From the beginning the poems began. All good things lay there. Yet no one wants to go home. To what end? We all return to the master. But my problem is His mercy Because my life breathes in The in-between. The flavor between the drink The silence when my heart’s not beating The tingle between… Continue reading Living In-Between
I saw it in my dream or future. When I will put my gods to sleep. Now's not the time. It's too soon. Or way too late. Now They numb, gnawing my nerves stinging like pleasures. They stroke, scraping their nails, across my surfaces. They kiss, biting icy dry lips underneath my glosses. I feel… Continue reading When the Time Comes
Wanting or wandering freedom That doesn’t ever exist Where love is Is always a sovereign A rule maker Authority lover Who keeps and reveals the right Searching for freedom Thrills for the light And still There is sameness to see Under ocean Deep blackness Above sky bleak pressure At the bar Drink alcohol All drowning… Continue reading why?
You told me the trick. It was too good to be true. I told you, forget it. I couldn’t suspend disbelief. Because it didn’t make sense to my senses, my sight and my touch and my guilt and my shame. He said, Hocus Pocus. And then, it was so. I thought it illusion. Too good… Continue reading Delinquent Magic
One from one, bone of bone Flesh to flesh, soul by soul Two left, walking breathing hiding flesh and soul and mind divide Eating talking loving dying Parts and holes, deep and wide Two grew, rooted twisted sideways Not his soulmate, random bride Two by two, years and trial Lust for beauty, own your lie… Continue reading Another Adam