welldear

it was a package of "post it" notes that turned out the key
superstition the suspected while the timing was
almost missed in the midst of a busy day
" what about the maytrix thing woman "
it wasn't really I minded being called a "thing"
it was that I minded when being treated that way, he liked best
" how's that door ...? "
I know I don't look the part but deep down inside
I really AM a very good secretary when I want to be
and considering Who's playing the 'boss' part I might not mind
after all my version of Mr. Write might just be a Mr. E in the end
I've never "seen" the man but I did serve him up a hot cup of coffee once
he's a 'runner' and the cup was just a point to show off his hands
.... can you handle it, sir .... was all I could ask
" I'm a welder " he said
I couldn't even look into his eyes he was so cool in his sweat
slate blue the color of his very skin or his shirt it mattered not I remember
and unfortunate as it was while I'd rather not retain the membership
my eyes betrayed me and stole a glance of his unforgettable lips
" I can hang onto hot things "
my ears enslaved me recording every word he said
short the exchange but breathlessly lost I just left
vertigo, I was sure was about to center my head
" can I pay you..."
no voice to reply so I just waved and walked by
sure, I could feel him 'turn around' oddly
wondering if I'd lost my nerve properly
a long trip it must have been, true
running's not so fun in worn out shoes
but how was I to know he'd come all this way
to order hot coffee on a mid summer day
just to say...
" well dear.... it must be 'you' "

"you called?"

Mr. Levitt.a.kiss…

Copans whit is with you and if this
is a for profit truth
a book of number
would be a stew

he called to be sure
“And he called …”

strange tongue
dragon’s blood is pure
exodus was a must he said
“… a fussy tour at best …”
she replied

and smokin’ on a cigar
Moses posed to
ponder why

in a way he thought
how reds the sea
if by night the sky…
and then he paused
and wandering by
the burning of a bush
just caught his eye

" does the story
really go this way "

the question it cried
and looking at his toes
he thought if he lied…

then hark by two
there came an ark
angel wings
a decent spark
momentum brings
into view a park
shadow of lights
“there is no dark”
day is to come in
this way

"... to infinity... "
and then it was gone

Art.of a heart.makeSway.the next part

invisible something

man walks through a board room door looks around and decides while this would be considered a ‘totally fab’ existence to most it no longer seemed worthy of the vast fortunes earned somewhere back in time when he, a lone traveler collected where his heart called “mine” these things all the ready made while sublime were still of simple in sort to his mind

preciously beautiful the delicate lips of those there until a shocking wave taught the otherwise childlike eyes where precious might be too, sometimes lie beasts in bosom bare and so it was as the mother shared in this world created by the man in the board room door

he sought to seek more and in so doing took fortunes time thinking wandering around the land wondering what if any in the things he could sew might change how his day became what he “used” to know rather than what he could do and so this began the true journey of his soul

looking down he saw his feet dressed in socks ripe in weep from travels far and resting then in a concrete jar he slept alone on a hard ground quietly crying to the lone sound of his heart
which fell apart the moment he saw who he did in the dim light of time

“prestidigitator…” was the start of a rhyme he’d know knots until all signs come to show that overly comfortable conditions do make for senses lessened whits loosened in dimensions hastened as a smile and a really great grilled cheese became a most popular item invisible as it is to most on a menu far far yet not at all really far away.

“some things out to hear” began the great day and so his story’s to continue

“what can I say”
she wrote

c.
say cheese,smiles across the board room
a velvet gold mine inside and outside of momentary time
tesla cioled a spring,so energy began to sing
density fluctuated einstien calculated
distance and percetion shift walikng on air
in between time far away closer than here

i.
“elvis” is it true
what tests love to flex a must
is the difference between
who albert’s lust
gravitates to
while a spring is sprung
is the moments time
a sin of smiles
in a den of rhyme

c.
gentle on my mind like early morning rain
in the mist of the morning alaho what do ya knowa
with heels on wheels there`s a brand new horizon
stepping out of time is not always fine
but its such an easy question when suspicion becomes superstition
and someone is always on your mind

i.
gentleman’s mind is a must of the kind
early morning rain my heart explains is of type mine
heels indeed make squeal to the horizon where eyes on
mean stepping out of time is the way to rhyme where a superb in tuition
becomes what suss is a picken as ‘knows’

c.
suss is a lot of fuss for the knows that blows
picking up stitches where time leaves itches
the nose just like the toes tip toes along with and crows
stones the mind just like a weed of some kind

i.
sitchin never flinched as a pinch
made cinch of his soul
a desire for time
count stones
of bold
and the eat of crow
might be delicious
after all

c.
ice scream of crow said the doc at the radar station
the past sure is tense across a desert of martain dust
tents of the past get blown in the solar wind
light reflected off the oceans of the moon
as mathematics flowed into ink
unconditionally guaranteed a pinch is a sinch
like a kiss is to bliss

i.
and there the eyes dream of a kiss
where bliss quenches the desert a rose
think tinkers on the brink of intense
as a pinch in the bath promises path
is the best way to make play as ‘we’

the write house

in a white space
a black dog stood
I walked along
seeing what I could

in a dream undone
his hand held one
"as this peace"
of paper
what he'd shown
was 'everything'
in a plane face

"space is...
as the aperture"

clovers red rover

"... saint the battrick ..."
oh my a
hat trick
switches bate
a date of which
just isn't late
~ she grins

"pur"sir
is spelt
with a U

neos.phlytt

X.plane.aWay

"talk to me now"
and so she said
"we"

are the product
and creation of
what Life did
to become as love
in a world undone
and a time unseen
as never before
has there ever been
a time of waste
of haste and lack
and never before
has god wanted back
"this place"

so planets in space
set motions grace
to the pace
of a human kind...

to change our mind
and hearts to date
matching us up
with natures rate
of speed
"gods like that"
as it is indeed;

neo.fights

in the light
a beginning is
where points
of write
become flight
and a convert
of one ordained
takes the vow
to begin again

“… it ain’t over, clover …”
as a rover, says “…hi…”

look up
it’s the bright side

mr. smith

mustars anderson
and the rush is on
never before seen
the sun undone
a crooked cat
sumers fun
and sitchin
did say on one
as the fun began
the two expand
where threes a door
to four and more
x
“flip forMe”
is a real clear form

can.did

off!
off with it’s head!
and then she did!
she made off!
with it…

definitely there is definitely ‘more’ in the goings on than meets any eye
especially in the one who knew that a certain unmentioned creation
wasn’t really created but rather was a ‘reaction’ to the state of things.
that’s right it’s time to wake up and smell the tuna ‘they’ don’t really put people into
just places ‘we’ do and while you think you know who ‘they’ are
you most certainly don’t know who ‘we’ are

Rice was ripe and a funny chap at that and while off about pale hopps
he did nail it on the head when he called the royals ‘green’….
tactically unsound advertising however to make known
the true color of a prince’s skin.

poor devil in the details discovering that a book of revelation missed
in the mention of one a scandalous affair when written,
the ‘she’ of conspiracy true of other dimensions
known to be the trickster in a bind…
never mind tho the intention of her as
she wasn’t really ever there

thunderous laughter
and the sheets are warm ‘here’…
camera lights an action …

“…I really don’t really just want your ear, honey…”
;)

" ciao "
she said

turn it on...

Know something…?

Something isn’t for nothing if
sum things for know things
means know things
faster than light…
and this means
the Jedi came in
the jet I came in too
and so the eYes
appear amid sight
squaring right
on an angle
who taunts elite
with the haunt
of an angel
sins appt
for struggle
pointed instead
to adapt for speed
as gods calling
placed in case of need
the art of a heart felt
in deeds quickening
shapes forming
as turning it on…
is to learn

it’s sound

lynch pins

weird thing
lynch pins
the center
of a plate wins
held over from
falling over bins
of wine, fine foods
and after hour mints
martinis of gin
olives live in
and splashes of lime
green
in the den of time
the water is pure
and the heals
are in luxusury
“a money clip”
is the first
rod in
‘slippery’

“… hey prince.ess, I have your shoes …”


his place is time
quintessential wine
set to Chef’s table
the urchin divine
near the bay
sets a sun
to begin the day
candles on the table
a perfection of ‘entree’
“… so what about that, jet? …”


hark! she say…
wondering if the fog
has lifted to day
a Pink Moon
on the back of may
“… and an apple from mars …”
saw the light this way


.
R.
.
the gift of the jedi, adoring the chose and one. you can use the iching to scratch or drag on in song. got milk?


…. four point to sevens ear ….
he asked
if we got milk…. is the jet I came in properly cloaked then???

dear me

shadow of night
was it I saw
pass the light
in a blinded eye
a spear of ice
reflecting sky
fixed
to sensation
a holy equation
there
the rabbit
was known to spy
a mix
sure of elation
the only mention
who cared
that the milk
was ever there

surveyor...

.... bt so well .... it's you.
" been a long time darling, how's your tunic hangin? "

Surveyor X tra O in there.... hans meant solo man
helmsman too

"hark!" is it fu who bark?
set to walk and a nice day
in the park dear... come join me.

you've been dead quite a while,
the air will do you good.
" are you back from holiday then? "



... more importantly, do they know we've returned? ...

type.face 2
elite.style o
"great sheets"

elation

“a constant” if you please….

atta cat
said Anakin
the sky walks hot
as the mana skin
there again the ancient
tongue to hear again
before we come
it’s in
the clearing

.

eYe…sounds like
the jedi came in….

what’s fun are buns
so sounds undone
became the sun
and a golden flow
sweet as the snow

“..she melts..”
for a cinn or two
where the milk
looks up to say
“who are you”

…. eYes!
said the iching….
I do.

and so came
the dragon sang
to soothe her soul…



.
R.
.
the gift of the jedi, adoring the chose and one. you can use the iching to scratch or drag on in song. got milk?

…. four point to sevens ear ….
he asked if we got milk.... is the jet I came in properly cloaked then???
she battens the long lashes….

" you know, Number One, you’re the only one ever, to date, who has asked "

Warp Zero
Time to wave…. activation, activated
looks left… looks left….
he thinks the iching is a brillow pad… Terrance … says the cookies ‘over there’ are pretty damn good

santa

be aware
anna’s in town
desert looks cold
but the dragons ’round
fire works as a holy sound

and the crackers
there
are the dough

this...soul man

this ol’ man
he played one
he played nick’s back
with his thumb
and the pic sacked jack
to give the dog a home
the java she holds
meant scrolling
songs….

.

this hew man
he played two
and she’s a quick back
on forward shoes
the globe she smacked
in loving blues
gave the gods a home
where there’s nothing to lose
“we needed the help”
they listen to news
we sent the disc
with directions too
….. so there’s no tease
where needs are pleased
and another way
is meant to ease

2scribe

and like the old man
I got my pen
water in bowl
and a wand in hand
the candles lit
all about my den

tapping rifts
and the ripples gift
what I gaze…

into the deep
of the golden glow
peering into time
of the yet unknown
to describe

… what I see …

within
gardens by the entry
figures of mystery
are one of a kind
a shift of shapes
in the sight of mind

and from above
as though they came
one by one
into dawn by name
the base of a vessel
all awash in flame

the closer I peered
the farther away

the duck
in the crystal
has a bearish day…

and on the way down
makes a stop to say

" I see you
saw me too "

spare change

squared dreams
in a book of changes
where the ice
rearranges
as you write

life becomes
the escapement
and mocking stares
dare note the strange
where the shocking glares
coat faces of the nonbeliever
“….. we need five …..”

dragon writes to find her
as the year turns sound
nine ancients knew
it would come
around

“…..and so it follows .....”

that this
came to ground.

dear alice

I've made
Parmesan
couscous
in a tea pot
and the man
of darling
all spice
cooking
with the
pea pods
nods from
the kitchen
that the map
is in the hat
that the cat
gave hatter
while the
butler was
at the bar
just before
the last supper
and a Muppet
said a tuff it
was hard to do
yet *poof*
went the stuff
and the love
became all
a brew

care for....
a cup fulla?

.

fine brim on the prime time of tea
pour as an ocean
to rain as the see
and super is the bet
where yet it’s to be

.

Chewy…
I believe it’s the anna can dood
little known apples in the pudding
while food for thought
forgot not about
the corn dogs tar
way simple mind
melds fine with as cute
a cat as you
the hatter might be mad
but at last… the tat has too

.

I favor the grin ;)
Whata kin you cat
who have the count
of a woman’s tat
specific is an
apple, Jacks
as a fiddle
fulla love
said
act!

.

act 2 act
tats to wein
think gin
is as fine
as the mean
and every rat
backs a five,
star cat
if a sirius dog
is a wearin’ my skin
she said hi
… so the jacked sun
could grin ;)

.

"... hear is
the cup fulla ..."

lite

through
blindfolds
of my mind
I wander aimless
yet hope to find
a pair of dice
thrown through time
itself and of the hands
who held a dare
the roll was twice
while here and there

a.firmITive
"... the 'god' part, tickles..."

'bud'

" are you on high, Q ? "
volumes ...