world everything
burning love no
end

my call the life
of imagining i
send



 



i see them sitting there
rapt with attention

not having a clue to
the meaning

tied in nonetheless
and very, very deeply

so many odd nods
                      twists
                      jerks
and subtle soft blows

the dialogue is continuous
even to sleep
         to dream

ah sweetness and horror
the universe is alive
                        breathing
                        feeling
                     a teacher
                     a lover
                     a madness
                     a killer

i am that living
                breathing
                feeling one

i teach
love
am mad
a killer





                 ms wrist see bone

         skin stretch bone
         face over down
         down down to the ground
         down to no thing
         the no no no thing
         empty no thing
         vast beauty empty thing
         timeless time no thing
         see no bone
         see...







             ajax and the teapot

       ajax woke up this
       morning
       into the shower as
       usual
       did the toilet
       thing 

       all done?

       out out
       out of the house
       ajax
       find me the
       teapot
       scour the landscape if
       you must

       ajax cast about
       town
       he's right on
       target
       aisle #11, left side
       middle row

       ajax is no dumb
       scrub
       ajax is a polished
       fool






i am in contrast
to the sun

shadows spread
from me

i appear nude
not naked

but sometimes even
that changes






the dragon
was resting his love
at the fountain
when a maiden happened
to appear
and draw water

he did an aerial display
boarding on the miraculous
and escaped injury
when he bounced off
the tethered edge
of existence
and
landed on his feet before her

the maiden
was never heard from
again…






 

 

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