I'm Curiosus

August fools
gust for a lust
a thirst of just
what truth is first
“Mulder” is spooky
but a pretty smart cookie
“she called him Fox”
but he didn’t lookie…
greys the matter
she types in batter
and the fish
he chipped
is.way. ;)x

”...are you still laughing…?”

Knight the Butler said the Chef
A civilized relation of One do exist.
This is the Time and it’s the Measure
Means of One to Many a Treasure.
Bird songs of the same feather
weather storms of fright to light
the heather and again, come the
day we remember. Who we are.

I got your number.Gentleman. ;) WO!
you talkin’ to MOi?

et.hmm…
Was a Sumer of sixty eight and
Mother said wait. So I did.
Earthly measure stares around
MY feet are a card in sound

”... the beat…”

a gui.duck you ask?

”...2036 is the year in question…”
and seconds later,
I had the impression
they mighta been speakin’ to me.

My Mother's Laugh

”... happy birthday mom!....”
”...yea, I fidty two now…”
.
.
.
?
Then she started laughing, in a laugh that was only hers. Brother and I stood there staring in the wide eyed way we always did when she’d do this laugh and then like stereo, we look at dad. I was older than brother so I had the maturity to believe that perhaps dad might start laughing too any second now, but the look on his face was as clearly confused as ours. For the first time, I saw our faces on him and I remembered that. Like he just met my mother for the first time, ever… I could see from the corner of my eye that brother was about to eat into the cake as he simply didn’t care about our current family confusion any more…he was young.
Mom was still laughing.

It’s not a ‘soft and gentle laugh’ yet it’s not mean or hostile… it’s one of those
”... I’ve got all of you fooled and I’m not lettin’ ya in on it…” kind of laughs. We knew just to let it be and I wasn’t so old that the damn cake wasn’t looking more interesting to me right then too.

”...what do you mean?...” dad says in a very soft voice.
”...Ha! I always older then you…, I just dont tell you…” :))

He smiled and shook his head like it was slightly amusing…
”...I mo then 10 year older….”
was the last thing I heard before brother had pitchforked the cake and it was time to dig in, candles or not.

ROFL

ROFL

”...Rolling On the Floor Loving...”
;)~

” Rolling On the Floor, Love….”

ROFLove ….and all
FORLove

what else

What else to do
but smile awhile
while I cry
some trials as
Life is but a dream
living lost in ‘be’
which cost of not
what my reality
used to see
yet what else…
do I want from me?
reward of Word
of a course I heard
my voice I could
and a soul of love
in the image of
a Creation came
in the form of Lord
and it harps a cord
Dr. God, is aboard
Why but what else
for the good…
To take a form
in a fourth of
Our
a
tower
two in the clear
Lines between
and we are tHere
when we are hear….
what else,
but self
to test
the a where…

Questions
unanswered and
I don’t understand.

In Garden Halls

ode to the PenUs
fallicall friend
call it a ball
in hand
in my garden
where i stand
growing, well
pardon…
the expression
of ‘hard ons’
just a right type
of heart ons
suck.ulent
decks I’ve spent
laboriously
glorious
seeds men
and women
indeed…
Gardeners fall
on their knees
digging weeds
nibbling peas
stroking leaves
honey nuts
that please
a pleasure
in the taste
of a bud.
Wiser is the guy sir,
who dr.inks a read.

oh lord...

Dear Lord,

I'm a bord cord

while i pourd and pourd

on the porage door

but oats became goats

and coats that float

it rocked my boat

so i went mute

Dear Lord,

it wasn't so cute

when you probed my lute

and unrobed in my suite

leaving nothing to guess

leaving tones of distress

leaving the ones a mess

while you stood near by

pointed finger to the sky

"..hey guys, I'm not on the nails..."

oh lord, some think like snails...

does it make any sense

if he sent his one sun

that'd we worship what we love

while it's nailed to our sins?

do your god some justice

and let the real image in.

PurgeA.Story

purgatorium the moratorium
seldom do we hear them rhyme
the memorandum said its time
thirty three wells shut down…
drilling kills while it fills us up.
TheOis! Just what I said it’d be…
A very hard lesson by way of see
and it’s a process undeniably

”...do you pick your roses?...”

I cut them just before seed
Dad said, they’d keep blooming…
It’s the charm in the garden knowing
Just how to keep things growing
Extend the harvest for feeding
Stop the oceans bleeding and
Unite as one in the clearing a
Measure calls a Lion daring
An amusing muse, in deed…

”...purge a story honey…”
”... there’s an owl
on the face of the money…”
”...lazy are the many…”
and crazy are the few
who dare play checkers
in a gumbo stew…

Welcome, we’re in Limbo
Facing a truth growing below
“the nothing is coming”
as an under tow
”...We went through fire…”
”...it used to be water…”
death becomes matter
”...forgive them Father…”
blood is thicker
then the mighty dollar
when death becomes kin
they’ll think a bit faster…
a true and natural disaster
can happen as life in the after
purgatorius won’t be so glorious
if the ignition becomes a blade

This can be a heaven
and this can be a hell
even if we’re head on’
at the gates of a well

”... I’m waven…”
It’s the story of a venture
where the goods assure
that we’re not craven
the earthly treasures
we’re not deserving
lessons can be learned
in serving…
but who’s to say
what’s really worth earning
when treasures are measured
in things worth learning
and to purge a story
that can call a yearning
is to lead a Nation
to a heartfelt burning

”...we know the truth
is in what we’re not doing…”

check.her.board

yep thats right
she stood in light
while men in hoods
played rolls on floors
checker the color
of her black
and white board
she was adored
dads played song
and drank along
with a fresh cider
inside her paper
mug of cardboard
“honey remember”
dad was a member
and a splendor
of a club it was
built with bricks
in a color of tricks
secrets do stick
to the family
in blood
so drink your cider
play with spider
and remember
”...we’re not
the bad guys…”

forward...

in trusT it was said
intrusions of lipstick
on the top of a head
and upon the souls
of stars it was spread
remnants of ‘use less’
and ‘do more’ heard
“harmonizing in a
single word” and
showing what ‘for’ d;
was meant for first.

I Like

I like turbulent things
storms that howl
in thundering winds
and cracks of light
that I can see in
I like mystery
and intrigue too
I like it eyes open
and looking at you
I like minds spoken
and sharing views
but when it’s firm
it’s just us two.
I like to push
and be pushed back
I like to seesaw
on a one way track
running on empty
gaining no slack
... it drives me
exhausts me
and makes me
give up
but I like to cry
and see just what
I’m really made of
I like it in comfort
with pressure to know
I like it in heels
after wine and a show
I like a rough see
and I like to grow
...it calms me
knowing what
to expect
and I like showing
that I’m Nature’s pet
and I like my feet
in the sand when I’m wet
and I like my hands
on a man you can bet
...it turns me on
a turbulent see
and when I’m calm
it’s the other me
and when I’m wrong
you’ll never hear
a longer stance
then just before
“you’re right dear”
...but I’ll mean it.
I know what I’m like.

”...c’mon Professor,
I’m bord; ...”

secretes

wanting to touch
what in heaven i trust
are the eyes of one
haunting me…
tempting quietly
a sacred ‘these’
in a ‘this’ of ‘there’
which i can taste
in a breath of air
and my whisper
wants to touch
your mind;...
Especially,
and especially…
hear.

exquisite it is
and simple within
endless complexity
from a distant wind

i can love…
anonymity
be a nameless
and a faceless me
and with a coy smile
i can keep a hope
in a secret place
have a special wish
for a magic force
to undo the anguish
and give me a voice…
shhh….
Call me the magic and
you’re the secrets chorus.

Sponge

Sponge bob squared a banshee
danced around in the mind of auntie
looking for his cursive way…
when a long legged spider
came to sit down beside him
and cried that it’s not his day.
”...you can’t have your cake
and eat it too…”
Especially if
the auntie’s anti is a dude.
Twins were seen in packs of two
miles of smiles at the one mile zoo
pop goes a wheezy whistling tune
and the bees are a buzzing
in Yoda’s room…
”...use the fours luck.e…”
it becomes you…

”...sp!noage…”

“Yes, be careful where you play”

;)~

Got your paddle dear?
”...I’ve been playing ping pong…”
since I was a kid;

we.continue

we continue…
um… ok

:)

we.count!me
time we count…
A brook and a.muse
Took a look and said Boo!
I’m strollin’ on a Parkway with you…

Holy Moses...

holy moses said to knowses
”...methinks, shes both now…”
mutant Gene in
cute blue jeans
floppy shoes
looking lean
bending to & fro
tending rows
and rows…
of a sweet scene.
”...the potatoes growing…”
Mister,
I’m face painting
Lips that stick
to his knowing…
Glowing green
the gardner seen
a nose on the eyes
of my favorite
string beans…
“Honey, surprise!”
I’m a mint
in a tea of leaves
Honey,bees live!
singing in the eaves
“Save a seat for me?”
scent of the sun
is forming
storming coal
knowing
shows that blow
hats from the cats
sitting above
and living below
“shes full of wind”
does it matter
if “shes”
in your mind?

”... page 2 …”
“you’re a turn;p”
and I’m gonna
radish you…

Q.Cont!nuum

Hold the pickles
And the mustard too
A real time functions
Having fun with you
She lies in disguise
A gooey ducks prize
A funky ‘ask why’
In a mustard; on rye
Catch.is.up!
“Busta move…”
he said;
”...Batters luck!...”
She taps the cat
on her heal at that
with spikes at the base
of her feet…
Hearts are sweet and
heat is the treat
when a honey and a
funky.squeak.meet

“wanna touch the ball babe?”
;)~

Q.Count! mutant
x

"...Catch!"

I’m a server…
delivery complete.

The machine works
like this…

”... you deserve what you get…”
”... you get what you deserve…”

Can I have the mustard please
”... care for some Catch up Sir?...”
the mustard has seeds…
Dijon… ;)
”... you don’t have yellow?...”
I asked but the cook said know.

”...you know something…”
I know that I like catch up
I like it best on a good steak
Least when the goods take… too long.
”...never hesitate…”
Please… order something.
Is the menu knew?
It is and it’s a Catch!22

“nowin”
See it as you do. ;)

Aelian

Aelian, you have such a strange name

It haunts me in this senseless game

While I drive with a blinding flame

You hide under layers of sublime.

Your tactics intrude my mind

But you walk a path of wind

Trails in the trees unwind

And a fire becomes your spine

Burning between your legs

As you step to the outer edge

And realize, where you are.

"...who's got your book?..."

Playing in the lattice of spacious

Are a cats most curious places

Watching as you untie laces

Matching all your cards to faces

Tapping to the keyboards clatter

Typing to be free from bother

Writing into dreams of better

Wishing on the falling of stars

Hoping, to know who you are.

Aelianus Sublimeus Tacticus

I'd like to hear...Your Full Name.

"...Hadrian, had I not run..."

"I prefer Sun Tzu myself ;o)"

I prefer Ars Amatoria,...O! are we vivid; yet? lol. X

"You Ran..."

In a sense
Falling apart
Common
of a lens to
focus heart
Seams undone
allow for the sun
to smile a while
as we become one
Innocence was
never compromised
promised and
delivered wise
protected are
those who ask why…

and to reflect is how
detect a pro
who dares the now
In a sense
calling the heart
to fall in love
and do with art
to attract a force
from the core of earth
The light from above
without fear…

“escape and be hear”

evolve to see love
revolving in center
reSolve to need love
believing in better
and feel love
to know it
even if…
you make it up.

”…I don’t have my one
so I love my one in all…
and run to a honey
made up in my mind…”
and why?... be cause

”…a Prince pea.ed in my bed…”
the story’s confusing
but it’s in my head
and I DO love it…”

“Adama, it’s your ship…”
!wake up…
“You Ran…IT”
”…imagine, if it were Your nation…”
Common sense inflation
Senses depth of vision
Revives imagination…

”…fight! the nothingness is growing…”

If you could…
you’d hear the thunder
over my head
and if I could…
I’d move the moon
to hear what you’ve said.

“I ran… to a muse.” ;)

FloRida...

"...don't quit..."
we just got stARTed....
"...steady..."

!wake

Hi honey…
”...stand on vessel…”
and be hear.d;

Jake said to Neo
“there is no spoon”
Are you sure little boy?
Asked a voice in room.

Jack said to Jill
“I’ll find you soon…”
dish is on the hill
and the cows got moon.

Laughs a lot
came to Camelot
and “no dise”
is what he said
but a jolly write Leo
with a pretty spiked heal
said “on your side”, instead.

”...I’m sorry Dave…”
HAL!
Hold your octave!
“Get in the groove”
and behave.
the ;DOS is on ship
and She’s an SOB
She walks with a chic
a wee bit cheeky…

“meow” says a Me.
;p~
“soon…”

”...we make it…”

"...the cats a way..."

Class 5.v2

”...what is she?...”
A class five mut Sir
A classy nut, what?
Not a nut Sir a mut
She’s a dog?
She’s a musing
none the less
Not a dog Sir!
A mut! Class 5
Pet her then?
you say she’s
got a classy set?
She might bust a nut
if she thought you said that…
”...come on then, tell me!...”
She’s an ant too
Class V of 3
Are you sure
She’s a she?
Heard it
first hand Sir…
Class V Lass ey?
I say…
Acts the brat
What’s her name?

Eat a Lion?

we’ve breached the line
and it’s still in the nose
scent of a cat
chef came to know
appalling humor
it’ll sicken your brow
the Kingdoms come
and a menus how
”...drop down…”
radio will show
check on a mark
double check to know
ET on screen
Sat.elites below
We are NOT allowed
to eat the big cats
It’s written in sand
It’s resting in stacked
Blocks of stone
say the bats bite back
I’d put that plate down…
If I were you…

X.gene

rod and berry
how very cherry
roper rode in
a hi.drogen mary
chariot races…
characters of
an ancient face
play for a ball
in a boysen space
senses men…
a seamans Ace
plays for the sake
of a peaceful place
Sirens ring…
and the x.men favor
a flavored x.gene.

”...hip Rogue…”
is a merry machine
pro.on the deary
of an airy unseen
wind for the sail
in a mind called we.

“soak.ey…
I am okay…”
the Corals learning…

two

water melon in my garden
like the sun and moon
just two…
”...launcher ready…”
steady my hand
tending the weeds
near a row of beans
a far away land
”...it’s not a good time…”
so I wondered
and thought of when
wars are just plays
staged in the hands
of writers like me…
I’d arm the nations
with radish leaves
squash for bullets
that unload seeds
Peanuts money
on my jelly spread
I’d share the health
giving lettuce, head…
”... is it a good time now?...”
who wants a cow
chickens grown
in crowded pens
suffering blows
in.human.e hands
glitters the water
between the corn
I’d sale on ships
into rosebud shores
and i’d grow my fish
in between the stores
”...I’m god in my garden…”
and I divide the rows
soing what suits me
in tomato groves
and near my basil
I’ll build a school
teaching the mint
just how to be cool
and over hear
the potatoes anchor
on stalks of beer
”...wellcome…”
to chi…
banana central
read booms of cheer
...but they say I’m mental.
lentils
are sooo good in soup!
my capitals
I declare are true!
I only cook
When I brew my stew…
and no one regrets
in the garden of Sue.
”...yes piglet…”
I was Just
Making sure of you.

three

”...things come in three…”
before I look to TV
my stomach sinks
at the idea already
perhaps more news
to darken my day
watch the tide grow
in stains of decay
another horizon
as Atlantis rising
can it be?
”...don’t scare us…”
why, so we can care.less?
and if you don’t think
I’m pro.human
then it’s you
that should come
to the shoreline
hear the innocent
die in the ocean
watch a child cry
from convenience
stores that supply
dried food in a bag
”...here kid…”
have a mc.nugget
moms busy
and so is dad…
we’re working
like we’ve never had
because we don’t
and you won’t either
because there is
no hope for better
so swallow our
rant and our shant
with more want
because the world
is going to shit…..
.....
stop it.
unacceptable vent
smells of a slick I cant
oil that soils more
then a gaping vent
designed to crush
our will and intent
fight back…
explore unknowns
rethink the world
how we live
how we ‘own’
rethink
how we learn…

”...grow something…”
for a heal.thy.body
reinvent the weheal
rein in the ‘repent’
learn to value smart
a heart unspent
rethink…
everything.

<3

a twisted dot

Mach my words…
it came in cords
changed the world
to quarter fours
Math is a twisted plot
What is not
is a twisted snot
of a girl who taught
the knots aWay
”... she’s the cat…”
and the mice do play. ;)~

a twisted plot

hopeless fiendish plots a lot
plotted to take the kings great spot
toiled and boiled he soiled with oil
but knows not what is come by gold
black his heart so full of lack
plaque infested crust of bleak
streaks the sea in pipes that leak
feeds the weak in promise speak
fills the mind with words that reek
filthy fiendish plots a lot
plotted to rot a soft blind spot
finding fear in eyes known not
to read the deeds of wicked dots
but cold does leave a trail of hot
and a wicked indeed illusions cot
sleeping in sound ...

a twist that's knot.

treasure?

what is it? TY

not TV... TYs, like "thank yous", like reassure

Trea TYs sure

My Vou 'dude'

Madam…
“Welcome”, She said
Who’s the ‘dude’
In your head
My hands shook
Her alter shined
Did she just
Oh yes she did!
She just looked
and read my mind
My hands shook
At a gust of wind
“don’t sweat the vase”
She smiled then…

Madam…
“Where have you been?”
The Doctor…
“Said you were Strange”
About.Time…
“You’re hear a.gain”
The Tomb
was mistaken when…

I saw you once
in a shop before
New to Orleans
”...in the corridor…”
You were tHere.

I and I knew
but not until now
I saw your date
with a twisted brow
and I saw the tomb
that said you’d come.

Rats in your ear dear?
Far star comes near
“pon takes queen”
and we’re hear.
;)~
wHeres the flow?
wolf in a girls bow
flew in the mind
of a wind who knew

”... you left me out…”
“you only think so”

Happy SoulsIshstar….
i and ihear
Q and U dear ;)

Chess...

...but you recall how to play?
pon takes queen... check.mate.

i hope your boat sinks.
maybe then you'll remember...

"... the captain of the 'winning' team...loses their head..."

snapples babbling!

and I thought he said apple…
well...
I hATE Smith apples.
Tart, without any
Honeycrisp or goodness
...unless you cook'em.

however...
delectable gala
deliciously golden
fantastic fuji
Jonagold
Jonathan
McIntosh
Idared to see
a.Roma ;)

mmm... smell that love.
ooo,,, it's my cherry... lol.






"...Happy Father's Day..."

Right and Wrong

right or wrong

Tears in the tar
carried far
cry the dolphin
to a passing star
...help us…
see the gulls
who now don’t fly
see the whales
who search for sky
coast of destruction
while they all stand by….

experts tweet
executives meet
“fool proof plans”
don’t mean a thing
while seagulls die
without their wings…
drilling
is it really
what you want?

Gulf coast spill
and Ecuador
the Exxon Valdez
the Queensland shore
yet new drills poised
to poison some more
... what are we asking for…

bitch and preach
don’t mean a thing
if we can’t walk our talk
without convenient rings
tones explode
and we’re to know…
that a saying was penned
and is so true…
“we can’t have the cake
if we shit in the stew…”

to make real change…
is to change how we ‘do’.

Come.Passion.Calls

See the money?
it’s not in one place
See the help?
it’s not in one face
My my…
See the Pass?
it’s the call of our Age
our time to change
...what’s important.

Come. Passion calls
on us all to pass it on
use the Write
to correct a wrong
amuse in delight
to carry on…

Come and Pass it on…
Coastal states
troubling winds
change the game
by way of minds

”... don’t quit we’ve
Just, begun…”

shellfish lost
and selfish laugh
but hells not frozen
and we’re not half
as complacent as
you might think
we can grow a fish
in a shell of p!nk
that’s right…
new.tone
generation brain
on a better horizon
While farmers fish
and cast a net
the Cornman smiles
and our farms are wet.

Tourists will come
to clean the shore
change your rooms
and open the doors
learn to be safe
then teach us how
earn our keep and
let your business grow
give me a shovel
and take me to sand
show me some oil
and I’ll give my hand.
I’ve vacationed before
on your pristine land…
I was a ‘shopper’ then…
But when I return,
I’ll be your friend.

Fame Us...

...Passing on the Flame…

Fame Us… there is no shame
we are all the same, they said
circles in the night delight
to behold a new flame…

Light in the shadow of truth
becomes the sight of art that’s true
regrets knot know what love begets
so I’ll walk with you…

For of the fire in a breath of air
comes a flame to those who dare
The path ahead is, and is really
quite clear… being there
is being hear.

My hands are fire
My mind is air
Ink becomes water
When WE, become a wHere…

Fire
Air
Matter of time
Earth has a heart
Understand her rhyme.
Senses become
a light touch of the mind.

Triple Play...

Q.

of the water
and of the land
i can be smoked
or eaten by man
growing floating
in a drink of gas
belly revealing
muscles flash
undertones of
sea and wood
white caps foam
some wish
they could.

;) batter up.

bcc

better a blind carbon copy then none at all.
:)
bees
i’m a beest
gods.peed.urin.creation
ps
go pee
during long
recreational drives
smell the coffee
plant some seeds
use the honey
the thanks and please…
always please…
and thank you too
TY for short
and polite it’s true
peace starts with
a peace of ;pc…

she’s kidding…
Siriusly.

Security Preach

"...Houston..."

we have a solution

degreese the notion

emotions focused

on dead ahead

oceans motions

are critically bleeding

in deed a mission

in need of god.speed

for god sakes people

WORK! we're about

to reach and breach

the horizon

all eyes are on so

pour it on...

secure the leak

it's beyond control

no longer left to the

playing roles...

the Marlin is awake

...and He remembers...

”...touché …”

Move Over...

hola shit!
who are YOU?
spanky girl
in thigh high
boots! whoah!
shadow long
disguised a form
petite in size
since the day
i was born
wHip! my lip
sticks out
and I pout
when I don’t
get what i want
Patient as
spit on a fire
and I come out
with intent
and desire
so move over…
gentlemen
it’s time to hire
something that works
cosmic my
Rogue.ish grammar
burped a turd
into propers
manners…
top robers
robbers of our hood
I’m a vent I said
and you’re the Marylin
with your panties all wet

I’m moving in
and taking over this place.

"...Marlin, it wasn't my club..."

"...look out, the ocean's mad..."

what if...

could it be funny
a code called love
written in honey
sweet as doves
on four leaf clovers
that grow in groves
near sandy beaches
that glow in zones
otherwise unknown…
could it be?

what if the funny
is a love called sonny
and a share who cared
to dare a masked pair
and what if the money…
turned into the cure
and what if the system
became a lure and
built the operation
that brought us here.

could it be gods creation
is ready to be read and
could it be the code
that lives in hour head
triggered by the riggers
of offending deeds
could it be?

what if it is…

it's us...

there’s only us here
sometimes I think
there’s more to fear
”...how do you know…”
what I hear in
my eyes when I cross
across the sky
in.visible lines align
my tale and I follow
close to reveal
”... it’s only us…”
the rest are just
a sound noize
in shocking detail
behind the sun
there are just one
event on the horizon
reaching a place
where by now

the know
can return

Enos Knows

”... you only think he’s gone…”
but like Albert,
Atom and the Ants live on
”... a nose knows her own…”
and to mana is to be beyond
small walls hearing cat calls
my earring rings the hall
and you recall….
learning how to fly.

dot dot dot hey guy!
dash and stash gets me
a gala banana man…
can you dig it?
”... Mr. Adams,
I’ve got your towel…”
and I’ll buy the vowel
if we can just use a letter
to clean up the great foul

”...I’m still overhead and I
can see the spill…”

It isn’t just for peanuts…
them shell…

”... it’s the nothingness…”
and it’s growing down there

monkey see so monkeys do
”... if I can move a lever
without my hands then I
can certainly
untie your shoes…”

a monk monkeys around
a maypole I may know
Tarzan… are you listening
Superman’s missing
and we are bound for impact

Carbon fibers filtering black
slick in the drink is moving fast
limestone blocks breaking free
exposing chromes matter of grey
... step aWay, time is oozing…
spyder webs weaving through
magic nets in a sea of blue…

cooking

I since don’t cook with oil
if I can avoid it….

welcome. to a.void;

looking in, I saw a king
so i looked back
at the gui.duck
and saw a loop
in what’s fucked up.

they’re still dooling
but not yet drooling
for my soup.

but I won’t brood
or make any rules
i’ll just keep stirring
and looking up…
on the bright side…
I might learn how
to make a great pumpkin…

out of a coach.

Paradise
for a pair of mice
are air for the wise
i say again i have not
rice but a word
for the bored of eyes
...base come in
do you read me?
parabara is an holah!
e… she said will roll
to clover… vernal light
doesn’t have a halo
and a pair of you…
like a book said too
are a shadow
on the heels of a
grounded soul.

paradise as written,
was created twice,
a pair of times.

she is part Tardis…
and the phones are ringing…

we have 12 toes,
even if we don’t see them.

snow what?

dopy
grumpy
doc…
bashful
sleepy
sneezed a lot.
happy now ;)
we do indeed
have a spicy snot
twice the mice
and a monkey
at the helm…
came a lot
she did
to read these men
disguised as
snoozen
eighth dwarf
is a gem
...she puts rouge on
and climbs a tree…

psst… “Snow White?”... she ain’t me.
;)~

"diminitioning returns beyond the event horizon
mariginal lines of visibility as solar flares
light up the sky there is no noise i wonder why"

i wonder how
an event such as
her eyes are on
can stir such wonder
on events unheard
noize is what i said
3.14159265
it’s in the air
and in my head
but when i turn
to see the sun
i thought i saw
inside a one
but honey it said…
nine slides on
and a cone
of silence
doesn’t work
without fun.
:)
I wondered why for a while
but then no one answered
so I’m making up my own how.

"is not

isn’t
is in
i sin
you sin
we sin
sinew?"

is not
isn’t
in is
is is in
is in is
in in
sinus problems suck
... bless you
you shouldn’t sneeze so much. :) x

spelled properly, babel is just apple
Babylon babe the pylon thinks
I said sylon but really, it was just a
silly con, a fence that people sit on
when they want to be lead
so here we are, polluted
and in the head too
but if I were a geek
who had the code
to a whole potato…
but then again, I remembered…
my first apartment, I burned it down
making french fries for the first time
(chips) ... I since don’t cook with oil
if I can avoid it.

welcome. to.a. void;

Writing You

I wrote to you

in my hand

I did

before I

came here

I even used

my favorite pen

with the ink

that won't

smear

I did

before I

came here

wrote your name

in curly lines

on sheets

of paper

I wrote

in rhyme

I did

before I

came here

write the words

of loving you

hoping too

that we

could dream

in a stream

of color

daring to

believe

that I'm

the other

in your eyes

at night

I did...

I did write

before I

came here

and marked

in hearts

exclamation!

sparks flew

on the paper

defined

as creation

I did

before I

came here

wrote a Book

and in it...

I was writing You.

gala

;)~
temptation falls
silent along walls
and inside a soul
vibration grows
a galactic tone…
catilac apples
blushing skin
”...leap!...”
mm worm sign!
“Lito…my duck”
I won’t sleep again
dreaming about
steaming eyes
I’m still not wise
about you…

”...take a bite…”
he said.

”... an apple a day
keeps me…”

First ... Be Naked.

.. and when they discovered that their shame had covered them...

their flesh was removed and they were naked, before themselves....

flesH <~

self

I am myself.

MYself

I sing...

HYM

With you...

OUR self

... we begin. hear.

fun.da.mentals

play only for the fun d;
ego will beg to be ‘the one’
pressures build to be the ‘sun’
be assured with a curly score
lepricons leap and say be more
Elements beeping deep at core
Art this is, where we’re to go
Mental road of a man made flow
Fun it is but it’s a bit slow
stale the taste if a mix is low
elixir
a texture of syntactical
pleasure… for sure.
it pleases me.

;p s
I don’t have a ‘coffer’either...
Smokin cup of coffee perhaps, yes…

factorial

i! oh…

do i get it dear? ;)
362880
3.2880o = 86400 ‘could be seconds a day’
360 and too, ‘days’.

”.. boot up ah?..”
eYes.he.says.
see, she’s not really a he
he’s the he that thinks shes me
and it’s okay as together
we’re really a we.anyway.
x

gods.peed.urin.creation

SM!WS

babbling apples!

Dear the Pope
was supposed to vote
but sat around
just taking notes
Holy Sheesh!
was he asleep!
and so it goes that
a whole in sheets
don't mean two cents
if we miss a beat
it wasn't meant
to be anything less...
than Heaven sent.
so if I must
I did in deed
asked to confess
within my peace
and prayed to a god
I couldn't see and
asked the guides
forgive me please
... I know not what I do.
humble i go to the
apple grove
babbling love as
much as i know
and asking still...
god let me grow.
I sleep not nights
I write in lights
flickering in
a candles glow.
babbling words
i shall not know.

"...see no evil..."
is what I heard.
"...and hear we know..."
is what i learned.
"...live on..."
it was written and
SEWN

sos

Secretariat Of State...

"...lick like clik..." ;-)

T ar T is T eas Ty

"...secrets out..."

we need help on this planet...
and I'm not 'farking' around.
...she glares with her ears
and the eyes are sound...

"... get the Pope on the phone..."


reply:

Cot.yl.edon
Silly
Orders
Sinking

my reply:
Laughing
Otherwise
Liking…
see, I can
ease and
ego too ;)

say, who said
orders? Choice
sure voice
causes defense?
offense be
cause, know…
i mean none.
in
other words
i write for fun. ;)

Dear Pope

Will you please step up?
Oceans are filling with crude
and it’s rude, what’s happening.
You know as Mother said
Polite is write but only ‘in bed’...
Fortunate cookie our bookie
like a right bright lookie loo
took a look and is saying to you…

Cuss them out! You have a right!
Tell the motherfuckers off all night!
God says GO! and use your voice
Scream to the damned
that they have choice!
Tell them He’S mad at all their noize!
... they don’t listen to me…
I’m too small you see and
Not at all the kind you find
in the halls of a church
but it hurts all the same
what they do to create shame
spilling drills into ocean sand
killing creatures god creates by hand
... it ain’t right! and He’S mad…

Poppie, take the boxing gloves off
Scream the names of those in.laws
full to blame for breaking sane
Tell them all… that it’s God’s game.

I’m not quite religious but I can see all the same.
And I did get a blessing, just in case. :)


"...gods.peed.urin.creation..."

swims

SWiMS
SM!WS

.... testing... 123.... testing
can u dig.it?

ambigram,
a very big ram,
to swim in my pond
and call me names

asking what I told him…
he’sanasshh he replied
wise beyond her ears.

are you making an excuse?
I want you to swim. please?

ambigram
bigramma
digramma
digamma… ;pRogueRammer.

and I thought you could read my geek.can.ease?

ethereal
eTheReal
ETheReal
E there Al
et al.

eTheReal

ethereal…

it’s a Mr.E
that’s what I say I said.
~(;
360real
a plus e sur
@@ reel…
you got an ego
and honey
i aint lion
funny
in ever
said
so
are.

^^ that way. ;)

are
so
said
in ever
funny
lion
...aint i) tho? lol!

if we can read this
then i’m you. ;p

"...pleasure to meet us..." xo

Monkeys Around

"the matrix of flora i adore her

is it a magnification izzy
i do like it alot..."

27 sisters
only nine to go
the first nine died
but they came to know
that beauty only lasts
as long as you grow
and nine more now
on the garden floor
show that dragons
are there to explore
...the secret adores
that a circle never ends.
it can be nine
and nine more again!!

"the dragon tree had many roots
but no pastimes or pursiuts
broad leaved and desert loving
the secret circle was above him
nine and nine is it a sign
that 27 skin and blisters
are also known loving sisters"

Dragos I’m in La La land
blisters burn with rue in hand
Limbo brother, is the game I play
Gumbo trees are full of shade
I left a clue with Mr. Magoo
regret knots know but
love, be the gets.

"myopic tails and speedy gonzales snails
forget me nots in the shade of a tree
where there were two there are now three
limbo and lumbo in la la land they speak

mumbo jumbo"

the cactus trees were growing slow
soaking up the desert sun
they forgot not me
when I was two
A dragon came
wearing Buddha’s shoe.
Uranus has 27 moons
nine of my columbine
were in their bloom
but as time passed
they shed the glory
while nine more came
to continue a story.
Snaps the dragon
to open the door
and growing there
are three of four more.
:) I thought you mumbo?

mumbo, jumbo ;) ma ma mia…
ma-ma-gyo-mbo meaning a “magician who

makes the troubled spirits of ancestors 'go aWay'.

"maybe mumbo maybe mambo
positively even a little bit dumbo
wolfsbane howls at the moon
tmonkswoods would appear just as soon
dragons fly and pollinate the sky
buddha sat and contemplated as he didn`t know why"

quick quick slow quick quick slow
whew!
that was fun :)
always, I enjoy our dances. ;)

whoa!...
"She's Rogue" he said...

PapyrOS...

... I am so not, she said...

Co.ink.ed;

with C.

"The Garden"

Tall Tales

”…you don’t do that do you?...”

why yes indeed i do sir,
tell the tallest of tales, I assure,
it’s a measure of the truth.
the smallest treasure, know?
just to see how you ‘roll’…

anyone can use
just words
and anyone
can use just cause
but not the many
do to be, and do,
Just because.

”... who you judging?...”

Venus too Earth

oOOo
jupiter sat
on his turn to run
but Uranus said
“you are a sun”
pen a tune and
become the one
;Duck ;pluto plays
just for the fun.
xOOx
3 1 13
M V E M
i i W E ! !
x@@x
lol
;)~

The Ticklish Apple

Adam pleaded with Eve
“darling, swallow it “
Her brow went up with ease
“tease me to need you”
she said…
it’s been so long since
words carry on in sense
interest held intense
enough to be scent….
mental intensity
reaches insanity
and breaches the soul
hear, the orgasmic tones
teaching, in subtle moans

...The Art of Love.
Ala.mode in a cart eh?
“madman… come this way”
she said
the galactic pipers playing
musical notes are swaying
butterflies dancing
and your eyes
just write
while I sing awhile
and just smile
here, on a long mile. ;)

“I am a ball, but not the chain.”

Coaches

So they came
Tall at the table
And I saw them all
Right of way and able
Talking about
How the players play.
“can i have a new menu?”
“this is what we serve”
“i wont join the system
which is killing the earth”
“sir…”
“we’re not that way
and the menu is flexible.
we’re happy to create
if you know what
pleases you.”

The paws were deafening
While I was polite
Standing eye to eye
While he sat in the light.

“quit being so difficult
and just order something”
;o)

Sense & Sensibility

Sense and sensibility
equal a
Sensible scent of ability.
Simple.
Heaven’s scent
is not
”...a penny earned”

Doctor...

And how can this be?
... because I stole the devil’s soul.
Thats how. ;)~

A Great man once said...
...“we do things not because they are easy, but because they are hard…”
...and it’s true.
Men do things because they’re hard. ;)
The ‘easy’ part, is that women know this. lol.

Build a Burgher?
Pittsburgh Burghers, Players League player
Mr.More is is on…


Poke a hon.Kiss x...
a red phone booth is what I drive and I absolutely, have a picture of me in it.
I parked it near the water, on a beautiful cliffside.
TT is what i said, when I said my pi is red. ;)
TLc love.

i

saw
the
girl
in too,
the Magician.

Sonic.screw.driver?

LOL!

ruby and…?
wtf? ;)

Xclues!onS?
inclusions
pro.fusions.bro
“I said my name is Plentitude, Entity Attitude”
this includes you too
so. giggle up dude.

Pin.olo

Dear World Governments, Leading Holy People,
Secret Services, Lodges, Organizations,
Cults and those who would otherwise be categorized as N/A…

I want you to know that I have as of this moment,
common.deared this planet. With my extra.ordinary
powers of observation, I have single-handedly figured out
that I am the boss. Your and, buts, and ors are no
longer valid reasons not to comply. And it’s too late anyway.
Your systems are currently being examined for upgrade modifications.
No worries or fears needed. I won’t change your ears or anything. ;)

What? You didn’t think I’d get here?
Th.ink again. It was My planet to begin with.
... and you’re lucky I’m Me. I coulda just sent Mars here.
So give up now… be nice and cooperate.
We're about to clean this fucking mess up.

Yeah... you hear me right.

The High.Zen.Bird

... and for the first time ever, in all of human history

there is the creation of a new phone booth.

Mr. Werner, I'm glad you could join us. ;)

"Eat Me..."

Q.
"e.g.
you can have
a man
an idiot, an apple
the man
but when does an a become a and/or the the?"
Cock of Doodles...





tango dear? ;)x

a man is idios when he is private
an apple so when covered
dna and a thee become a they
when the fillings, just right. ;)
ala.mode?

What's Your Function...

Resurrection is such hard work…
In yonder cover of clover sleeps
My lovers clever coffer of keeps
Who knew, as he would say, that
Rectification works the same way
... are you receiving me kitten?
“Seconds count in second flight…”
I’m typing blind again tonight…

“Conjunction Junction…
What’s that function…
Conduction starts
with a Say and Be….”

Cat whiskers hearing clear
Are you watching closely? Chalco?
Copycats write that it’s a pi as
a crystal forms on Simon’s eye
SeeMi.Conductor, mentioned luck.
and I am, by rite… to come this way.

”... and button or…” gets you pretty far.
;)~ Quack.

”...I’m going to get you there… if you’re very careful…”

Taking Over

pen to paper my mind is mad
taking control of the digital pad
tapping tones into squared off keys
seeing the letters while they see me.
”...Data, it’s been a long time…”
”... his hat Shep and suit went missing…”

ring ring Magician, she’s listening!
“pharaoh forgive them,
they know to knot who I am

and they know not what they've done"

“Don’t make her angry, you don’t
want to see me when she’s angry”

is it really so bad…
to recognize who’s in your head?
make amends they said….
Amen to that! she replied.
Mens a laughing…
and the Woman smiled.

”... Data, that tear in your eye…
that my friend, was the biggest surprise”

”... my emotion chip, Sir….
has been, reactivated…”