that

it’s an open wound
a diary entrance
someplace with sun
without light

i correct
revisit the trance
play remote
nothing was
something

you recall
leafs remember
time’s journey
mushrooms in equal parts
caps and stems

buried in the bone
your documentary
how about that

 

travel safe

poems are lessons
art is space
outer space is now
filled with garbage
so travel
safe

sitting dutch

sitting
on the shore
in michigan
in holland maybe
speaking the dutch
rhyming words with
yardbirds with
cats and some
bully who loves
this neighborhood

here you
know
semi invisible
seeking candy for
the afterlife
feral food for energy
a nameless star
and a new home
orbiting heaven

while waiting

gonna leave
going to
disappear

gonna think
about you
while waiting
to
disappear

you will be on
my mind like
a child thinks
about tomorrow and
the ghost
in
the
basement or
closet

what’s under the bed

here today
will
still be here
tomorrow

need

need great
adventure i
need a
merry
go round

i need 100
miles an
hour
up
side down

need the
ocean
the waves
and
a
surf board

i need a
rocket
ship
and a
launch
pad

need to drink
some
piss
cause
i was
thirsty

need to
go
away soon
and
get
lost

need

 

free

somehow
got a degree
from
an accredited
university
that gives
you the
permission
to paint

you are a
writer
you are
a
skilled business
robot

you are a
libidinous
mannequin

you are
free

unsung

from this day
forward
will always come
back
physically
mentally
vivid dreams
back
unable
to
ever return

rolling

maybe
more difficult
going down hill

one step
and rolling
gravity and momentum
finally
able to stop

grap
a deep breath
and
keep going
rolling
merrily along

hollow

a
front row seat
in terror land

animals
dot the highways
skeletal cars
drive past
with
busloads
of passengers

happy and singing
lets stop for a birch beer
carry a straw
in my side pocket

now
to get it
again
so
pull over
the voice
in the speaker
says

air seed of water

trees without leaves
working as a dust collector

a window filled with snow
cold air finding
clearance

i was going to
watch
the sunlight on
the avocados

you called then

there were shadows there
walking
leaving footprints

time to water

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