Ellem Sea
Death disappears
when you're
with me
I am lost
without ponderosity
in your sea
The surprise
this mystery
an undiscovered sea
I have found you
you I see
with you I swim
With you I see
even echoes
are new to me
Death has changed
within the beauty
of Ellem Sea
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Cookies
It's like a cookie - for your brain
Writing is
I just don't know why I don't
Eat more.
I eat cookies - all the time.
Can't stop
Myself sometimes. Quite
The opposite
With writing. Yet here
I am....
Writing about cookies-
Questioning
Myself and everything.
Writing is
I just don't know why I don't
Eat more.
I eat cookies - all the time.
Can't stop
Myself sometimes. Quite
The opposite
With writing. Yet here
I am....
Writing about cookies-
Questioning
Myself and everything.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Entirely Different
Who ever settled for insomnia?
Are you crazy?
Something
Inches of life
Moments of happiness
Fleeting extraordinaries
Sometimes I don't want to live
(But I don't want to die)
I just want transcendent rest
It's not a futuristic wish
So why do I always forget my senses?
It burns my throat - and deeper
It happens life this:
....A Ladybug! If only...
They don't come around here anymore
Not like that - with nothing to hide
You will never be with the moon
At night. Response: provocatively positive
It's like - being happy; when you think:
"Why is it like that?" But when it is not
Actually like that and it is really something
Entirely different but you instantly understand
Why, like it's normal, and always has been;
What does that mean in the world?
I'm no bug, but I howl just the same,
And I die just the same. It's nothing
To worry about. It's not violence,
It's just echoing beauty, if you focus.
Are you crazy?
Something
Inches of life
Moments of happiness
Fleeting extraordinaries
Sometimes I don't want to live
(But I don't want to die)
I just want transcendent rest
It's not a futuristic wish
So why do I always forget my senses?
It burns my throat - and deeper
It happens life this:
....A Ladybug! If only...
They don't come around here anymore
Not like that - with nothing to hide
You will never be with the moon
At night. Response: provocatively positive
It's like - being happy; when you think:
"Why is it like that?" But when it is not
Actually like that and it is really something
Entirely different but you instantly understand
Why, like it's normal, and always has been;
What does that mean in the world?
I'm no bug, but I howl just the same,
And I die just the same. It's nothing
To worry about. It's not violence,
It's just echoing beauty, if you focus.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
to some
Sacred to some...it's sacred to some
On days without doing or thinking
It can frighten, invigorate,
Intoxicate, and numb
It's a sacrifice of life
A sacrifice to life
If life lives through it
One can do nothing else
On days without doing or thinking
It can frighten, invigorate,
Intoxicate, and numb
It's a sacrifice of life
A sacrifice to life
If life lives through it
One can do nothing else
Lara Marie
My girl, my girl - I hope you are well
I write you these words - I think of you now
I think of your smile - it makes me so well
I am grateful for you - you must know how
Lara Marie - what can't you be
Your allure with haste - it lured me so well
Your heart and strength - I know of more now
But Lara Marie - your smile: what can't it be
Your hair your eyes - and all I can see
Beauty itself - is jealous of thee!
(Sincere I am - though corny, likely)
Your smile I see, tonight - in absence of thee
This one last line - what can it be
But you, enough! - my Lara Marie
I write you these words - I think of you now
I think of your smile - it makes me so well
I am grateful for you - you must know how
Lara Marie - what can't you be
Your allure with haste - it lured me so well
Your heart and strength - I know of more now
But Lara Marie - your smile: what can't it be
Your hair your eyes - and all I can see
Beauty itself - is jealous of thee!
(Sincere I am - though corny, likely)
Your smile I see, tonight - in absence of thee
This one last line - what can it be
But you, enough! - my Lara Marie
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Clamor
Experiencing clamor like a minty brain
It's been pretty much stated
Nonsensical illusions stop by
Wanting to capitalize everything
Wishing for Amnesia
Whistling for the Train
Favoring my wrist
And its rose to the heart
The Ghosts of Delusion
Doing whatever they tell me
Giving my hand a little twist
My menthol Transmission screams with the twitch
Small, slow breaths of concrete mist
All at once, A quavering voice
Becomes futuristic and leans
Against The Empty Wall
Nonchalant with its magnetic choice
Listen: While you were gone
You did a lot of damage
Never met a single one
Thought they knew me
Remember my Mistakes
See the Mirrors through me
It's been pretty much stated
Nonsensical illusions stop by
Wanting to capitalize everything
Wishing for Amnesia
Whistling for the Train
Favoring my wrist
And its rose to the heart
The Ghosts of Delusion
Doing whatever they tell me
Giving my hand a little twist
My menthol Transmission screams with the twitch
Small, slow breaths of concrete mist
All at once, A quavering voice
Becomes futuristic and leans
Against The Empty Wall
Nonchalant with its magnetic choice
Listen: While you were gone
You did a lot of damage
Never met a single one
Thought they knew me
Remember my Mistakes
See the Mirrors through me
Secret Funeral
Before attending a funeral
Where I know no one
No one knows me
Where someone has died
And been buried in the sand
How long have I been doing this
Has it happened?
To be simple again
Like a heart attack
Life is permanent and smashing
Before attending a funeral
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Thank You Note
She makes a sound with her smile
that reverberates inside me for
days remembered making me mirror
long after I'm able to see or hear her-
a reciprocal and inescapable pleasure.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Ellem Sea
Tell me what matters
Your admirable possibilities
And argyle socks
Patter promises equivocally
-eternities of possibilites-
Does the time of night ever change?
Your company is sweeter than sleep
In your eyes I exchange
Precious, countless sheep
For a dream I can soak and seep
Roman candles bloom back and forth
Competing for closeness with closeness
Foggy glasses, foggy windows
A summer night sways like fall
When I look into your windows
I see everything, experiencing swollen silence
Deep into Ellem Sea
Every day my eyes pause
Dancing curls cover
Golden-green glares
Sunset smile
Tell me what matters
If time ever changes
Your admirable possibilities
And argyle socks
Patter promises equivocally
-eternities of possibilites-
Does the time of night ever change?
Your company is sweeter than sleep
In your eyes I exchange
Precious, countless sheep
For a dream I can soak and seep
Roman candles bloom back and forth
Competing for closeness with closeness
Foggy glasses, foggy windows
A summer night sways like fall
When I look into your windows
I see everything, experiencing swollen silence
Deep into Ellem Sea
Every day my eyes pause
Dancing curls cover
Golden-green glares
Sunset smile
Tell me what matters
If time ever changes
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Road Kill: Ode to Art
Road kill: your soul splayed emotionlessly
Displayed with haste and emotional need
Sideways, it seems - with strange gravity
Emotion is an art; you are just dead.
Cubes of clouds above you now
Reflect your imagination: mirrored,
Silent, and alive with perspiration.
Displayed with haste and emotional need
Sideways, it seems - with strange gravity
Emotion is an art; you are just dead.
Cubes of clouds above you now
Reflect your imagination: mirrored,
Silent, and alive with perspiration.
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