the binders of the lost

This thing

This human

aware,apparently conscious,tactile

Trying to get

Around the box,screw squares and fundementals

Kneeling and looking forward

So here right here, it can be nothing but good

Buried knee deep

Charmed

Peaceful solitude of  exhalation

It happens

Closed orbitals enveloping the ether

A dogs' nose upon your air,so near

Restless

Defeated

Soft hair and  breathless

Now what?

A thought

A piece of cobweb grabbing your eyelash

Dragging you down

A side show

Carnival

Sooooooooooooooooooo

Where does it get to once it becomes  adjacent?

When it gets sideways

The sod turns

Leaves become grass,mushrooms become thoughts,dripping colors in to your ears

Reverberations

The worms eat and call it brunch

It disappears right in front of it

All you want to do is  know

Sands,suns,washing in to  wrecked rebellions

Do kingdoms really count once the throne loses it's king

I want to know

Open doors

broken hinges

Changes in sayings

It is so bright

Could it be rasta

Buddha

God?

As our feet carry us towards our death song

Be sure to sing it proudly,it is yours'

And our souls carry us towards another embrace,laughter

You feel so good against this Terra firma,these wrecked emotions

 The vessel I was given,so biped

Cling tight to what you might lose tomorrow

and love,just love,let it be you

 

The night comes so quickly

You might never see behind

Collapsed and forgoten

Spirits becoming the binders of the lost

so alive it shines

Life is good

Cool and safe in the morning

Umbilical

It blows under our feathers

Right kinda there

There is a warning that comes with the warmth

Idle threats in our ears

 It might  turn  to hurt when you get so close,so get closer

Fire burns

Like knuckles

Digging at your oh yeah

Taking expression and eating at it,carbon based life forms needing oxygen

Worried we might not be here tomorrow

Frail

Wanting

Let it rain against this epidermis,pour,wear it down to perfect,let it rain down

Birth comes out of the hollows

The rainbows,hail storms,tears of the anew,cracks in everything

It causes you to

Try again

become  somewhat gentle

yet maintain identity

Approaching the farewell of knowledge

Craving another

Thinking  of humanity

I do not wish to pray for your sins

There is no such belief

It was a gambled philosophy

Tossed stones and now I stare at you

You saw me though,through stained glass windows of  a crumbling house

Hold me close

True and encompassed

Awash in nothing

But yet

We see together

So perfect that the world denies us

as these keys keep going

The scribes keep babbling of nature and love,lost things in the cupboards but they keep doing so

It is good

This is the secret,the lost tablet

I stare

I stare at you

These eyes hazel and full of lust

It is you

Fingernails dragging  against the wind

Lips setting stones on the course of dust

I become anything as long as it was not 

A curious thing

 A stolen muse

A stolen brother

A stolen hatred placed upon another

Curious

You

YOU

I will never be afraid again

Fear, ha

 

Perhaps it is them who should

cower down.

Spending souls for green faces,

egos washed in blood.

 

One now,

 

The circle has come round.

arms to the east

and heart  to the west

An interwoven matrix of

heart and soul,love,mankind,saftey,life

Staring so alive

So alive it shines

under my skin

Heavy baby, so full of clouds it is swirling

Constellations and sun catching

Soul shine right on top of you

Not familiar with that genre of  music,the notes you moan

Oh yes

Sing

 How they turn me to a silent  inhabitant of your space

Lights dimmed and

I'm reeling 

At a lose with those eyelashes

Covering me,wish it could be denied

I dig the way your hair falls down in to love

So all over the place it makes

It makes me breath needles

Pins to my olfactory,pulling

Screaming senses and touch

It should be uncalled for

Shoots!!

Ladders

Crawling

Right up this spine

Fears  and sun burning out moments

Blinded but

Ohh

Get right under there

Just a little farther

Just one more millimeter

My skin

Your nails

Were you born with a name,stars,silk  in your veins

The smell

Oh my god!

Or just jasmine and  garters

Get right under there

My vocabulary and random  thought processes

You make me speak

Cool like rain,so simply

awe getting

Yeah yeah yeahhhhhh

We sit still  and wonder

you all under the sheets and under my skin

So under my skin

The forest disappears

I almost witness the trees

Broken memories

Closing off the circumference

Bringing every part of it right to

Fresh air

I thank the rotation

These shells

Moving

The entire reason stories are written

And societies are crushed

Separation anxiety and scavenger hunting for that thing  that makes your legs shake

I want to run you through my fingers

Becoming all sensual and primitive

All one

Tranced out and full of steamy air

Clouds swirling

Heavy baby

Morally bankrupt,lost,divine,

It gets me  there

Right under my skin

all the words we should have known

Where you gonna lay your head ,it is leaning towards the horizon,oh blue!! does it hear you?

This heavy fast moving ash deposit makes your neck tired...when it does nothing but demand

So needy

Were you gonna lay the soft parts?Those curves dodging water swept cliffs,The ones you got,constantly avoiding the edge

My head falls in to my hands as we float away,distracted,so many flat panels,empty noise

The ones you actually own,yeah yours'

Yours'

Cause

I feel some of you against me in the blackness

As drips hit the tin roof,sure I notice,it roars against the cellophane of a disposable society

I kinda want to hear

Moaning like daffodils

Confession

It is simple,forward movement

You against the hardest part of my soul

Skin

Ego car washed,buffed polished,and tell me secrets

hips

Sultry forgotten moon,hanging somewhere

Above

I swear I was not looking....

Once that shine you have pulled right in front of this rolling stone,self indulgent

Dreams wash away and the side walk finds its' end

Confined

Until your breath hits my something else

It is getting close

Like all the words we should have known

I am but a boy

But

It seems better to look up

At you underneath me

Where you gonna lay your head

I would put anything here,but there are not words to explain

in colliding moons

If I could I would wish it all away,,

              but for now stretch the atmosphere,across  

a proper black blanket ,        bucket filled pennies  

catch me on the skull

One pin drop

After so many sad faces

racketeering star fuckers 

Cold play Jehovah's 

Bath us in some thing else.

Show,anything

The 260 mile an hour albatross cruising thermals,tips bent to the opposite

If colors bleed to rest

Let me kiss the sky

See,on our own

I don't feel it yet

The slipping of the head

Blossom,it becomes hands in the fiction

Tears dry,often sandy and unbecoming

I go back to black

Torn beds,such sweaty sheets

Jasmin

We only said good bye with words

Closing eyes

Bring unannounced clouds

I would hold you down,

but I am to busy chasing face down

Sand,lost wind oblivion

close your eyes to the howl

You might end up in a Mercedes 

Life is  bleeding art

It became a shadow,one of many

After a thousand hero's faces where torn away

Lost in a book of mythology,crashing burl in to cast plates

Back and forth

Someone bleed

as you placated to the heavens

seeking 

Always seeking

Sun burnt eyes

Dream and die

I get caught up

In colliding moons

Silence

I am sinking

Augmented like a fool named Henry

Spacial perception

Somehow always missing the full abode,

I have seen to many keys to write

chatter and fall off

Blue,always distant rainclouds

fuck you - it's my poetry

Oh,give me a little more under the shade

Keep pushing those baby blues in my direction

Look!!

There are palm trees everywhere

It must be the center of the earth

A rare collection this is

This landing  path

Centered,so centered the Mayans would be  bewildered

full of comics,rats and painters

I don't hear any words though

beyond the flapping of lips

while watching sinking ships

The jibbed  placenta of sperm whales

So many dreams die on these shores

Would you care to throw one in to the well

A wish

as subtle as a song bird kissing nails

kaleidoscope skies

Burnt orange sunsets

Three days late on the mail rail ways

But yet

It gets better

After you wake and wash away yesterdays morning breath

You scrub off the dew

and pass by a few girls named Zion love suffocating in trust funds and a desire to be empty,soul full hippies

Fuck you,it's my poetry 

not for the masses,and lost in the bottom of glasses

Bourbon that is

I mean it, crayola sultry scribes and bruises

Bound by indifference and indecision 

 

It is a lonely lie

the truth

I can breath trough this mask now

Now that I found lost

damn my eyes

I feel I must scream this out

The lodge is missing

The campfire is far in the horizon

It is missed,the heat torn drums

so  falling to the giants raspy breath

 

Interlude.... a wrecked Tuesday

 

Bring your body near

Near to the blue solar

The distant star dust

Look up ,bow down

Lost in a din of tones,so many tossed stones

I dream of home,the glass it is

Who is I

Who is you

Come dream near the distant blue

Our blanket

Flesh and raindrops

I will leave it all behind

To chase the gypsies  over the cosmos

Dirty feeling

Wading pools become diving holes

 

 

The abyss is contradiction

We have very little chance of missing

4 degrees on padded knees

 

 

Damn my eyes...........................................

you own the wind

You own the wind Traversing along ,eyes dusty from the  weight of responsbilities Borrowing the sorrowed oaks will to bend Pushing against the creaking bridges Seeing in between the shadows and the crickets Night illuminates the glimmer in your smile Painting the stars with a vison of amber disaray The fog dances you in becoming the softness For your Soul to swim Touching Retreating Spongy moss pads your feet Going to apparition  You roam through the asylum Tapping out  a redemption song Raking the walls You own the wind Humming  random bars while roaming their halls  Drinking the oversplash of infinities water falls Breast stroking holy springs You rest against A weathered rock Secretly caressing immortal saints Questioning all that  in the end proposes no answer Tooth picked cherub feathers Offer a soft place for you to  lay your thoughts While you whisper into the tormented hearts of chained dogs Wailing for a taste of sun dipped Mondays The backdrop and physiography Sway at your announcement You own the wind

i think this is finished

Heavy baby, so full of clouds it is swirling

Constellations and sun catching

Soul shine right on top of you

Not familiar with that genre of  music,the notes you moan

Oh yes

Sing

 How they turn me to a silent intermission

Lights dimmed and

I'm reeling 

At a lose with those eyelashes

Covering me

I dig the way your hair falls down in to love

So all over the place it makes

It makes me breath needles

Pins to my olfactory

Screaming senses and touch

Shoots!!

Ladders

Crawling

Right up this spine

Fears  and sun burning out moments

Ohh

Get right under there

Just a little farther

My skin

Your nails

Were you born with a name,stars,silk  in your veins

The smell

Oh my god!

Or just jasmine and  garters

Get right under there

My vocabulary and random  thought processes

You make me speak

Cool like rain,so simply

awe getting

Yeah yeah yeahhhhhh

We sit still  and wonder

you all under the sheets and under my skin

So under my skin

The forest disappears

Closing off the circumference

Bringing every part of it right to

Fresh air

I thank the rotation

These shells

Moving

The entire reason stories are written

And kingdoms are crushed

Separation anxiety and scavenger hunting for that thing makes your legs shake

I want to run you through my fingers

Becoming all sensual and primitive

All one

Tranced out and full of steamy air

Clouds swirling

Heavy baby

Morally bankrupt,lost,divine,

It gets me  there

Right under my skin

3/9/12