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Fallilngasrising Stink of selfishness Noseblow in TP
on rollercoaster of now infabric ofmycellsuit thenfolding wipingwithit.
as transform's wildride. &thatsuit itching. Snot'sobad atall.
Leading following. In stonelined valley
Moon lightingmywandering flowering cemeteries
withitswandering. honoring brieflife.
Dead quarryworkers Dog standinginsun Greenhummer. Brownbranch. Arcadekidsclanging
buriedbeneath fauxflowers. insteadof trottingtoshade. It shouldn'twaste it's wingbeats whilewelounge at adultpool.
View of granitebluff. Feelingeachseason. at unblossomedbuds. Tooclose forcomfort.
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MoreSapien
Ghosts Ah but thealiens
have nobones. all boneflesheart
Skeletons sating on transform'sliquor
have noflesh. rainingfromclouds of unknowing
Intellectuals becoming loquaciouslunatics
have noheart. as slurry of sense&sound&fury
mixing in transform'sgyre
Plato&Aristotle becoming
knew alltoowell memory'sghosts gone
that thehole &
containing life'selixer desire'sflesh rotting
was separatefrom &
the watertable below intellect's skeleton
ifonly inbuckets disarticulated &scattered
&drawing therefrom. separatefrom reality'sheart
while
And oh lackingwill to defend
TheGod &allgods &faith to amend
lackingbone flesh heart thatwhichlpulses
notknowing atall with elementalbeing
the emptiness oftheir becoming
scantbeing infullnessofemptiness
beingcaptives of desire. pure defenseless love.
Finally MayFlies Finallyfalcon flyingfree Havingcome for Mayflies
from allacts&triviality nowstaying for minnows
soaringhigher or atleast myplastic facsimile.
within transform'sgyre
thananyfalconer couldbear. Darksuicide from woodtolake
all forearth's seasonal slake
Aimlessbeingalways insecta invitingpices tofeast
duringthisetenral withme asfisher becomingleast
now&gone. as lovinglybecoming
woodfin&wing.
EastWest
Toeast NeitherPettyNorMean
layeredhills If we&allcreatures becoming one
rollingwithdawnmist howdid myownself's misfortune supply
asif bydawnkissed. an idea thathey are lessthan I
while equally nearfar from corruption?
Towest
layeredmist Whenasone within lesself'selation
rollingasdawnkissed horse&bull&boar becoming rosebud
beinglake's layeredcloud. as strength asbeauty as eternalblood
the all asfodder forlove tofeedon.
Neither
Neitherasking nortelling No strongerweaker betterworse thanyou
like cloudshadowedcool. havingneverbeen otherthanjoyous.
Neitherdawn nordusk Neverwondering if otherthan thus
nor rotatingearth'sfool. forgotten with nothingdone or todo
Simply thisnow but be alwaysasone purifying
sans answerorquestion in presentenseonly thenwhen dying.
transform'sflow
withinout suggestion. Massage
Message? Massage?
Searcher Perhaps
I'm a searcher masturbation?
searchingforeason.
Yetsearches fail Doeswasp enjoyorchid?
comingtonoavail. Is orchid fauxsex satisfying
foreither sentientbeing
Asifwind wasp for singularsustenance
failing tofill mysail orchid for speciesurvival?
leavingme in doldrums
heretostay heretopay Isthat the message for wesapiens
forsearching forwhere massagingmentalaccuity
thereis nowant with nonmathematicalrigor
just thisnow vigor massaged intosubmission
in minorfont. through remissionofmeaning
ineach blurofbeing
Poker being
Poker being one long game worlds of yellowgreen
allhappening mountainstream
now reality'sdream
forever. strawberriesweet
with heavycream?
Nativity - 1
Kitchenisland beingconverted from ceramicity a betterplace
phone phonebooks cookingstuff cookbooks tolearn tolive our sapienrace.
to tiny timless ceramicity
cakedinsnow &Christmaslooks. A betterlife than realife lived
inits shadow world of moralgray.
Skaters on sleek mirrorpond A betterlife onthat smallstage
pirouetting in gentleglow for youthfulchildren ofanyage
from stainedglasschurch lit fromwithin
reflecting in cottonlitter snow. seekinguidance butnot instars
neitherheavensent nor holyhellbent
Ourlittletown not Bethlehem this agingchild findingfamilyflow
but livingcloser tomyheart in frozenmoments on stagebelow.
lovedmorethan Christchild's natalplace ..................................
closerto a livingpart Thenstartledby hisown son'sense
fatherconceding commensuratescale.
of mytime of tenderage Mixingnativity with familiartown
undaunted by Goodbook's sage findingfittingend toeach endless tale.
feelingsimply wellsharedspace
inour smalloving familiarplace. Stabling babyJesus nexto smallschool
.......................... wisemenskating in mirroredmoonlight
Nativityscene setaside a sceneforany &allages
my lesselftraining exceedingsymbol an eternalend tothis ephemeralnight.
Sifting EveryChoice
Nature siftingmixedirt. Illusionofwill eitherfree or forced
Clods&rocks asif self&certainty couldbedivorced.
workingtheirway Marriagemade butno liveoffspring
tosurface eachspecies separate in pride'swildfling.
soil findingitway
tobottom Everychoice a greviousmistake
becomingbound withroots leavingbehind a ripplingwake
tobegin life of fruits building to tsunamisize
for burgeoningearth's withoutcomes always a bittersurprise:
nutrientfeast. If allgoeswell myself will swell
batteringeachother's erodedbeachouse.
Thoseroots inthatearth Ifall goestohell myself willrebel
holdingsway againsterosion's say feedingonyou asif a sandlouse.
with clods&rocks washingfree
tobe sweptaway Eitherway whenwill holdsway.
to neverstay Lesself clearly more&more love's way
withwhat theyknew where choiclesschoice is gatelessgate
was elementalbeing. never openclosed to transform'sfate.
EncounterWithPeace
Dogwoodsblossoming Withmere eightpoundtest line
being ourthird floraharbinger of spring & a 2/0 wormhook
behind sunbright daffodils&forsythsia the percentageplay
eachall signalingfishers to fishshallow. duringjump being
goingslack
Hooking giantfemale lightbait being hardtothrow
(tenpounds if anounce lightline beingeasy tobreak.
twopounds atleast of roe)
inher spawingingflat nexto If heavylure&robustline
rockseawall at perimeter of better topulljumper down
perfectlymanicuredlawn notgivingit leaverage to throwlure
rollingfrom screenporch notfearing linebreak.
of retiree's immodesthome. ..........................
Fish thisize don'tgetmuch airtime
Hooksetfirm on riggedweightless mostly justrolling flauntingtheirgirth
watermelonseed brushog. whilethrashing with headexposing
hippomouth.
Bulldozing from falldownfilledshallows
instinctivelydiving toward eightfootdepths Notasdramatic as taildancing
luckyforme not escapinginto submergedforest. but morebreathtaking
being a gleamingreen behemoth.
She's pullingmykayak ratherthan stirppingline.
Luckyforme wheredrags canbind Three poweruns later
knotscanloosen linescanbreak. surfacingagain halfspent
Movingyak asif stuffof"Jaws". closetomy yak almost inmylap
......................................... before onelastrun
Thenfight&fright beginning inearnest perhapspooked by proximity
with bassinstinct beingto surface&jump &finalsurfacing soclose
while shakinghead to dislodgestuckprey but sofar away.
or mylure&hook.
Mercifullymy yak isone with lake
Watchingline movingaway myreach balanced&long
toward anticipated surface exitpoint mygrip onmonster'slip firm.
duringwhich flailinghead
reaching maximumchance Exhilirationsubsiding me sighing
tothrow mybait or breakmyline. lifting whooping weighing measuring
completing spring encounterwithpeace
Thenthemoment of shock&awe with gentlekiss
firstglancing giantfish breakingmirror. &gentlerelease.
Yielding
Mudyielding undermyboot never a footinaboot
of winter of sad&glad or a dottering oldcoot
of soil&cement&slick. but footinboot everyielding
withintransform's vernalgyre
Now myboot mysock myfoot &earth's eternalrevealing.
&calf&thigh&groin&gut
&chest&throat&lip&brain Rock&root
&myburningtongue embraced embracing
connected wind&rain
less to insideme effaced effacing
thanoutside each&all ofyou self&lesself
connectedless rooted&rooting
tomy echoingbrain forgettingtobe thisorthat
&more to yieldingsoil's strain thenforgetting tobe entirely.
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enveloping embracing inviting enticing Howsublime loveashealing
myfaint winterbeing of sycamoreroot as yielding as sand on summerbeach
to nearbystream &waterfilledboot asleaves on autumnhike
as snow inwinter's subltepulse
streamstudded by storming rage asthismud in soddenspring.
uprooted rerooting as silentsage
branches&trees whisperingmy lesself Thusmy yielding softspringsoil
asif streamsiderock's of unyielding age. sinkingwithlesself beyondmytoil
of uncountedseasons each a separatessence
Perhapsbeing is age yieldingtoageless whenunknown&unknowing
&I wasnever&always of flesh in presentense.
**Santa*** **WordSearch**
Noises onour roof? "Word are slipperypigs"
Or arethey from I'veheard
beneathourbedroom? nevermoreso thaninmy
wordsearch puzzles.
Sneakinginto our
storageplace crawlspace They're righthere infront ofme
tohide thierchildren'sgifts each slipperypig
ourneighbor becoming a asif I'mwritingpoetry
topsyturvy Santa of sorts &can'tfind the properword
sansreindeer sleigh theword thatfits
or calendar. withoutgivingme fits.
SoddenSelf BrightHalloween
Soddenself Moonmorefun throughskeletal fallfoliage
drowningwithin than hangingstark in emptysky.
onehunredtrillionsynapses
rifewith neurotransmitters. First a frontporch JackOLantern.
Then a secondstory balconyburn
Whatchance do I have then fullrisen&serene beingbright holidayscene
towill myway? from faint&filtered to risenfullgleam.
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Seeping lesself Winkblinkrise to trick&treat prize
fromeverycell from dodging huge&orange to lodging smallersize
streaming with elementalbeing this bluemoonglowing in partlycouded autumnsky
becoming bioelectric flitters endingbeginning with eachadult's hushedsigh.
of mywillessway.
Halloween
UnLiving Halloweentimetrees havingshedgreen
Lakerippling after summergrowth'sharvest before quarantine.
movedbywind. No grasstocut nofoliage toconfigure
Nothing unnatural landscape perfected by finalsummmanicure.
Nothing unnatural
or esoteric there Halloweenleaves blowncrisp&clean
nonliving now onto lawnless winteroutine.
unliving Waitingforsnow to crystalwhitepile
nevertaking beginning freshseason &ageoldtrial.
alwaysgiving
to wecreatures SummerToSpring
ofdesire. Picking&choosing choosing&picking.
Thentowhen whentothen.
Alwaysbeing
neverotherthan Summertospring wintertofall.
love. Summertowinter falltospring.
Funnel Life tofate fate todeath.
Lakerainrunoff Dream tolife death todream.
becomingfunnel
of watershed All tothis each tothat.
needingtobecleaned That toyou thistome.
now&again
lest sheddingwater Butneverever
resurrecting alldead alloftheabove.
inflood of nonbaptised
redemption.
Whole&Unique
Best D is good O. From releaseofshot
Best O is good D. to reboundsecured:
O or D?
Turn D into O with For shooter&teamates?
ballpressure&traps For defender&hismates?
quickhands&quickerfeet.
Then blisteringtransition. Not so simple
O or D
Orisit transformation? possessionretention
Causeffect in intimateconnect? lossregain.
Meansends as tensesintersect?
But waytooeasy so wefailtosee
From endofcontact withball truthlost in streamingfree
duringdribble NoO &NeverEver D.
tillfloor bounce reconnect: .......................
Whoseball? Singular but neverseparate
O or D? boundbyrules settingusfree
Who's where lessyou lessme
ballhandler? becoming our wellknit
defender? net reality.
FugueOfMe ScyllaCharybdis
If I weremorethan Clichedpretention poetseekingattention
what youmakeofme tryingtoohard tostartle with unfamiliarity
fromwhere didthat to turnaphrase intopetition forpraise
augmentationarise? in vainattempt to setheart'sablaze.
Otheryou's at othertimes Sit dearpoet letwords flauntheirlives
&places unfamiliar evenif notby hyourundeserving desire.
creatingdefining Let imagesflourish as wedding'swives
[a unit of brutebeing] whileallowing hourlesself to inspire.
evenasfamily underscores
mysterious fugueofme. OutOfSeason
Eating outofseason creating noseason
Hunter simply uncultivatedself infield of conformity.
Hunter&guide observingherd.
Hunter becomingatherer. Trappedinskull fit tobe tried
Guide becominguest. by moonlesstide of motionless self
Both aseach asother asall consumedbywaves tonguetied to I
becoming observer&herd then washedclean by undertow. [thenexcrted as undertow]
member&pall.
Purpose - 1 Lesself'sMist
Purposeofboth Lesself'smist by moisturekissed
bee&butterfly no somethingbeyond capriceof fate
is pollinating no otherthan thisnow incarnate.
creating fruitseed.
Embodiedbrain a physicalall
Purpose of fruit no thoughtoclimb nomemory tofall
isineating no objects in rearviewmirror
maintaininglife only eachother nofurther no nearer.
spreadingseeds.
Earthwaterairfire transformingeternally
Purpose of seed eachall tlhisnow an ephemeralmoment
isingrowing ofyou asme.
tofruit
toseed. Improve
"Thereis noforgiveness inlove."
Purpose of
bee&butterfly Truestatement madereal
fruit&seed by substituting oneword
isknown as fromabove
lifedeathcreed with oneword
tothose whoknow frombelow:
&die. a. other
b. judgment
Purpose - 2 c. self
Purpose as selfishness d. separation
trying sohard
to protectmemory Studying
of beebutterflyfruitseed Studyingdots
as eternity. in pointillisticpainting
order
DeathAs size
Death as monologues color
among selfconscious cellsuits pattern
diaper to shortpants to silktails to shroud myeye's rhythms&rhymes.
eachself proud eachself withitsvoice
livingdying asif therewas a choice. Studyingparts
tillwhole is known
Death as finalmaster of slavishself with mymemory
walking&talking whiledragging time'schains workingovertime.
plalyingroles of family&faith
hearinghopefullness of hymnalrefrains. Steppingback
seeingwhole
Death as ringinginhead of hardenedskull forgetting
memories richocheting withinmybrain inaninstant.
asif myfears on a rampagingcampaign
asif myself a seedlesshull. Afghanistan
Twentyears of tutelage
Death as fullness of partsplayedproudly yet hoursafterleaving
forgettingmyplay willbe forgotten fllingback intohabits
thenforgetting allforgotten myemptiness fulfilled formed duringlast
selfconscious cellsuit finallystilled. twothousand years.
If Innocense
If innocense be enlightenment Ifevidence be pathtotruth
thensurely child isfather toman. thentruth becomes selfevident.
Doubledribblingconstantly. Morepossessions
Creating a newgame? with betterpercentages
.......................... resulting in victory.
If spontaneity issuesonly fromlove ...............
then licensebecomes kingdomofheaven. Iftime belost totransform
then lifedeath laughs at eternity.
Cutter unseen.
shot taken. Thelonger I play
......... the morefatigued
If numbersarecertainty &forgetfull I become.
then abacus is Rosetta stone.
Theysay tenhands shootstheball.
Countingbaskets without Lesself wouldsuggest atleast twenty.
considering percentages.
CloudSelf
From aquifer pool pond ocean Findingmyfancy cutshortbyfact
selfseekingsubstance mydrama of life. findingmyself with vividface
Risinguproot or swallowed as uniquepotion amidst hugecrowds in proud mistjourney
manifestingform as survival'strife. caughtincoluds farfrom sol'sgrace.
Becomingrowth in sundrenchedpower Strainingfor myself'salvation
coarsingthroughvein toleaf or brain seekingstarkjudgment while prayingformercy.
becomingmobile totalynoble Seekingsol'sperfection sofarabove
lifeform of giving&taking game. allthewhilepulling fromearth's gentlelove.
Livingforsaking in joy&sorrow Love thatcan'tlose whatit neverletgo
pretendingtoshare in purestlovehate my darkeningcloudcasting filteredthinshadow
livingtoday for bettertomorrow softeninghardenedsoil promisingspring rain
eachbreath praying for a differentfate. for lifedeathdrama on surfacebelow.
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Becomingsapienlife a beingimprisoned Withpassion of mymemory's adventurecooling
drawntowardsun but heldbyearth. mycloudbeing beginning to coalesce
Feelingheaven in deepdream vision sprinkling moistwarm lifegivingmist
secretlyseeking a secondbirth. givingearth an elementalkiss
thatsol wouldneverdeign todry
Butsol as giver &sol as taker as simplestar inits rightfulplace
drying whatoncewas cloudbearingsky thatself woulneverfeign todeny
whereven in offspring battleislost havinglost its taste for celestialchase.
asall thatlives ascell mustdie.
................................. Lifeabove lifebelow
Leavingform&substanceoflife becomingonepiece onepulsing glow.
prayinginfaith learningtofly Adventureover dramadone
seekinganswer toriddle of eternalight a finalrest forself letgo.
hoping certaindeath mustbe a lie. ............................
In aquifer pool pond ocean
Floatingfrom aquifer pool pond ocean lostinrhythm of nonmovingmotion
risingabove land&sea sinking in darkbrightdepths of seeing
risingtowardheaven's glaringmaster lesself seekinglittle within transform'sbeing.
risingtomeet mydestiny.
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Twoballgames endingatonce of glowingeyes &whitefeet seeneasily amongbuds
eachaction muted. sprintingintowoods? nearly fullblossomed.
Howcouldthey haveknown Intheair unseen. Taking WordOfGod Cloudhidden fullmoon
the rightofway this suhset Yet thepuddle is finegrained spokenthrough a blandspirit Yardlightleft tomakeus swoon
&me inpassing? &asphalt a sheen. with a grainofsalt. inthis spring'sperfume.
Tossingball for serve. Tossingball for serve. Tossingball for serve.
Tryingtohit withpower. Backscratch leglift pronation. Then welltrained kinetichain.
ball &head netted. Preppingfor return. Prepping noreturn.
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Phlogiston*
Desire as phlogiston until lesself creatinglove as nonbeing
fauxlove's coldflame no thingatall neither hotnorcold
with myself's torch but thecovenant withinwhich
buringbridgebetween both phlogiston&I
youasI &you & youasI
yielding burnbold ineach momentofattention
you&I. havingbeen afterall
nothingbutnothing
Phlogiston shapeshifting.
veritable stuffo'life
stuffingturkeys Desire as phlogiston
stuffingstockings fauxlove's coldflame
stuffing our everydream extinguished in elementalfire.
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* "Stuffoflife" before molecularmotion
was discoveredcreated.
OneThousandDeaths
How's your omelet? Onethousandeaths tostart eachday
OK I guess. What'sforlunch? unlivedmoments forwhich I pay
in undigested flesh of flesh
Enoughonions on yourburger? whilecaught in self's unyieldingmesh.
I suppose so. What'sfordinner?
Dreamingbreakfast forlunch lunch fordinner.
Enjoying the roast? Dreamingdramas ofall mygames.
Sure. What'sonTV tonight? .........................
Awakening I thought asthought wouldhaveit
This is a prettygood drama. "This is a freshday" butfor yesterday's habit
Yeah. What's on next? leaving tapeworm'strailing from myanus
Shouldwewatchbaseball self'smouth disgorging memory'srefuse
or golf? as malnourishedcellsuit seeking healthybeing
............................. in emptypast of onceclearseeing
Sixtythousandthought eachday butfor starkdistraction of mirroredme
eachdragging my rottingcorpse butfor mycellsuit tailoredforfree
of nevernow. yet still illfitting theplaywright
.............. ofmy privatedrama.
Confirmation
Weconfirm ourinsights &oursuspicions Coulditbe cutting my umbilicalcord
&often even ourintuitions. or shortlyafterweaning
&drinkingmilk poured?
Weconfirm bylogic our rationalism
&asChristians ourholybaptism. Andwhat ofme asfetus or embryo
before evenmymother mightnotknow
I think I've got it right butcorrectme if I'mwrong ofmy incipient existence?
becausemyfaith is surelyweak .......................................
&perhaps mylogic isn'tall thatstrong: As teen confirming my nascentdream
I'lleach beshipped to infernalflame of lifeverlasting by faithalone
if I'm notdipped in HisEternalName but memorizingscripture
washingaway sin silencingthedin just tobe damnsure
havinglearned the rulesofHisgame? myreservation isin thecomputer.
..............................
Whendoes originalsin kickin Then I'llbesaved from originalsin
makingyoungsapiens fairaim for damnation? but noway ever from originalkin.
MassOfSelf ManyHave
My massofself drowning inlove'sbeing asother Many havecourage
sining withweight of memory'slayers totakeoff theircoats incold
unabletobe myme asIam someproud strippingdown to barestskin
confusedbylove's pastfuture players. believingdefiance a holywin.
Strippednaked freefloating in transform'sea Butfew ifany doft alltheywear
stillclutching thenwhen's whadow as lifepreserver. sheddingskin asif mortalprayer
Intentonbeing primalfirstmover dying to sentient's stormofdeath
nevercontent tobe simpleobserver. becoming eternalnow's onesweetbreath.
Spinningcacoon of then&when/dream&dream Worst
thinking trappingtransform can makemelast. The singleworst thing about Zen
Fearing strippingoff my mortalskin isthatonce you'vefaced yourpreciouself
&becoming elementalbeing's outcast. youneed to defaceit again&again.
TemptingTitles
Loveisneither he nor she meaning ofmypassion's needtowant
noreven us or we. &wanting'sneed togrow myself inyou
Thosetitles beingwords totempt myself asif inother Icanfind love'sfont
as whenamed eachforest forgetting eachtree &intransform'scount you&I aren't two.
as whenamed eachflorist forgoing flower'splea
tobe color&fragrance only. Being asboth pair¶site
entitledeach becoming dark&light
Fauxlove is syntax lettingletters flyfree &as separate paying the gruesometoll
wherewords maystick but neverbind of judgmentharsh with noparole
&now isnever to youme&we forthesentence of language'sblight
&eyes cansearch but neverfind whenonlhsilence canstill mynight.
MissingEraser
Readwriting bedtimepoetry Morepure morereal
in teeshirt only in transform'sgyre
editingflaws as we go separationdissolving
author&I inlove's universalsolvent
unhurried freedfrom pride&prejudice
unhesitating alive as each&both in blending'sbliss.
eraseranswering ourchallenge ..........................
of mood&/ormetaphor. Eveningending in perspiringinspiration
yetstill searchingforeraser's location
Translating himtome then myfind &myburningeyes
asif origin or originality mattering erasernestled inmy pubicbush
whensharingvision purerthan with LittleBill&TheBigBoys
implodingself's spattering. squeezedbetween crossleggedthighs.
His streaming mypreening Then backtowork translating
not toplagerize as heartshiddenelf blending histhen tomy now&when
but toparaphrase from perspective until shelving both eraser&pen
of myburgeoning lesself. for tomorrow's again&again.
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