Dead In The Trough

What's up
Way weird
Thousands of birds

Falling from the sky
Tens of thousands of
Fish wash ashore
Armageddon sunrise

Officials say they will
Investigate
Everybody waits
For no word
We are lost in our
Myopia
Better forget

I don't know
I care I will
Remember
We are lost in the
Going on
I want to know
If we are coming to the end

Adrift In The Sea

I am adrift in the ocean
Of you
I'm getting use to the
Ebbs and flows
The hurricane in your hair

Yes the fear of
Davy Jones Locker
Scares me as I ski
The slope of your shoulder

But to lie next to you
On this sandbar
In the lazy afternoon sun

In our moment
Proves that the universe
And our love
Are now conspirators
In the is of existence

I close my eyes
I am consumed by
The nape of your neck
Dare I kiss you
Become lost in the
Passion
Or do I in my mind's eye
Slide down your nape

Transition

The flower of you is a kaleidoscope
I place my hand on your breast

An interlude
My mind rages in a blood rush
Behind my eyes across my skull
Down it flows
Building to release

I know the rush to pleasure
Inside of you
The act is physical
The spray
Lives or dies
If it lives we replicate
If it dies we merely copulate

I know the joy of progeny
Also the pleasure narcissism
My children will tell you
That I was a bad father
My X-wife wiping her brow
I was a narcissist
And I live with the pain of that

Red Of My Blood

The world seems grey to me
As I struggle through this
Colorless field
But you point to the red flowers
You say see the sea
But I know the charcoal
Malaise bathed with
Droplets of my blood

I can feel the copious
Dripping veins spilling
Paint all over existence
I am only too glad
To give back
What I suckled on
I know the alive

Need it more than I do

There is a stumble
In my life

I'm screwing into this
Very field

I hope my blood nurtures
The aesthetic
Of some other's life
Love

Fire In The Hole

Angelic beauty dappled with honey
Enmeshed copiously with pastels
Dribble down the front of me
Maybe I'm dissolving

From the
Candle wax
Of desire

There are worlds and continents

That are pulling my legs and arms
I'm ripping at the faulting
My heart is in rumble of pain
All for the want of
A blend of opiates
Pastels and a kiss of honey

Your eyes are distant
Your lips are not parted
I need you to look at me
I need your mouth to open
In a rhapsodic breath
I need you to
Breathe the wind into my soul

Catatonic

I am dissolving
My mind is becoming
Separate from my body
The constraints that bound me
Only tie to what was my existence
To what is my existence
My physical is listless
My mental is in never more

I hear the cats scream
The howl is against

The
Back drop of my mind
I am focused on the exuberance
I feel primitive
I am lost in the bounce
My claws ache

I know the struggle as madness
I have lost connection
I am adrift in the violence
I am waiting for the violence
In your gestalt
To equal mine
I have achieved intensity
It's your turn

Mehndi

He must find his initials
In her design
He's lost for the longest time
Ritual symbolism
Before he can drink the juice
Of the fruit
He must find her design

Can you imagine not looking
Being lost
Living in a stream of quagmire
Impatience
Sweat spreads to his brow
But joy
Brakes for unbridled enthusiasm

Happiness ripples through my body
I'm not alone
We begin the dance of ecstasy
Effervescence
Ethereal into the leap of
Transcendence
Into the harmony of the sunset