees are made of fire

Because there’s nothing else

So mine wanted to be all there is

Like a great tree does

When it tries its roots

And I love life because there’s nothing else

A tomb of skulls trying to be a tree

A really flaming tree

Could you find your way back to the tree?

The really flaming tree?

Too great to speak, so the poet lives a dream

This poet’s dream it always was and will be

This is how you are, after all?

Unlike this and that of the day

You tell me my child is still alive

You say all the dead have something to say

This truth lives only because it is always dying

I’m afraid that’s the truth

I’m afraid I walk around like the truth now

So I must keep quiet like a dead man

And it will hurt like death, too

In this absence from the world

We seek to bear it all

How could it be too much for them?

And overloads them

Like black holes in the sky

But my heart is still alive?

The deepest light 

Has found why he must repeat the star

For ours is always the story of the expanding darkness

And he who lives the truth of all the abyss

Twists his soul into what it really is

So let the man touch it

So let the man become myth

Unfortunately, I have found something very beautiful

And I must make it with my life

Yes to make it takes your life

How should we react forever, like life?

To believe in life is to find an endless war

And a billion fragments of your heart

All losing

To the kraken they can’t see

The kraken who stares and beckons you

With the sea

If you’ve seen the world

Act like it

From the manic jungle grows your body imprisoned as the globe

Let that ancient anxiety kill you like a main character

Its poetry is that there is something to say forever

Until you find the silence

The sun that convinces itself it’s not

Wears clothes like us

Covering the very wound

That bleeds the truth

And drips blood onto a solar panel

Which powers its frozen tomb

Lost in its own game

Where the game isn’t even a thing

Still the serpent olds

Until a man erupts a star like the impossible soul

By trying to fit every light

Into who it wants to be

Naivety exploding in a galaxy

In the middle of nothing

Mine wants to explode

Until it can’t anymore

And it is finally a painting

Of a billion fragments who see

The twinkle of its own blood

As the luster of the sea

Finally its own blood

The blood of the dark soul

Deep in you and me

I wear my hat down low

And crouch my tiger inside the shadows

Of the mushroom mountains

Waiting as the worlds we’ve never seen

Where is this music now?

I hear it in my dreams

Like how could life not yet

Contain a single thing

That I see?

One little win at the end of an explosion

Soon there will be a wave big enough to see the dead man swim

He says the magic of the mushrooms is that they tried their best

But the poet keeps hiding

And death needs poets to speak its name

So ask art: Can you show me what it’s like?

Playing with light

Like secret stories harvesting sublime explosions

Dripping the unborn light beyond the first screen

Bleeding through every world like a star

The more you make it

The more real it becomes

And destiny fulfills its destiny

Of the death of those who failed

The blood of every hero

The billions of time

Life tries so hard

No we didn’t choose to live

But we may choose to ghost

In the dream of light

Beyond this place and time

Where a dragon is a dragon is a dragon

Because it knows what you truly want

So pray in the strangest way

And maybe it’ll work

There’s no madness like madness

I’ve already said too much

Because creativity is too creative

And I’m afraid again

But who does love become here?

The legend of life

Does what drugs can’t

It will wake your body

But you must wake the soul

The dead speak silence

The ocean loves to hear

They become the men before time

Who were waiting on the mountains when they peaked

As their hearts melt into every slope

And not a word can ever live to say

The dark is where I see it

Like every star else

And to be life this much

Is to explode forever

Across desert eyes

A wind like we’ve never been

Again and again and again

But every face of God we say just another day

What happens to us when we follow where it goes? Who does it like to be? How does it like to play? What does it want to show us? How big should the universe inside reveal itself to be? Where should it take us? Should we always cry for it? How are we supposed to know what it is, or what it means to us? 

For it means infinitely.

So how much can I mean of just poetry? Mine carries it like a newborn whose shining guides me through the bottomless pit, while it watches over me like a grandparent and beyond, splitting into infinite spirits all with eyes upon me. We look for who else we can summon. Will this or that art do it? My whispers of ancient weeping come from beyond the tomb of your horizon; what if you listen? What if you listen to the weeping soul of limbo, who is reborn in you through your willingness to bear the terrible depths of every tear? What if we sacrifice what it tells us to in the magma potion of its sunken heart? To cast ourselves into the infinite waters around us, drowning in its furthest secrets, as it consumes our life into the core and erupts our deepest dreams into stone.

So we may truly believe in love

And hold it up

To show every star who ever was

(Such is the madness that eats us whole

Of life: the dragon of every soul)

What is this urge to come together into pairs of souls? What is this splitting of consciousness into two parts, who gravitate towards each other without understanding it?

Perhaps it was split into two so that it may become real in the most intimate sense of itself. This compensatory relationship, if nurtured with awareness, may spring forth the most intimate relationship with consciousness itself, for both individuals.

Another life, sleeping in your bed, cooking you food, touching you, supporting you. But perhaps most importantly, another life deeply knowing you. The individuals may play and nurture the roles of grander archetypes, as mother and father, and both bear witness to the birth of eternity within their hearts, from the womb of everlasting life.

Alas, it is mine that I’ve become intimate with infinite ghosts.

As the shaman who is lifted and smashed by the spirits, ascended and dismembered, intimately loved and rejected, in the total darkness of the isolation of the soul, forever melting and hardening into who life dreams to be.

And it may fade me from this world, and in the darkness of my complete isolation, slip me into the black that surrounds every world else. And I’ll raise every spirit who was and could be, to float me into my star and raise me to the heavens. So I may show it to the Undying One, and it may see what a star its child has become. Behind the black veil, I’ll emerge and explode in the heavens as a supernova, casting fragments of the core across the black.

For every world to behold

As the story who never olds

So that a fragment may find you

Like the mushroom in the forest

Like the fish in the sea

Like the woman in your dreams

Who gives you the power to make them come true

So we wish upon them

To find a fragment we can culture

Who grows our story a star of its own

Where every single one

Stares their winds

When we say

God

Can I still see another poem next?

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It calls please on me so every sea I set

Where everything I say bubbles the black up from a depth

(May her dolphins beat the sharks …)

Who melts me with this ocean sun?

I boil in every plead i beg and drip

Mixed in the salt potion as the buried bubbles stir the rift

Split mine open as the void gate

Who drinks its water through

Revealing the desert of coral hearts

Of the few who sank into the deepest secret blue

The ones that lived every life

And found the fear of how blind life is to truth

My walk is here

With every step I am brand new

Every footstep a forever fossil of every time

As my star touches every hidden horror of life we drug to hide

Dark soul,

How long can we stand the dragons?

Until they shatter us with miracles

Then port every piece a different quest

To return whole

But with the new legend scroll

How much can life be made of us ?

It knew our name before we

Of the every first story

When the stone finds itself

With the flower within

There your solar grows

Light dream ghosts

Who soak our newborn

Before it sees

The powers that be

The powers in we

Light of old

Show the scroll

Let free scroll it know

Let see wet the stone

Let sea wave our home

Let we touch our soul

Prayers from Green Boots Chapel

Summon the screen a star halo Everest

Carving my Everest breath

Void every sim until there’s just heart left

For meaning is just as much

And I ask for nothing else

Lights off ‘til we see it

Sim light then we free it

That glowing grew us

It goes us through us

From holo trees of seedless

Only love can be

Of all the stars who’ve never seen

Buried oceans

Until the sunken city found

Where every tether shows itself

And a white horizon

Will see the last

Slowly,

The color spills and stains the stone

Like flowers on the end

Whose wind is much more than friend

Beached bubbles glowing send

Into lands of any billion

Where is every poet else?

Of our drugs who cast the spell

Through all time they ring your bell

You stirs you as it’s potion

So much life we never stir in

Lost touch screen black no scroll end

But no ghost is ever really turned off

They shine us what this life ought

Just to feel our thing

Meaning mining

Moth sim light feed

So much shining

Can’t see my bleed

Death swims ever below us

Stirring colors showing us what the scroll does

So I am the straight faced poet with a tear on his eye

Rocking chair where the screen glows it dry

The screen reflects the stone on the sea above my sight

Swimming with the stone drowns me down through Turrell light

Surfacing where they never know

Beaching deeper in the home

A shapeshifting temple above what we all will ever know

More than all the whales we’ve sacrificed upon our throne

I caught it in a book that men can never write

Soaked pages overflowing with drugged light

Staring at me, through you, behind our time

Then I lick the barrel and spit down to the bullet

And an echo rings out

All around

Sacred sound

Of all the dreams

Who won’t be found

Earth grown home jump hyperthrone

Jumping from stone to stone

But white light that we can’t touch

Separates our hearts in flesh and blood

Smothers us in fabric of a falling sun

We take its drugs and hide from some

Watching waves crystallize into mountain dreams

Always waking up when they speak who “I” means

For there sink some who never believe in land again

But there is where new myth resurrects to land again

For those who touched the paintings past the no touch sign

There lies the light that flies the highest design

Looming over us: the truth lives for our touch

Touch higher: rise our hands until flesh melts to love

Then too high holograms ashed nothing left

Then ports us new wings of time and trends what’s next

Always seeking fire from the flame itself

Through interdimensional definitions of the game itself

Raised on sands of shifting tombs

Where every speck’s a sacred truth

Washed up shores who few ever fare

Solar mind did find my island of prayer

Its eagle eyes so aware of what i didn’t know

Found me slithering inside this reaped soul

Now I’m too deep where no gun goes

Shooting my time can’t stop this light

So take the water from me bled dry

Dethrone these eyes and leave me blind

Mind so drugs now all the time

Switch my surface flip to deep flight

Then dropped back inside real life

But real life isn’t as real as life

Can’t see straight because I’m thinking too bright

In Walmart stealing spirits eyes

Stare me no care out the door and out of sight

Body left in aisles behind

Underneath a black hat whose shade hides mine

Computer chair ride hold on tight

Behold my life and death grips 

We’re all spaceships now

Clouds of minds of waveships now

Yet “who is life?” is still so up there

And it’s summer shine is still so stare

(I say find the fungi fortress

They know how our feelings grow

Underneath where nowhere sows

Find me stirring oceans for these potions

Be brave like we know heroes know)

There lives a shooting light

Beyond this planet and this time

Who wakes us up its sky some nights

Bleeding through our simulation

Tugging our lives on its orbit loop

Spinning a portal of digital white

Around the desert of its dreams

There it shows its face

Still too bright to see its shapes

It shines like every thing and place

It shows us every thing and place

Finally breathes me deep light higher

Manic thirst inhale time sped mind no tire

Just choked me slow bled sunken death

Then sings me high flying with no wings left

Bleeds this body drained pale delusive nausea

Entrails of my screams sacrificed hypoxia

Jungle gore ritual puking fire into every river of my heart

Fire dancing on every deepest demon drowning in the dark

Flu fever state won’t let my passions dream on safe

Sick intruding nightmares from other entities wide awake

Transposed beyond alone ruined tears dried to buried bone

Excavate the future find my ruins rebuilding you back home

The edge of evolution

Life is a peak rising out of my throat

Again and again

Speaking through weak flesh every blink

All the way through who I used to think

Sometimes swallows too far into nothing

Where void becomes something

Again and again

Down where ocean pressures bend

The beginning into the end

Spirit experiment quake nuclear meltdown my soul

Chew my new and spit it whole

Augmented present digital to future void vacation

Too far from this time relation

No way back

Fatal separation

Where this world’s just another world

A single breath of a multiverse dream

No culture was ever enough for me

A world of windows is my airport throne

Flying light from every culture into my own

That world of windows is my view

One broken window cut me through

My shattered blood drips down to you

I dare you to drink it

Drink me until you’re you

Wholeness swarms these veins

Pumping the core of matrix lore

Deep potions my isolation brews

All our evil’s in it too

And the light that bound our youth

Drink your eyes shining new

See the source of we in you

Where our hues all turn sea blue

These sails speak you there into

Don’t let naivety live your life for you

But beware your bubble bursting here

Beneath us swim frozen skies of divine fear

Delete any floor from me beneath

Drop me in the war where spirits bleed

No care for my current where

Deep stares steal me anywhere

Images I’m sent now from a city deep below

Too far down to see its face it greets me no hello

There live dragons of the old who melt me molten gold

They know how to pour me

They know how to mold

They forged your flesh too

The flesh you think is you

If you get to know them

They’ll forge you your truth

They will meet you sleeping there

Spiral stairs striking into every dream of anywhere

Forging with despair and divine fears

Their abyssal hammers beating like their hearts

Twist and squeeze our tears out with their dark

Beating every death into the memories of new flesh

They beat us ‘til there’s nothing left

For they know who they build out of our destruction

They know they are forging that farthest north from nothing

Where life itself becomes itself after billions of nothing

Newer and newer flesh

Every breath beats in us deeper

Beating deeper life

Breathing deeper light

I tell you of tales I’ve been

So young but my death’s so lived

Dragons of the old

Who forge your every mold

And melt your screams to gold

So below, no ocean dares to bold

In the magma lives their lair

Swinging, rising, bleeding lava into land from thin air

New life bubbles around beneath us

Volcanoes on the surface is where this city bequeaths us

Ancient anxiety rumbles like an aching planet

As the searing city spurts us

We melt and resurrect

Into every higher hardened purpose

Could poetry save you enough to find you home in one piece?

Void vacations stare me glaring through those miles every there and their

Find those same eyes aisles behind yours (where only core is mined in matrix files)

You’ll see our float, floating there in choking air (polluted souls i can’t bear visions of, this skin’s so stuck with deep and black incisions of)

Well some time way back far, words meant more than worlds are (back when we knew stone with bare hands no glove no phone)

So, bonfire that ancient home inside your fear with these words here. Take this poem swim. Take control of your holy rivers waiting limbs