6.30.2004

there's still the world, still the harsh,
the brash, the offensive.. still on the prowl
holding steady, swaying gently with the pensive
scowl come strangers
dreaming
she sees through to the me behind the masks
I've placed in the way, they are like glass
to her moments memorized stretched thin
darker currents hidden, tug weary skin to thicken,
content within this vision

but still:
she's the missing piece

everything is better now
this is the poem I sought:

TWITTERPATED - HA!


you know nothing! you've found nothing, you are nothing & you're going NOWHERE!
I'm talking about

TWISTERPATED

which is a much more powerful monkey,
a big-ass sumbitch w/ a whole slew of them one things,
um... shit.

no muse
none @ all

pure vile lack o' muse

not amused
@ lack of muse
not
that
thats
NEWS
or anything.

but if it were
then you'd know
I'd been in the market
for a muse
for a while

NOW.

here you see, I've found nothing in the middle of nowhere.
ai'nt getting much clearer than that
@ presenting that particular
secret of the universe anywho...

TWISTERPATION!



if this was

no, not is
was,
then if we
or shall
or would

could these be

more than if
like as it
or is it
or was

so what was

is if
then it
then how
or shall


I WONDER
(oh)
SO MUCH IT HURTS.


___________________________________________
twisterpated - when yr so confluggled that
even yr frazzlegation has cruxy symptoms.
(see above example)
twisterpated.
(spoken like it sounds)
a lost poem, re-awoken



6.29.2004

chinese fortune cookie true love is like ghosts which many have talked about but few have seen (found on my altar this early summer morning)

+the tree and the crossroads
poetry from the passing..... these
are older, words turned yellow brown on the pages
with age, stained with coffee rings
back and forth we brap for hours
morphoxoxogenetic she's symmetry
where I'd forgotten the edges
were left unintended... newezmeowz!
we don't so much meet as remember
you I do
from before we planned this, our secret
fascinare
together gather our fragile bundles, share shards
complete
puzzles.

6.24.2004

Kansan, Uninveterated!

Rememeber?
>by now you should
>have left altaready


6.22.2004

neveryou mind

bout the Hinkleys or Captain James Yee
there's thoughtwar there, but not me, I want
meaning tranquil, and while strung out between
what should be
            for what never was then
maybe, there'd be a sense of perspective:

a tragic, neon encrusted catwalk trolled out,
festooned with ribbons for sacraments befitting
ray charles the gipper, clad sternly in oak
and cherry to be trundled down flag walk

it's always three a.m. you know janis said
            "all the same fucking day
man" I want news from the universe next door

to taste a world where the big bad booboo's 9/12
or 10/13 "I made this" thanks chris, you pissed off
with the memory, left the collective holding the baffling


6.08.2004

supposed to be

holding them, cradled
tenative... keep lambs so
they can grow, wool shorn
frozen, you know
and we are supper
eaten and worn by god