AND WEEPING WAVE

AND THE FISH WAS HUMBLE

WHEN PLAYING

THE WAVE

WEEPING FISHER(WO)MAN

AND THE CAUGHT FISH
BY A RESTLESS FISHER(WO)MAN
WHO IS WEEPING AGAIN

TIME IN PERMANENT PENDING

To Begin
Is Not To Begin.
We were there before we were there
Across the wall
They were there
Before they were there
The more carrying the bells
The more bells shattering the time,
And the more we were there
The more
The wall
Accented the unseen.
So when was the last time you said
On the dusty road of the moon:
You were gone before actually
You were gone
If gone is the notion of time
And we will be there
Before
We will be there.
.....

POSTCARD FROM RED BARN

Boxes gold sealed
Under pine tree
Barn on fire
In the highway
Sky is rose
Nightingales silent
On the wall.

xmas,on the road to chalottesville

POSTCARD IN LIVING LAVENDER

max ernst's approaching puberty

ALL THERE IS
IS A RED WRIST BAND
IN BARS AND BLOODY MARY.
To score a rainbow
I leave the door open
Behind me
For an unexpected fool
To crawl in .
An empty floor
With dimmed lights
To dance with shadows.
Shadows
In silence
And living lavender
In collage of
Living lavender.
AND THE BANNED BAND

GABO:VAGABOND NOUVEAU

Celebrated and towering
In the province of mind
Now wandering beyond the borders
Starving of words
Words slinging desire
Lost in dusty roads
Would not walk down
A dark alley
Twisted tongue
Stuttering
Dried up in hagography
With fire on water.
It was a thriving bazaar,or
Bazaar,it might have been
Behind closed walls
And futuristic storm
Soaring sublime
Compiling your walk.
Poet!
It is a waste
To disarm
The singing arm.
He wanteed a universal stage
but only got cafe unique
Here and there.
Poet!
Sing along
The soaring song in you
Let the cloud and the fog pass
Let the passage
-Sturdy and heavy-
Pass.

MIRRORMAZE IN FOG

It is all mirrors
Falling in the land of mirrors
It is windchiill below vision
It is oblivion
Binding with oblivion
And still vivid
Even in sheer silence.
A promise is a promise
Even if absurd
With words