drive me into your eyes

Sit by me. Once again.
My mind is overflowing.

Trapped salvation
appears in clown
shoes. Make your smile.
The circus is over. In
twisted mercy. Sit by me
as do waves upon the beach.
Sister, take my pulse. Assure me
my ringing ears will be silent
by early morn. Tangled survival
runs wild. Sit by me. Relax my
waiting with space. Drive
me into your eyes, take away
phone number. Close my eyes.
Delete my crippled concern.
Inject my out stretched arm.
Rush through my veins. Appear
within my brain. Place your palms
& soften my strain. I stand ready
to dive. Sit by me, watch me slip
away. Venture to capture. Oh yeah.
Choose me over telephone calls.
Take my time. Take my time.
Oh yeah. Control my peaceful self.
Like strangers handcuffs. Sit
by me. Take my pulse. Respect
my major journey. Embrace restlessness
with grace. Pounce at my fear. Allow
it not. Satisfy my wingless speed.
Open gates that have closed.
Sit by me. Once again as you see
my mind is overflowing.
Trapped salvation stumbles
appears in clowns makeup
& shoes. Make your smile.
The circus is over. Juggle
corrosive beginning . Start
the dream a-new, stand a part
of the view. Sit by me. Show me
truth in your jigsaw. Puzzle
me not. Take me over the border
let me go too far. Straighten paradise
distant, elude jealousy ever the present.
Over those who can not. Stay with me
as night falls away. Drive
me into your eyes, take away
phone number. Close my eyes.
Delete my crippled concern.

Quench cravings. Bestow upon me
places of paradise. Tell me
you’ll sit by me. Unify my identity.

---

under this cold moon

I moved some deck chairs
to face the Arctic. Other
chairs belonging to a table
still face North. Between acacia
trees & a wild rambling rose. The
very best view. The Rise & Set
of this dew wet Moon. The pull
at the heart of everyone In Love.
In silent choir after dark does
shiver one with delight. Pictures
materialize in body gyrations.
Satellites stall. You call to God
under this cold Moon. You moan
and you say this is good. I moved
some deck chairs to face the
Arctic. Between a flowering tree
& rambling roses of winter I waited
each night for the Moon to fill.
In silent choir after dark does
shiver one with delight
( In silent choir after dark does
shiver one with delight. )
Sallow rivers & dimly lit nights
footprints bold & warm. Spying
in disbelief. Stitched to the skin
urgency enflamed. Toppled garden
out of balance & grief. The moon
will be late tonight. Restless will
be the air, to surround me. Dressed
in red and black. Beneath wet
reflection this cold moon, above Black
road. I will stand like a post
in the wind. Pissed on by passing
bitches & bemused dogs. Pictures
materialize in body gyrations.
Satellites stall. I’ll call to God
under this cold Moon. I’ll moan
and feel the pull.

I moved
some deck chairs to face
the Arctic. In silent choir
after dark
does shiver one with delight.

---

meet me there ( Marijuana Lounge )

Dustless drift. Eyelash white
flashed to ghost. In slow wave.
The dance begins. Stepping
to move & spin. Drop my guard
to move within. Your rose-like
smile unfolds upon my face.
Taste of tastes. Honey on my
tongue. Swollen full, wet with
thirst. Timeless haste in hurry
& grace. Hand in hand in pull
& push. Dustless drift. Eyelash
white flashed to ghost. Blue
light paint & flesh turns to
bone. In this chair. In drink
& think, embraces that will not
wait. Marijuana lounge. Magic
rolls, art in listen & respond.
The going down & the coming
up. Rose-like, flesh turns to bone.
Your smile unfolds upon my face.
Fingers move in pantomime.
Blowing smoke. Touching jewels
hand in hand in pull & take. In
the dark, face to face letting
go. Become shiver. Arrive as I.
Come together, to leave as one.
Move & spin. Touch the swan.
Move within. Let me pierce
the rose, move hallucination
to our eyes. Shout to the angels
of ‘ long ago ‘. Meet me there.
In this chair. In drink
& think, embraces that will not
wait. Marijuana lounge. Magic
rolls, art in listen & respond.
Dustless drift. Eyelash white
flashed to ghost. Meet me there.