Wednesday, December 10, 2014

my hours twist and turn from crimson to dusty merlot.
My touch is reddening,
and until I received it, my entirety was fresh.
But unfluttering,
unrefined and defined.
There is nothing too small,
but my tenderness paints it large on a background of gold,
and I prize it, not knowing whose soul at the sight,
may unfold.


Closely reveal your finalized lifeforms
in progressive half-time.
Consistent regression 
tarnish feather braids. 
Moving towards blackest experience of night.
Fires felt and towards your trial-fate;
tropical seas. 
North from the eyelids of your ethics-dreams!
to your lightest eyes.
The point-- to feel the deepest Father's yearnings.
flow from your quietest morning heat.
Amber eyes stained bright
through effervescent spirit-wombs.
Recurrent relations,
foothill majesties.
Migrations to recreate folded rip currents.
feather forms
Discrete // Fascinate // Assuming fables are the least of these.
From holiest origins. 
If // then: return. 
To your brightest house!
Tracing youth.
Basis: A tree of 1 node has 2 nulls, ok!
Safe in the windspeeds
of closer second-lives. 
Esteem from entireties,
shrouded in glass. 
Crackling and wild. 

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Egret Star

Newest sounds
glow through your clearest eyelids
Eyes lighten
to coming, broadening heat
Marked by your partitions
And I am sore.
Sore, from heaviest marble spheres
Pulling arms to higher elevations
Cardboard numbers
Scribbled across the floor
Your face--- in early winter!
And we magnify the day.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014


Double dreaming of matte lakes,
stretching across landscapes.
Azure // bursting,
and my eyes continually yearn for neon. Intentionally.
Or darkest indigo tree trunk rings.
Stained inky from your poeticism,
Dated you,
found your origins,
chronology, counting sunspots.
Spring wood // Your youth,
which I cannot yet comprehend.
And your tastes.
And your explorations.
Species // Special
Hovering horizontally across waterforms
Intellectual property
Lake turning bright Louise-blue
from aforementioned, greying
Fading dendrochromatics
And I shiver in
B R O A D // D A Y L I G H T
And I am unwell,
but continually overjoyed.
Dreamt of fire-forms, a distance consumed
Rope swings, bearded and shirtless love, endless freedom.
Laughing, and entangled.
Consistent continents
bang together,
rupture // erupt
eyes  w i d e n
to coming mo(u)rning

Sunday, October 26, 2014


There are no evergreen sunrises,
or eternal records stained from woolen wombs.
Greeting my silent eyelids in crystal mornings:
"I must be intentional,
but I also must be free."
Fashioned several knotted statues in your honor,
and they haunt me when I move away from softening lightness.
I revel in autumn.
My spirit enlivens.
I realize I am both increasingly wild, and infinite.
My spirit rests and tumbles above my head.
Flickering sunsets, to blackest diamonds.
There exists a deepest curiosity in the back and forth,
the push and pull of emotions.

We are ultimately fully human-- bursting at extraneous seams.
Seams we do not need.
Seams which detach and retract,
as thistles shiver to polished wood.
Heartlight travels through physicality
pulling and pushing to everlasting.
Teeth clench as inspiration is formulated.
I maybe am meant to be a writer, poetics bursting
at the tips of mountain-frosts.
I collide and continue,
until His depths cease to penetrate.
Early autumn,
we squint and subsequently become entranced.
Souls to mingle, hearts to come entwined.
Are you completely confident in your choice, to move every molecule?
Your energy space, pulled back, to include?

Friday, July 18, 2014


I was weaving fabrics from bottles
overlapping shadow hands, fingers not quite latticed
soft but getting stronger
tossing scraps in tiny piles
“a sign of terrible frustration”
had you yet arrived? towards a glorious, expanded well-being?
entranced by serious,
pitch black fire glances.

i know why you fled
and I suspect a dark posture,
pushing your ankles deep in mud.
crushing, morning heat
will burst inside your dented atmosphere
cyan breezes chill the cliff edges
closest to your seaside home.
and found myself in weathered arms.
shimmering, kissed with spots of yellowed glass--
eyes transfixed in disco moonlight.

golden, dusted shoes and faded curls
burned the sleep from our eyes.
my arms uplifted,
fingers brush through veins of clouds--
aged and wondrous
a form shrouded in dimly lit textiles,
woven intentionally
by my tropical hands.
physicality becoming clearer;
your form etched
rough, bent and gleaming-
in coral sand.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

gilt roots

pulled by the tumult of your hurricane.
swirling in soot from the bosom of your womb.
said would not be I,
not I, 
not I. 

but it was I. 
I who knotted myself into your marble carved trapdoors-
scent of water brushing through intersecting roots.
facedown in clay
whispering desert poems
air follicles 
bursting at the surface of your brunette-painted dark assumptions
sentences crack like dry bark
anchors drag me to deepest indigo sea



closest reddening eyes
for the shivering slash of dawn 
hits my transparent eyelids
a futuremelody
played backward
and not a trial heard for reckoning, 

rode newly furbished bicycles through darkened downtown streets
illuminated ice- 
dry, thick with wool.
steeped in dusty hues of mountain sunsets.
rapid annihilation of curated sparks
or mingling sentences;
wavelengths snapped at their seams
reveal dazzling individual crystals inside.
we ourselves are individuals.
and continue hovering.
scale stagnant waters; 
be risen up 
and completely anew.

Sunday, February 9, 2014


Hum of moon's light
Spirit rises to glistening 
Curving flowers are still blossoming 
petals burst to illuminate
pleasureform & 
in spreading darkness;
explosions of grey, rosy brights.
midnight songs 


Absorb into the rocks, atmosphere
until they burst,
skies shiver,
disseminate primordial, classical wisdoms;
explode into harmonious 
biological choir.