living with death in your spectrum
balances the mind and heart-
where rainbows never fail to delight
and rain makes the green grow.

tick, tick, tick.
tick, tick, tick.
the silence is filled
with a steady pulse.
a calming, steady rhyme.
so soft a sound, it could
send me to sleep.

then, an incessant whine
slowly feeds into my
intravenous drip.

I loaned a friend $3000 for plastic surgery,
I am still looking for her.

It's so quiet now
Have I gone deaf?
No I said that out loud
So I've just gone thick.

everywhere flesh on show
for sale or free

come to the sale
-or jump right on in

what is sacred
an immortal fire

the lost pathway
an end of love

math in creation
wonderful equations
mind opening numbers
all adding up to love.