Wednesday, July 27, 2005

SUICIDE LOVER WHO SAW EVERYTHING

why does the demon suck the best juices
when his empty plate is the full moon

retire with a loved one
which way did we go?

we will always crave the wild unknown
moonlight, forgiveness and the crooked trail

a story, a postcard
song of a fledgling heart in a cradle
we never had

beasts that became one of us
made us die falling free at dusk

graze in that distant dream
of lovers long ago in a shower of leaves all gold

harvest an impossible future
the flowers that will never bloom

lick the chicken bones clean
in the dark blue blood of night

suck up to a chimp
in the name of art

impersonating an innocent imp
walk past the barricades to the sinkholes of secrets

blow up in my face
mute, mutilated and maimed

suicide lover
who saw everything

Monday, July 25, 2005

CLOUDS

HIDDEN ENOUGH
AT THE EDGE OF THE EDGE OF THE EDGE
OF THE MIND
APOCALYPTIC CLOUDS FLOAT
ALWAYS FLEETING
ALWAYS CHANGING
MY PRAYERS IN FLAMES

Sunday, July 24, 2005

TRICKBLOSSOM PROPHET

BLUE PINK HIS CAGE A SKY OF DREAMS HE IS THE UNIVERSE OF SUNSETS
BLINDLY FLYING MAGICWINGS HE BROKE HIS WAY OUT OF HERE COYOTEGOD DANCING
WHEN HE DO KISS GODLIPS WORDHIGH IS TRICKBLOSSOM PROPHET

Saturday, July 23, 2005

thirsty



when being thirsty i was raw
being thirsty artist thirsty thirsty more
something's missing
more is missing
missing
missing
killed
when i'm an artist
and when i'm meat
my words are thirsty
thirsty lips and words
something's something's something's more

Friday, July 22, 2005

TIMEPRIEST

again the air was hot
again the rain was raining
death again I can't believe it
again somewhere a man is laughing
timepriest is in the dark
gift timepriest don't do it for me
timepriest had the words to say it
timepriest looks at everything from a distance
timepriest made it all seem like a joke
timepriest flings poetry at the heavens
timepriest and the devil are dancing together
timepriest's other name was Mr. Wild and Crazy
death me death gift death nothing
solves nothing
nothing
nothing

Monday, July 18, 2005

EYE TO EYE




EYE TO EYE
INSIDE DRUMBLOOD
BATTLEFIELDS OF REALITIES

Sunday, July 17, 2005

BUDDHA BLUEHEART

IT'S ALL A WAKING DREAM
BUDDHA BLUEHEART
NOWHERE TO DUST

Monday, July 11, 2005

Blues of a Different Color

I'VE GOT THE BLUES OF A DIFFERENT COLOR
THE BLUES OF THE SANDS OF TIME FLOWING SLOWLY
MR. SALMON SWIMMING UPSTREAM
I'VE GOT THE BLUES OF A DIFFERENT COLOR

THE BLUES OF THE STRANGE GRACE OF BEING
THE BLUES OF HUNGRY DREAMS FLYING ACROSS THE SKY
THE BLUES OF A THOUSAND GRASPING TENTACLES OF LIGHT
THE BLUES OF THE FRAGMENTS OF EVERYTHING UNKNOWN

I'VE GOT THE BLUES OF A DIFFERENT COLOR
THE BLUES OF ARTICULATE DISTANCES AND BLACK STARS
TREE LEVEL SKY EYE ANGEL CRIES
I'VE GOT THE BLUES OF A DIFFERENT COLOR

THE BLUES OF LITTLE THUNDER MUCH RAIN
THE BLUES OF MY JUICES OVERFLOWING
THE BLUES OF THE VIEWS FROM THE OTHER SIDE
THE BLUES OF THE PALE POSSIBILITIES OF WORDS

I'VE GOT THE BLUES OF A DIFFERENT COLOR
THE BLUES OF THE HIGH PRESSURE MIND WASH CYCLE
THE APOCALYPTIC INTROJECTED JUJU MIRACLE
I'VE GOT THE BLUES OF A DIFFERENT COLOR

THE BLUES OF NOT JUST ANY OLD WORD WILL DO
THE BLUES OF REVELATIONS AND ILLUMINATIONS
THE BLUES OF DEATH-DEFYING CLARIFICATIONS
THE BLUES OF HAZY HOPES

I'VE GOT THE BLUES OF A DIFFERENT COLOR

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Nothing Failing

SKY AROUND A
CIRCLE OF BLUE
AROUND A SPACE
OF BIG BRIGHT
SKY AROUND A
SUN SET HORIZON
SHINING AROUND
A FLYING SPACE
SOMEHOW IN THE
BLEND OF LIGHT
CRACKED OUT
WRAPPED READY
A MOTH BURNING
A DEEP UNFURLING
NOTHING FAILING

Thursday, July 07, 2005

THE BECOMING COMING

MUSHROOM HEADS BLOOM
A PART OF OURSELVES
QUITE SUDDENLY, UNEXPECTEDLY,
WITH THEIR OWN TWISTED KIND OF CLARITY

BEHOLD THE TRANCE!
WAVES
WE WALK THROUGH
WITH WONDERMENT

LITTLE TICKLE DOLL
WHAT WAITS FOR US
ON THE OTHER SIDE?

IS THE REAL BECOMING
COMING?
SHOULD I FLY
LIKE POLLEN IN THE SKY?

DID I GO THERE?
THE STRANGE SPACE ON THE HIGH MESA PLACE
DID I HEAR THE WHISPER
UNDER THE RINGING BELL?

CAN THE DEER OUT RUN THE HOUND?
DOES A WELL WORN HEART
DEFINE THE UNIVERSE?

INVEST IN A HEAVEN
A DIAL A PROFIT
ROCKETS RED GLARE
BLOODY MESSIAH
A TOURNAMENT OF THE FOREVER

I CLOUD CLOWN
MY EXTREME FEELINGS
BEHOLD MY DANCE FEVER
ACCEPTANCE SPEECH
TO A LOVED ONE
IN THE SEWER OF HEAVING BUSTS

BELLY LARD LAP
HIDDEN BEHIND A CURTAIN
OF HEAVING LUST
STICKY LIPS AND HIPS
REPRESSED PSYCHE
COSMIC DUST

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

A MAN

A MAN CLOTHED IN WHITE
SITTING ON A THRONE OF CRYSTAL
DREAMING OF BIRDS
OF UNBORN BIRDS


HE WAS A MAN
ONLY A MAN

HE SAW DEATH
HITCHING HIKING BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD

AN ALTAR OF STARVING DOGS

AN ANGEL OF FIRE DESCENDING FROM THE WEST

GREAT DAYS OF WRATH
OF MONEY MURDER MADNESS

POLITICAL MANEUVERINGS
VOICES EARTHQUAKES THUNDERINGS

HE SAID
I CAME ALL THIS WAY
I AM HUNGRY FOR A SWEET LOTUS THOUGHT

HE SAID
I CAME ALL THIS WAY
STARFALL GRACE WILL DELIVER ME FROM THIS DOOMSDAY OF THE HEART

HE SAID
I CAME ALL THIS WAY
LOOKING FOR A PROPHET AMONG THE CACTUS FOUND ANOTHER MAGIC

HE SAID
I CAME ALL THIS WAY
THE TIDE WILL TURN THE WIND WILL BLOW

HE SAID
I CAME ALL THIS WAY
LEFT TO COPE WITH A BAG OF WHACKY RIDDLES

A MAN CLOTHED IN WHITE
SITTING ON A THRONE OF CRYSTAL
DREAMING OF BIRDS
OF UNBORN BIRDS

HE WAS A MAN
ONLY A MAN

FAITHFUL AND TRUE
BURNT OPEN EYES
PEEKING STRAIGHT THROUGH

Friday, July 01, 2005

wilderness

we are extremely sorry but
watching clouds float across the summer sky is hardly a waste of time
slow beautiful with grace and hunger
hurricane thoughts in the dark
where impermanence and decay surround all of us
all moments are really infinity
a long way here with water and food
follow me here to life in my eyes 115 degrees in the shade
as if you could take a picture of it
i'm gonna stay on a graceful wave
hard to believe in the trap of dogma
prime dance out to compete with silence
the suguaro cactus and i are eating each other
when you go home it's all gone
late at night scars staring at the floor
like dogs barking without bodies
terribly tortured records not kept
it happens it never happened stories
are not good for a wilderness that hurts
play with pain and the music of agony
waste is a slow monster
we regret to say it's lonely
but take a look at it yourself
oh yes
it's difficult to tell where one thing ends and another begins
all light is inside