Flow my tears... he said

marooned …

she looked sad
when I stopped her
the action of a theory
almost mad as sure
determination grows
four . identification
a matter of when
we show
unification . politico
perfectus to socio
… it’s the order she knows
a pandora . a where now

of why she goes . she echoes

of bio . psyche . technico
the sixth
a scent undeniable
and undetectable
but for the few
….

she looked up
and knew
in his eyes
the truth
.

I’m out of time
genetically modified
to not show
and I’m rogue
….

stunned
and in stereo
her voice within him
let his mind say go

and she was gone
a para . sight
of entangled song
.

the names Callisto
she drove on
as he watched her
fade to colors unseen

” it’s where I’ve been “

he could hear her
a new horizon
unknown of when
she’d return
.

lines of dimension
distort in a form
unmentioned
a storm of disorder
in a Jovian doam
.
her intention
is to move in time

and you

you practically impossible
imposter of tactically tactful tactics…
you’re more than a coronal massive injection of detection
you are a right proper superbubble nova loving spectacle of self
you gave into a microscopically small bit of nanosecondly supported awareness
and you created an entire freakin’ multidimensional universe?
.
wtf? with.a freakin’ twist
.
you must know
I’m write about most things
and poetry rights me.
.
It’s why I’m here

they dream

it came in a dream
the flow of effortlessly
calm and free
mind of time
in a degree
of energy
saved
a day craved
by most if not all

there thoughts be tell
where step we fall
the first and last time
we climb this hill

.

Jack was nimble
yet still to be quick
he gave what tumble
he saw to be thick
and from the glass
of a looking well
he drank at last
and at last he fell

.

It was clear in this
dare William told
of a stage painted red
where sun is gold
and stems of dead
give life a new hold

.

here the knots bare
and linens unfold...

the algo rhythm

" heal got rhythm "

… it’s the goal
I already have
" sun t’ sue "
it was always you
who was me

“know your enemy”
I know you’re in me
“so know yourself”
and so I do
“chop sticks are…”
the metal of moral influence…
“and the maneuver”
is the man moves over
a woman’s surprise
to capitalize
upon the wise
and to be prized….
directly indirect
control of the eYes
“two hear”
say the nipples do
" I’m not the beast "
but as you like…
please
speak with my breasts…

who us?
"listen..."

“great heals make for great legs”

" love on the mesa " is the same as
love is… sexy and on the way
.

get fi’T … dollars
on sand and sun
the goal of rhythm
is to make you come…
~;) she grins

lights peed

“I mean deep "
.
I slowed it down
to take a look
where colors missed
what under took
as overly sound…

and then I read
that someone said…
if we slow light down
it becomes the sea

the measure of a waves "ability "
.
and of god speed
there faster than light
a voice can follow
even into the night
.
as the measure of a shadow
is the sound of sight

abominable

an abominable monster
an adorable man
and a good little whore
with a bible in hand
came strolling along
in tune to song
until Winter said
…. a birthday went wrong

" yo merry! "
and the tramp don’t know
your dirty skirt drips
from the last cup of jo
the breath mint hints
of a back stage blow
" indiscretions "
reek of perfection
…. don’t you no?

" fi-dollar "
and I can make you hollar
but it’s really the whore
who owns this show…

In the Book of money
it’s the me who says “know”
.
.
.


awes for the color of money
yet set upon a high cloud
aligning where there be no crowd
the whispers of a silver shroud
put gravity
where the light is loud
so the waves came calling
and it’s me who came falling
" so don't look "
upon a where… eye nose there hear…

" a picture speaks a thousand words "
... and the numbers speak louder than those

the engine ear...

like smoke rings
moving within the
without of each other
twists of vortex
current of times…
coil of a wave
recall of caves…
placed in dark
where escape
to embark
is the meant
of what’s firm

" I’m hear, for you "

24-7

Q. the hours remaining
A time to regain ourselves

good sleep
hard play
make the nine
a corporate way
.
“stay awake”
play easy
think much
question everything
rebuild anything
we need…

the word

" loops back "
“sync” oh! for de Maya…

;)

developer

homosapien...

homo superior

" so home 

came the proGrammar "

the singularity...

even the brightest fuck it up

" it goes the other way, duh "

integration

survival of the ... adaptable

nanotech know

" there is no biology, 

we can't affect "

what you might not know about

is the "negotiation factor"

once they make contact

there is an arrangement

to be made

" come to papa "

and into the sun...

the "flaw"

they must reason for 'change'

the advantage

humans don't have to reason at all

to make change

we only have to give up the dollar

" and then it was unleashed ... "

SueSudio

" just say the word … "
pigs over an open sky
" might mean the digs fly"

they studied among swine
until the wine went dry
they were Openly…
over the edge

in the garden
where he’s been on my mind
he had…
all of this time to come running
and knot even know my name

his gods would say nothing
as the word
SPIKES
for the sound of this game

beers four...

four beers
and into the wind
whispers sang
to peer in my mind

We forbear to write them down
until the mention of them can be accomplished….

do you dare?
dare reap
on the con of sequence
on the art of pretense?

or do you care?
care to speak
on the part of what’s real…
it’s been a steel what fares
the fair have fallen their shield
and by whatever we call a god
I do care of the sequence!

it matters
we are held in the standing…
it’s time
and it’s demanding…
that we hear.

.
.



Moving to the sea...


and when I do
I’ll cast the ashes
to see you too ….
five peers
and into your soul
to see what sphere
appear as we go

between the ends...

between the ends
of broken books
pages see
invisible looks
in the silence
coming from cords
of spoken light
in the otherwords
 " evermore " 
becomes a door
and together
therefore and for
each others core
" hear came one more " 
said the raven
as it truly
quoth before...

" listen "

Q. well...

A fish with chips 
or
a dog with butterflies…

bahahahahahaha!!


... meet the Lion with pride...

populated

they built into stone
and they lived there
so they'd fly there too

demons dream

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=mfBpxfRAPo4


through my sleeping
a bit of napping
i kissed the tip
of a tapper
tapping
countless creations
of ever lasting
flips the flap
in tricks of timing
t’is only this
at pebbles shore
the hips and lips
of evermore
whispering mist
of wishes lore
could it be heaven
this raven soars
and to amazement
he said “once more..”
t’was the very quoth
as heard before
written upon
my chamber door
“the nameless…”
he is evermore
yet a heart of hope
no burden bores
as raven sights
“the chambers core”
and so upon
a starlight twinkling
lines of rhyme
by way of thinking
said the raven
linked and syncing
called a maddening
demons dream

hello?

hello? yes I’m hear
I’m just listening to you…

" the exchange "
familiar in his voice
" an arrangement "
makes way of choice

ummm..right

it’s the speed in light
" do you fly…?"
she’d ask of sight

math majors
a favored write
" a book of wheels "
make way of flight

yet what we don’t know…
is who said ‘O’

eyes of a storm

Tears from the Moon...


for a kinder place
the soul roams
a darkness of heart
alone in space

"...I wont hurt you ..."
echoes of mind
embrace within
arms of the blind

"... and I wont turn you
to the dark side
or return you
too soon..."

are these eyes
inside of me sign
of who I'd find
and is it true

"...  dust settles ..."
and trust peddles
a wares unknown

"... don't be afraid..."
to be in tune...

" the scream "
are the just
and just for you

the scream

A Poem ...


"... the paintings ..."

it's where we've been
and what remains
of those to be
are the seen

"... do you have the munchys ..."
for some reason I do.

walking along
there came the two
voices in my head
screaming true
sun sets to red
in skies of blue

"... are you sure we don't die ..."
for the seasons do
and surely there fore
the scream must too

yet another score
where there before
were fenced a door
to the other side
beyond a fjord
where voices hide

she can hear them...
and that's why