An Ordered Sense Of Repetition.

Do We?

Who Wants To Live


In A World Of


Endless Fiction?

Dreaming At The Edge Of the World...

The Wind Speaks &

Rustles The Lips 


Of The Leaves.

Arms Outstretched, The Wind In Her Hair...

walking through fields of grain


the woman in that golden tide


knows more than any of us 


could ever hope to know.

When Right Makes Might.

The Essential Problem

Holding on to the wind 


does nothing but leave


one with an empty hand.

When the Flames Consume Us...

even the closest bonds 


can be reduced to 


a smoldering pile of ash.

C & E

there is the matter of cause and effect
in relation to the past and present.
the present is a pair of blinders
strapped to our heads obscuring 
the view of what is to come.
when the past is viewed in light 
of the present the blinders come 
off rarely but do offer a modicum
of understanding not always attained
in the present.

Antagonist

No one likes to think
they're playing the bad guy.
It happens without you
realizing it. Even if you had
the foresight you would be
reluctant to change,
you would still think
that you were in the right.

The Failure of a Seamstress

Wretched seams,


the stitching cannot hold.




Edges fray,

the garment falls apart.

walls

Walls crumbling and rising,
it's a steady part of this
world.

Cutting Fruit

Once you cut a piece of fruit in half

or any other number of numeric

combinations there can only

be one outcome for it.

Sleep Machine

sounds drift endlessly through the late night air
as easily as thoughts wafting from one synapse
to the next. a voice singing words that are lost
in present vagaries of the mind. notes are plucked
out one by one as the room echoes with their
sound how wonderfully we dream when we
deign ourselves ready to experience such
things.

Brief Freewrite

If you allow your thoughts to roam freely across
the screen it becomes easy to dismiss them as no
thing more than the passing fancy of a tired and
restless mind if you decide that they are more va
luable than such you may realize that the overw
helming amount of thought occurs in the spont
aneity of the moment moments that cannot be e
asily predicted or explained the hands find their
place alongside the grey seat of power that rests
firmly ensconced in the seat of intellectual power
of primitive apes with high functioning levels
of cerebral firepower it is best to stop with any
pretense to logic and reason and just let the han
ds find their way to the keys that best suit their
need for expression at the moment of mental
immediacy the river flows forwards and for it
to do the contrary would represent a complete
and utter failure of the world and of its existing
constructs of organization and so called reason.

The Limitations Of.

Beauty can only lose it's power

over the cognitive faculties

when reason appears and

reasserts its place.

Eternal Truth

Beauty


easily enslaves


the thoughts


and actions


of man.

Reptilian

I wore my new skin out in the rain
as I walked through the empty sidewalks.
Cars drove by
with their headlights coloring
the wet pavement like
Van Gogh.
My hair soaked up droplets
as my skin
began to crease
and break like wet paper.
It didn't hurt
so I began to
peel it off in bits
and sheets.
Shedding like a bipedal
snake I walked naked
through the streets
with the kind of freedom
you will never know.

a counterintuitive feline sense

Make the same mistakes


over and over again.


The outcome has to be


different eventually, right?


Doesn't it?


Doesn't it?

threadbare

We can no longer wear the old clothes

we wore when we first met.

Too much time has passed. 

The cloth has grown threadbare

and frayed.

We mark time in very strange ways.

We could try and wear them 

once more for the sake of 

nostalgia but in the end

we can only be 

as real to ourselves 

as we allow ourselves to be.

The Future of Cartography 


is in the Mapping of Both 


the Inner & Outer Landscapes.

Try Again

try a little harder

try a little harder

it's just a bit more

but not by much

try a little harder

try a little harder

it's just a bit more

but not by much

Inevitable End / Inevitable Beginning

When everything is consumed by the sun

in the billions of years that have yet to come

there will only be ashes and hot scorched

rock. Even they will give way to nothingness

as it supernovas and all traces of our existence

is wiped clean. The matter of our world will

follow the same basic rule that all matter

follows. So it will be that we shall find new

existence in different forms.

Between joy and emptiness

the landscape is gray

as it should be.

____

BATTLE

There is

a FURY

RAGING

for

spiritual

supremacy.

Charmer

This

Disarming Charm

will get you

far.

Sequence

trading words

across empty space

we fill it

gradually.

Quiero ver


la manera


en que naturalmente


estas.

Bliss

Sitting at the bar


drinking


shots and brews,


there is little


the outside world


can do to


bother you.

Strange Fates
________
Do the alignments of the
planets influence us?

What Remains After The Rain?

divine submission to 
eternal vibrations.

patience
what a
dull virt
ue to be 
a practi
cioner of.

Memories wrapped in tears and fears

as we remember the passage of these

years.

What has been has given way to what

has changed. Shadow of lessons writ

in blood.

When I got to the end
I realized that the only
place I could go was
back again.

Our strength comes both from 
within and outside of ourselves.
When surrounded by the right
people we can draw strength
from those closest to us.

How I Am Starting This Morning

I'm awake and alive. What more could any of us ask for at the start of any day? The blurring of the line between what we need and what we want is probably one of the leading causes of unhappiness in the modern world. I am by no means perfect but I recognize that I still have the chance to make my life better as we all do.I will not define my life by my possessions but rather by the experiences I have had & those people that enrich my life.This is how I decided to start my day. I hope you do too.

A Sin Free Life

I tried to lead a sin free life

the way I had been taught

in school and church by my

teachers and the priests but

I just strayed as I changed

as I lived, experienced and

questioned. I don't worry

too much about it these

days. It could be heresy,

but if there is a God, I

think he could be more

forgiving and under

standing than we could

ever imagine. And if

there isn't, well....

WHAT

EVERYONE IS AFRAID OF


WHAT


EVERYONE IS NOT SURE OF


WHAT


EVERYONE IS AFRAID OF


WHAT


EVERYONE IS NOT SURE OF

Lineage

What is this idea of blood

and lineage that is so sacred?

As a species

it is something we have

fought and died for

in order to preserve

it's continuity

and honor.

My view is changing

as the scenery

moves before me.

Rolando Mena

They say we look alike,

at least that's what they told me

the last time I visited.

I didn't see the resemblance.

You had a much better mustache

than I could ever hope to sport.

It was some time later that

I began to see the truth

of their words.

I saw it in the way your

gray hair slicked back

at the end of your forehead.

I saw it in our eyes,

In the stubbornness we harbor

justly or unjustly.

Beyond that

I began to hear it in your words.

The way joy and hard fought

understanding knew their place

alongside each other.

We're not so different.

I've heard that things have

gotten worse.

I can only hope

we find ourselves

together once more

in our  home

there in the town

of our ancestors,

an ancient blood

that runs deep through

the jungle.

Come cut me open and

find a heart still beating

in this chest.

Separating One Ambition From Another

I hope you know who Icarus was

and his place in mythology?

Wait,

was that Greek or Roman?

I suppose it doesn't matter

too much as long as we have an

understanding

on who he was.

Is that important?

It is in order to establish

an intellectual common

ground

that we will build off of.

Perhaps we could talk about

the island of Minos

and that one mythic creature....

.....

oh yes....

the minotaur.

I don't think these references are

obscure enough.

The image may be a bit

too clear,

the wordplay a bit too

simplistic if

rarely even present.

Let's pause here.

The weather is gorgeous

outside.

I hear they are having a

barbecue at their new house.

I'm sure there'll be plenty

to drink.

A Selective Process

Never be haphazard when

choosing your words.

Find the best possible order

for them before you

speak or write.


It may seem like

an extra bit of effort but

it will be worth it

when you are able to look

back and see a rational

order and clarity

expressing the intended

meaning.

St. Vincent

Have I


fallen in 

Love

with the voice


of a woman


I have never met?

These are not the names we had 


from when we've known each 


other before.

in the time of our passing

How

beautiful you are

yet

how easy it is

to forget you.

your situation at hand

make the right choice dear.

the answer couldn't be more

obvious than if it were

lying next to you in bed

snoring so loudly

that you woke into a fit.

The spirit wanes as

those of ill intent

gather their forces

against the heaven

sent.

dumb and numb my son

Our child sits

between us.


Born a mute,

wishing he could

say the very thing

we wish we could

to each other


if only we had the

courage.

Take My Hand Please

I am not afraid

to lead you by the hand.

Take it.

Trust me.

The heart can do anything

but lie about its intentions.

Advice

You must realize that sometimes the words find you when you need them the most. No sooner and no less than this. When they do, don't be afraid to let them lead you. When you arrive to the intended destination you'll see that that is where you have always needed to be.

Give It A Decade Or So

We are mere facsimiles 


of the us 


we once hoped


ourselves to be.

As They Come

they come easier when

spaced together more closely

than at other times.

sometimes they seem as one

when in fact

they are many,

all clamoring for attention

like puppies feeding

from their tired mother.

Eternities Removed

I can't forget my hand

running against the back of your neck

as you let go of a small sigh.

There it went.

Bye

Bye

Bye.

I S H A T T E R LIKE 




BONES IN A F I S T




BASHED AGAINST 




B     R     I     C     K

Lengua De Plata

Silver tongue 


So sweet


Won't you send me to sleep?

I cry when I see the hollowness of your eyes.

Amber

Ancient Amber

reflecting the sun's rays

in the afternoon light.


Ancient Ant

forever frozen

in an endless moment.


The sap became the tomb.

what has been sold

Dispel the delusion you've been sold.

There is nothing romantic about a drunkard.

There is nothing noble about suffering.

There is nothing glamorous about a slow decay.

On A Turning Point

I found my thoughts bound by
the restraints I kept pouring in.

I've made myself make due
without that needful crutch

that's kept me comforted those
nights alone, angry and scared.

Is this the change I've needed?
The first of many I presume.

I am as strong as can be with
the inner problems of the out

side world but dare not look
into the mirror of the self.

How, oh how to close the gap
between thought and deed.

How, oh how to feed spirit
and earthly need.

Stop staring at the answer.