a memory from 10 summers ago:
flickering brilliant light,
against my inner eye,
Lake Lure North Carolina,
choking on the powerful wake,
underwater looking up to a crystal
blue world,
rising towards it,
knowing that I’ll soon surface,
there you’ll be- waiting for a smile.
06/19/2011
waking up again,
rising sun,
head cocked towards that invisible God,
plasma white light bleeds into my eyes,
and i try to hang onto the vision,
but before i can impress my mind,
the Sun drops out of sight.
06/16/2011
pride sleeps, weak, tormented and bored
22 to boot
Arizona desert
I return to you
Newly slain with mind blimps
floating off in little rivers
cursed and sworn
the same river in which
chalk white flesh
babies are baptized
i’ve seen them
their small eyes
of infectious life
oh to breathe
and be thankful
that is my dream.
mental stream, celluloid resevoir,
i am gentle fish, sane little idiot,
where blindness is my vision,
oh torn of change and mild love
the blankets worn and wild drugs
05/17/2010
i don’t owe you a god damned thing,
only owe you a wedding ring,
but baby i’m a liar- don’t you see,
couldn’t call you, when i was in need,
didnt feel like you were a friend to me,
and now it seems like i just cant see,
whoo hoo,
its easy to be lonely,
whoo hoo,
its easy to be lonely,
whoo hoo,
its easy to be lonely,
when you’re free
