Monday, August 29, 2005

NO HANDS ON THE WHEEL


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DROOLFOOLINTHEGARDENDANGEROUSWATCHOUTFORHIMINYOURDREAMS
SOULSHITTALKERFLOWSREPENTANCEANDPERVERSIONINPHONEYBALONEYCOUNTRY

TODEVOURYOUISTHEMISSION
FUCKFIREANDBRIMSTONEHOLYHELLRAISER

SHITMEOUTHOLYONE
NOHANDSONTHEWHEEL

PLAYWITHMEINTHEDARKALONE
SAVEMYSELFWITHSTRANGEDARGERBEAUTY

TEASETHERESURRECTIONRIGHTOUTOFTHELITTLEBAG
SMELLTHESUNSHINEWRITEMYSELF

HISFOOTSTEPSDONOTSCAREMEANYMORE
INTHISWEIRDSLAUGHTERHOUSEOFTHEHEART

HEWENTEXTINCTTRYINGTOLOVEAMOUNTAINBEYOND
SKYFUCKEDANDOUTRAGEDINHISHAPHAZARDIMPROVISATIONS.




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Friday, August 26, 2005

LAST EVERYTHING

i go up the mountains
that will
last forever in the history of my heart.

i go over the stone
that is dying by the hour.

i pause and breathe.

the mountain holds a seed
for something else.

i overdream the mountains
into the sky inside my head.

i disappear without precise form
there somewhere.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Laser Light Buddhas

It has been the time for laser light Buddhas
and for the wild dogs howling.

When I am bored
and look out my window

I project myself on the rocks
as a crucifix burning at midnight.

The stupid little devils destroy the sacred works
like little chickens with their heads cut off.

Oh little fish that poops
in it's own fishbowl
you swallow my sizzlevoice
or so you think.

Blessed are the white trash
that bathes in virgin waters with toxic soap
You violent Roses and damn Fools
The Dead would like a fucking word with you!



I forgive you......my son of a bitch mongrel
but I refuse to cooperate.

Stick it in my eye tourist guild mama
immaculate neon Happy Hour
Great People mindlessly manipulated
by computers.


Haunt the closest loving hearts

the roar of machines in your ears

pollute your river of authenticity

beneath the pink drunk moon

and your man-made complications

Don't forget your next checkup

It's not the real thing

the earth splits

space unfragments
songs wave to stars

They honeymoon at my retreat

Got a long history......google me
with your fingerless bomb squad hands.

it's not all clean, baby

Thursday, August 11, 2005

MAZES

deep blue soul wants to stretch
toward angelic revelation

begin to see with inner eye
you could be wrong even upside down
here or there as you purify

the sky has your dream
like a gull
like your story to tell

staring at the sun
a whole religion
the light on the lilacs

a paradise upon awakening
the egg of things to come
a dangerous place to be

child of desire
lust being into bliss
unable to believe

a necessary door
flies open
no place to hide

voices wake a busy spin
funny mazes deep within
questions flying faster farther

unleash yourself
flower born of holy stars
to golden blaze beyond the sky

the idea is to reinvent a
humansong of hungry passions
rising flames of radiation

Saturday, August 06, 2005

I DARE YA, ADJUSTED LIKE THE SKY SEEMS BLUE TO ME BUT I CAN'T BE SURE


The next time some dangerous poem will make the world by burning love.


To act is to be one with the infinite defeats of my life.


Shivering shoulders dismantle the body within the body.


The light heals joints and gently lifts my arms.


On one level ain't no time to watch my back but on another level gotsta find the real enemy.


I got no trouble now that I dared step out of the world with love.


With Intelligent Design I was left free to pursue my overdue desires.


Just don't make Mr. Bunface touch me the way the way I have a pain in my chest.


Try to teach me about God but that's impossible, instead read poems, watch cows.


Science is about the diarrhea of an open mind and nothing about the old man gathering mushrooms in the woods.


I can scare ya with my metal mental claws if ya want to surprise yourself.