Down The Cut Goes

These waters have sliced

They have cleaved
The atoms of this mountain
I can immerse my hand
I can feel the satin
Smoothness of the cold
And yet I can extricate

I can feel the swords blade
Pass in and around my fingers
I can feel the sharpness
Of the icy cold
My blood wants to rush
Down this river
With the rest of it

I would like to be
God's blade splaying open these

Stalagmite mountains
My hand and body oils
Provide color definition
I have opened the crevasse

To the sky

A Man Who Used To Exist

Animated paint on the wall
Is the residue
I threw flowers
I was an ideologue
Yet I forgot to smell the flowers
In the end I forgot to smell the flowers
Even as they splayed on top of my coffin

I watch from this distant pedestal
I remember waking up in my prison cell
And not wanting to do the right thing again
Time to unfurl in the dust
Of remorse

What if I had caved and did the wrong thing
Being riddled with the worms of regret

There is no payback
There is no justice
I live in the regret of having chosen
The wrong women
I've had my heart bound
And slowly squeezed
I still feel the blood drip even here

Walk Into Maple Sea

Never to walk back
When what remains are the beginnings
Of lucid dreams
Simmered in the cauldron of reality

Scorched in the absence of love
The only way to swim
Is into the morning mist

I open my blouse and thrust my heart into it
I feel the maple and cream against
My white chest hair
I remember your playful fingers
Swirling and knotting
I remember the path of transcendent love
It's just that I am descending into the maple sea

Branches And Harmony

Randomness in order
Yet a flood of harmonious balance
My soul is galvanized
Need in beauty's acquiescence
Adrift in and around
Bouncing into magnetic clarity
Stunning sensuousness

The Back

It was beautiful in the fall
I didn't see it coming
I thought surely
This was just a complicated
Dance step done with agility
Then the stem snapped
The white petals fell to the floor

I didn't see the bone break
I heard the scream
I was stunned into a cloudy day
My sadness was head over heels
The music stopped
The stab at grace ended
People rushed to her aid

I went to breakfast of tragedy
The miscalculation
Caused me to fall into
Unending sadness
Since that day
I have been terrified
Of the pursuit of grace and beauty

Walking No Where

Aimless existence
So disturbingly hard
Meandering in the shuffle
At first without purpose
Then the only purpose
This way then that
Back to this

Meeting the stone in the pond

Solidity in the transition
Effervescence in the exude
Heart in the now
Now the only matter
No future
No past

The inscrutable mind
The norm
How important the other side
Another dead bird in the tumble

Life and death in the tumble
Harmony in
None existence the destination

Dream Of Your Swell

My destiny is to be unthwarted
I live for the taste of you
I live for the spiraling whirl of wind
Created by a commingling
Of the breath in our lungs
Brazed by the fire in our hearts
Our kiss opens the sun
To fiery existence

To flood lighting this world
To color the flowers
To make the fish scales
Flash in iridescence
The requisite is
Between perfect lovers
Pure and pristine
In love's embrace

I'm not talking about sex
If you see this in my words
I'm talking about God
I am talking about the original pairing
I'm talking of its replication
The fall from Eden was hard
But it is here
Our rapprochement with God