I grabbed a pile of dust, and holding it up, foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust, I forgot to ask that they be years of youth.
File, alongside the tide
Where we settle, where we die..
The waves, will arch their arms tonight
Then they’ll come crashing down, and block the light..
If the moon can cast us out tonight,
then the sun will rise in time
and the horizon, has only just begun
We’ll drift until our bodies become one..
Slipped the sun
Ducked the moon
Burnt the sky
Chased the wind
Pushed the sea
Now it’s all, safe for me
I can smell you…I can smell you in my throat
My drowning in you, my fingers in you,
Sweat, on your legs, a deep night covers your moans,
You open more, and twist and sprawl, and taste your fingers
And I taste your fingers, and your legs…
You turn over and arch, and stare me down..
Don’t ever leave my mouth, don’t fucking leave…
You foot pushes me away, you rest, smelling your hands while you cold stare me…
You want hard..you spit to me, and want hard…all lit up on fuck
From across the room you want to sit in a corner, deep inside yourself
..and me adjacent, staring, like a cunt..I’m mad
What a beautiful women,
A dark shine, deep mahogany gaze on a cool frontier
She breathes in n out on holy air
Flocks to words, writes to be right within herself
Mystery too, nothing much I can do.
I’m all buried in eyes,
Tangled in locks on a morning high, humming and humming and humming…
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful….
I love you like..eh, words…yes, I love you like words, like vocabulary..like breath..like fidgeting and fumbling, stumbling and bumbling…I’m very in love, very very in love,
Good morning to you.
Their limbs independent, and democratic
With speed they move through caverns of concrete
All rise to see them land from a spotlight
All silent if they fall from the limelight
Camera flash records history of being brave
To the street you beg to land on, a wide wide slave
The Holy unknown in rails n stairs …and within those rails and stairs they stare,
Similar soldiers flank your side, While the law man chases you from where you reside
Over time, reality jar’
Your bones and your limbs but never your heart, When the sun rises and ledges appear, With the shine from rails to concrete that we fear,
This skateboard’ my weapon my pen and my sword, My dagger my death, my piano, my chords