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smile bright 

god is sunshine

melting laughter

out the gutter 

something right 

weak hands 

kisses, hugs

keeping straight faced

getting high 

rolling circles 

round my cuboid 

you’re not a big drinker 

and I get so serious 

don’t know what time it was 

lookin’ so perfect 

high hopes

though there’s fire 

burning in the distance 

forever after 

doesn’t exist 

groovy 

baby spin it 

forget 

like the first time 

like the last time 

right now 

right now we got sunshine 

god is light reflecting

off your eyes 

Heartbeats

slippin’
I’ll just keep on
stay with this
ice snow drifts
wheels runnin’ in the dirt
want me to fix it
I’m tired, a kitten
alternating realities, this
psychosomatic whirlwind
it’s feeding
the lights could be dimmer
draining,
succulence
plant ginger, plant garlic
perhaps it could grow
in the frigid window
really
just focus, breathing
avocado stay moist
one day, just maybe
you’ll become a tree
our thoughts turn
to words
symbols, reality
sewing seeds
when we talk about
escapades, reveries
little curlicues of stories
open to windows
to worlds
thank you for sharing
music with me
your soul
your laughter
have a nip
a taste of that
sweet nectar
with me

Plaestasione

money grow hard
cold and straight
hard eyed
thick doobie to your lips
green buds like hey
good morning
terpenes
drip while I make
another bacon and egg sandwich and
good morning
silk flowing from my nostrils
mountain martian station
mind wanders to children
of the corn and shining
Jack-like eyes streaming through
slammed in jaded doorways
perception is stalks I
grow alone and bold
strong and full of colour
no shame, no promise
when you can’t allow the sight
of hot eyes or hear sighs
groping yelps while I hold my thighs
I tossed my wallet like my self
my esteem was the only thing
that didn’t make me animal
if you think this is treason
I’ll throw up my thumb
a Kerouac white flag a
sigh you won’t hear
I’m just a messenger
life’s still a bitch
no matter how pretty
you might think her face is

Torched

let me play through you

this swirling body’s

awful nice, let’s stretch

so good

electric currents drifting out

my fingertips your toes

curling them around

metamorph to animal shapes

we can be so many things

a tree

camel

tortoise feels so mm

down that spine

let me read through you

words they dance like butterflies

let me taste a strawberry

through your lips

this sensation it’s

exploding symphonies I’m shaking

with adrenaline

let’s ride this out as long as we can

at least until the sun has set

I promise I’ll try not to creep you out

too much with the way the

bugs look and flitter against

your skin, ours, for now

for just this instant

let’s dance

let’s use this fascinating instrument

for so long you know I’ve been stuck

in this static body this green stem

prickling outwards distracting attractors

until baby I found you

let me remind you how beautiful

it is to just sit, look out, watch it all dance around

so nice to play with you

these dynamic vibrations that make us

swerve these beats these rhythms

let me show you what we can do with them

the sun, that’s where this life

force comes from within

it’s a connection

do you feel it now

sprouting out let’s take off clothes

sprawling naked crawling

light filaments into my skin

ignite the patterns, frequencies

we find home in one another

you’ve allowed it

just this dance

for today we can share souls

plants and animals

a sacred duo

if I do say so myself

let’s see those plans, your dreams

your goals, my you really do

have an interesting soul

look at all the pretty colours

within they’re dancing

we’re twirling

you’re such a vessel

watch them drift into the wind

aspirations we have them

look at what we do

look at how your fingers move

a writing soul

a soul that’s writing words

it’s brilliant this dance

 

 

 

 

Dubium Sunshine

I try to hide the things I don’t want to see.
And if my mind goes crazy I will follow your lead.

The doctor’s knife
is mighty sharp
dipping into parts
of me,
Don’t cry ’cause
if you do,
I will too,
and that’s not going to
do either of us any good
now will it, sweetie?

And it’s funny how,
it’s so much easier
behind a screen
to have these talks
the words,
they come out clean,
we have time to refine
our thoughts and feelings
and thank god
we don’t have to deal
with facial expressions
or an awkward silence
in between

So she emailed me,
the time and day
when I’d show up
forgetting slippers and strip
down to my underwear,
using that knitted sweater
I look pretty in
as a comfort blanket,
and it’s been a long time
since I’ve had an Ativan
so that’s really nice
and using the baby IV,
that’s really sweet

Let the medicine
trickle into me gently,
I’ve spent enough time
thinking anything less
could actually hurt me
I shudder at that
creeping feeling
of needing,
how it found its way out
like a worm

The desire
to be caressed or
kissed on the neck,
I’m kind of glad that
He never got to feel
me wrap my toes
around his Achilles’ heel
it would have hurt,
to feel someone hate that

So now I can focus,
on the matter at hand
this process must be
done in solitude these
altercations of the heart
the slicing of that
which doesn’t serve me
petty liaisons are
the least of my worries,
And I’m glad,
when they put on the gas mask
and I’m happy,
to cut out another piece
’cause who needed it anyway

It’s just blood tithings, babe.

So thanks for sending this over
let me just fax a response
after I’ve cleared my head
I’ll just email you my blood work
and my heart scans,
print out a prescription
for opiates and yes,
I’ll be careful with them,
they are damn nice for that pang
though I’ll have to admit

And I’ll try to
forgive myself for all the
“I should have knowns,”
while I’m lying in bed
replaying scenarios, like
cheeseburgers on Valentines
sure I’ll be okay, even though
I have this nasty tendency
to faint you know
but off I go with no breakfast,
stay in bed and sleep,
and I know I repeat myself
when I drink too much it’s
like an anxious tick

The impending doom
of a knife, reminds me
that these organs are not
to be toyed with,
real heartache is not
something I need to deal with,
outside of the contraption
that’s been sliding around
inside of me, trying to
gather information
about the algorithms
of my heart beat,
and I really don’t need to
distract myself with these
haphazard romantic antics,
these fake pirouettes
I’ve been trying to dance, just to
impress nobody

So for now, I’ll allow
the scars and mistakes
They’ve made me who I am
even now while I’m
drifting out of consciousness,
I know that all of this it
happens for a reason,
So thanks for holding my hand up
to the scary part and letting me
deal with this on my own

Crazy I will follow your lead.

Better than sex.

hippie-girl-dancing

I’m in love.

With the rush I get deep down in my gut when I hear that tune and the goosebumps flicker up my arms. Feelin’ all the itty bitty hairs get tingly at the nape of my neck. And when the sun decides to peek out behind grey clouds, the day takes a total turnaround.

The feelings that come from inside.

After breaking a sweat and it’s dripping down the side of my ribs and onto my back. The cool wind sweeping the heat off the top my head. Smelling salt in the air from all the bodies around me. All swaying to their own particular groove. Oh the moves.

The rush that beats within.

The grass under my feet, feeling the earth’s primal beat. Flowing up my legs and into my skull and dispersing all around me. To be a kid again. To let myself play and twist and contort my body in whatever way I find sweet.

It helps me forget.
All the little pieces of things I’ve clung to.
Swing ’em off baby. Fuck it.