Happened
He climbs on his being,
crawls
like a lizard;
frightens.
Sometimes after,
in a shock
falls back.
Runs away
leaving behind
a trembling trail.
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Reminding
Listen to beats:
of heart, for massacre
unexplained.
In man there was
a mountain. You
climb and trip daily.
You faithful
to yourself only. I am
alien to me.
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Craft
Meaningless run.
There is no meaning
in your name.
Where are you
heading in the rains; -
to find the snakes?
I believe
in myself. Will you burn the
books one day?
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Rising Curtain
Sun tears into
clouds. Between oaks
climbs a rainbow.
Drenched, I scoop
the eyes in a trance
whispering rain.
Widening moon
like a talisman in -
a shriveled hand.
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Dreaming
Going nowhere.
Stuck in middle of road.
Bruised castle.
A paradise,
thinking about windows.
Air palace.
Lips to lips in grass,
moon to moon. Roses
jumping on lake.
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Accidentally
Standing under a
bottlebrush I write a
poem for you.
Something going
to happen. I feel that
future will turn.
Crashing against
a tunnel wall, injures
me collaterally.
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The Dilemma
In cohabiting
a self-denial said:
take me home.
Give me ink and
cry. I am going to write
without paper.
A hungry tiger will
die off the cage. Why did
you toss the key?
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Resilience
Lift the rock once
again with cool thumb,
hot tangerines.
The ransom was high
and ego levitates-
in drenched moon.
Because you
wanted the replica of
sun within the cult.
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Insight
Renunciating
the flesh, now you ask for
nomadic soul.
When ignited, a-
spark follows a dark moon
for a final kiss.
In ecstasy I smash
a door for a door
for the elightment.
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Moon Walk
A frosty look when
moon floats in a cup.
I was uneasy.
Rose was rose.
Thorns want to tear it up.
Blood was mine.
After moon it
will be dark. I walk back
to find a candle.
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