pure energy

dehydration

you just keep trying to get free from the minute love.
just a moment, free from the moment of.

moment of...
here it is again swallowing among the ghost where you're hiding.

you broke down my fuse box.
you wore out my last heart.
wore out heart...
you told me what we needed was more to lose.

iiiiii iiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

it's time to head for the desert.
till you find your moment, just a moment.

this time...
and what if it feels right this time. this time.

you broke down my fuse box
you wore out my last heart
broke down the fuse box...
you told me what we needed was more to lose.

iiiiii iiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

mercury

renaissance

her deep cryogenic sleep

she left the orchid fields on sunday.
september. 10:30pm.
there was this blackout and then this dislocated dimension of dark eyes surrounded the platform.
the strum of the praying mantis was weaving a yellow focus.
strumming and strumming.
off in the distance the brakelines corroded and snapped on the 10:34pm to nova scotia. turned from a local to an express.
the mantis strummed. the platform was rising under the express turbulence.
a golden chalice in her knapsack was hiding under dirty linen.
hiding under dirty lip gloss.
she needs to get on a train away from the orchid fields.
away from the mantis strumming.
she turned hoping for the next train.
and the mantis strummed...

just one of those things

slainte

in the storefront window.
so many spokes.
so many chainrings.
so many kickstands
so much metal.
so much lemonade to sell.
so much to pedal.

sigh...

citrus handlebars cruise on gravel.
9 years of miles.
adventures.
chores.
flats.
tulips.
climbs.

rains...

rusting here in county mayo.
abandoned.
rusting.
stained.
orange.
brown.
coroding.

sublime...

hara

september 18

in central park sunset,
in central summers end.
the forecast...
chuppah undertow.
to breathe in those smiles.
high voltage colors and shapes.

through temple you found your surface.
watched all those satellites fall out of flight.

through opening, you found your union.
watched all those 꿈 become so clear.

soju flavored tears.
swelling in kireogi flow.
in central park sunset,
in central summers end.
this is where you began...

reentry

flight pattern

the countdowns ending sometime...
all those satellite eyes are floating from orbit.
saint kilimanjaro has begun to cry.
that mighty levy won't hold this tide.
this time feels so different. not like last time.

what did they do with the maps?


to be continued....

rescue mission

electromagnetic meltdown

what did you do this time?
what happened to all the sky?
that sunday night you breathed i felt you so near.
when that thunder rained i was on your stairs.
bleeding pieces.
soaking wet.

please call the nurse i need her help.

providence

you left the colors needing.
wanting.
watching me needing.
i'm wanting you.
wanting you singing on the wall of vines outside of my big window.

tiles

lantern

and i can't find a way
can't find a light... to make you see

school bell

sunday you leave me.
always on sunday.
always you leave me.
alone....... alone
belly gone cold.
i don't want to think about you.
i don't want to think about you alone.

intermission

and this breeze shines,
shines through the wonder wheel.
and turns and turns and turns and turns
through the escape pod
we're grounded

snowshine

grabbed my bike and closed the door.
trashed the helmet and hoped for more.
and a mile away i felt the alaskan snow
felt the californian sun