'



In this

                                         ..... ( the heroic times !

//

How can you girl !

Sell yourself

Like you do  ?

$$

Dead baby dreams !

;:;

We watch the destruction of the world !!

Writing of your lovers

Like you are just Barbie dolls

Some kid is playing  

House

With !

//


Lovless and afraid


Wollowing

In meaningless words  !

)(

Anticipating your end

CORPSES ENTWINED !



Cookie cutter people !

Cookie cutter poetry

Cookie cutter minds

Cookie cuter lives


::


Sick

Dying

Ugly  little varmits

Running free

Loving each other ?

Watching each other die !!!

Stinking up the place !

//

Lazy little poets



Turning love into a disgrace


.

.

.



Any midnight will do

All we need in the picture

Is you

Peering from the dark bushes

At the rustic church tower and the

Mystic figures of the saints

The tower contains

;:;


Tiny boy in a giant's world !

A world in which humanity

Hardly exists !

( mostly just a bunch of

Sexed - out crazy girls )

We are so lost in the shadow world

Of shadow governments and shallow men

And twisted children on the run

||||

Rustic

The people gather

At the church tower and wait


•


( will it come to pass TODAY ? )

//

Looking into each other's eyes

Looking for omens and prophesies

Looking intently at the skies



.

My love is here



^^^^

The little girl


•



The sad music


///

Outside (?)

•

The street scene




The fire escape


The midnight dreams linger

Praise The Lord

I AM HERE

•


At the penny arcade


"""

Watchin the people watchin me


X

..can you hear it ?

So far away

•


Freight train in the distance


///

Tomorrow in rags

The people in chains

)(

Lovers :!:

It's too late

Too late
TOO LATE !

•=•

Mournful
Sound

I come
From

Depths of suffering

BUT I'M FREE

Cause my love remains

::::

Oh
Oh

Oh sweet babe !


X

.



:::::

She never was

Her broken heart !!!!!!

( she never really loved anyone )


•

Afraid to be honest

( to really love )


At the age of 35 she was a **** head

At the age of .36 she was dead



//:

.



And the wind !

And the stars !

( but a different god was there ! )


Amid the Visions

And the **** )

""


As such we are


As the rain falls

And the poets play with their bodies

And prepare to tell the world !

.




                                      ... & there was the deep mountains


( & there was this young boy --- )                                                    


•   ....  ....  ....

Oh girl

You look so foolish

Walking the defiled corridors

In your

White Underwear

)(

the TIME
Is

NOW


                                          ( when all the symbolism
                  Completes itself )

One PICTURE emerges


One story

One life

.... .... .... •

( YOU ! )

You enter with full consciousness

You the Power

&

The Glory

•


All the vain talk of al the vain love

Is silenced

Now that the

EMBODIMENT OF WISDOM

( YOU !  )

Have chosen to appear

  x

/\
0
_

(                              )


::

the soft soft death by love

She urinates into the flower *** and

Shoots up

;:;

She stands naked before the window

And masterbates

Pretty soon

The phone rings

)(

She had died 1000 times

She has never been reborn


She calls herself BROKEN

she is known as

SOMETHING ELSE

•

love (?)

She reads the love poems on her screen

She thinks of simply calling herself depressed

And getting drunk

But now the doorbell is ringing

And it's time to get to work

)(



.

'


that which you fear happening

Has already happened

||           oo           ||

when all the adults in a society

Appear to be

Gargoyles of demonic animals

Fit only for a child's twisted nursery RHYMME


It is time to leave

:::

It is time to leave

:::


Hey girl

Put your clothes back on

( it's time to leave )

:::

Hey boy

If you want to have real self respect

Pick up your courage from off the floor

::

( it's time to leave )

::

::

EYE TO EYE

HEARTS

REVEAL THE ONLY MEANING

OF " MAN "

)(


I am the pure golden soul

You can have me if you want

.




                                          ( we're starting to get boring )


::


Illuminati Night

CULTURAL HEROES !

the way that babe

can shake her booties in my face !

Should make her father proud !

••

**** star high

Ain't it great (?)            AMERICA !

//

)(

Little words

Grafitti footsteps thru the night

The boy ,  his feet wrapped in

Rags of blood

His mother's crying in his ear

& his little sister's face

In their last midnight


)(

Mystical sight

                                 ----                                HERE                           ----
                           ----            ALL OF US TOGETHER              ----

•

Looking to see

Truth

( at last ! )

;;;


FROM SEA TO SHINNING SEA

TO FINALLY SEE

TRUTH AT LAST


X

.




we danced all night below the stars

•

love is an immensely pure feeling

:::||:::

somethin about knowing somethin

Real important to know

•         •
<>

/ ( her ) \

/\

•


The more you ARE yourself

The clearer the vision of all others

And your love for them

••

Someday I want to be nothing at all

//

I really hope that I am worthy

.

.                                      

if you would live


COME TO LOGAN MOUNTAIN


""  <> ""



I'm from Logan Mountain

&
I humbly

Invite you there

)(


LOVE is free on Logan Mountain


                                     Freely given

                                    Freely received

••

Soft *******

Passing between eyes

Soft truths

Traveling thru our minds

Pure nature and the gods

And we children

Who chose to be here

•

We declare all wars are done

And decency reigns

"""


We shall renew all our lives

And give all things their proper names




And we will be as we

Were meant to be


For the rest of time




X

.


I mean

Have you ever thought about some mundane thing
Like shopping

And asked yourself

HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE I JUST PASSED BY
AND TAKEN THE TIME TO REALLY NOTICE ?

really !!

Way too many !
( especially for poets like us ! )

••

••

The other day

While shopping for toilet paper at wallmart

I actually took the time to sit back and watch the people
Moving around

It was fascinating. !

I kept thinking

WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE TO ACTUALLY ****

THIS ONE
OR
THAT ONE !

God !

All you want is a big fat ****

Of naked bodies

( High turned on naked bodies ! )

Totally open to YOU !

•

I started to wonder

WHAT POWERFUL POLITICAL FORCE IS  STOPPING US

FROM LIVING OUT OUR TRUEST  FEELINGS  ?

( haven't we all asked that ,     Really ? )

•

**** !

Maybe that Robin guy is right ?

•
•
•

Of course

To really **** someone is to know them

Intimately and honestly

And completely

//

So

A real
****

Is not just about ***

•

This I think we all are beginning to realize

•

Well

Anyway

See YE sometimes

Back on the farm

Where nature is free

And so we too can be !


X

)(




Soft the vision

( The savior )

The girl with the broken eyes


||

:::::::::::

**** us all

For ******* with anyone


)(

**** the ******* politicians

And the stupid ******* who believe

•

And

( as I said )

I have never lynched a *****

Man or boy

//

I see it all again on the streets of all cities

()()

And I see you too dear poets

But


I do not hear you say a thing



.

,



my fellow citizens

-

It's been a long time since we last gathered together in such dire circumstances

We were remiss in our duties to allow such dissaray to occur

But we know now that to allow its continued presence to fester within us

Would be madness , even suicide

••


We have within us , pulsing proudly , the very essence of the ideas of democracy , of freedom

The wisdom drawn from centuries of struggle
To perfect the substance of our reality

::

And we come again to a test of both our inner strength

And outer resolve

And our love for this creation and hence it's creator

We know the essential character of this creator as love

And of the ultimate fairness of all that is done

•


This is the primary ****** of my endeavors

Of my work in trying to open the heart of all Americans

To the vast grace within themselves

Up against which

All our problems seem trivial

•

And as such

I run for President  of the United States of AMERICA

Only to honor the great commitment we have all made

In the names of Justice and Peace

X

..




We are the young ones on the hill


::


The solid sense of unity


The mystically surreal clarity

That permeates the world

•


We slept again

We awaken again

-----


Come now


Soft footsteps in the moonlight


The warriors


The real




.

.


Homeless  lost boy on the ugly mean street

Oh yes

What can we know ?

•

( NOT TO PLAY THESE GAMES ANYMORE )

•

Soon wars

( And the corpses and ****** )

Oh no

What have we done ?

•


She !

Such a lovely girl !


She !

Such a gentle young one !

•

She saw her friends gathered

Drunk at the bar

She knows

Not to go there

•

She stays in the street til

She conquers her fear

Oh yes !

True to the core !


•

Waits for the lost boy

To come to her side

Holds him real tight

As she knows she must do

•

Your life it is false

Or your life it is true

::

Her love is a gift

She gives everyone

•

She is

A lovely young girl

A gentle creature

Out on her on

•

That's where she'll stay

Till all lost boys find HOME

oh yes !

That's who she is



.

((         O        ))

/|||\



...


... Oh baby


Don't lose your soul on

Broadway tonight


With your cute little ***

And your ***** a hangin out


Givin what they want

You know what I mean


Makes a moma wanna scream


Oh baby


Do t lose your soul

On Broadway tonight


)(

Stay here with me

In dignity and light

And we will be alright


And in the mornin

We will see


If we survived the night


.

.


We drag our genitals out to the PLAYING FIELDS

of life


|
||
|||


we feel
GOOD

cause we feel
PAIN !

()())))(((()()


( INTELLIGENCE is not a major factor
In our lives )


)()()(


Our knives go slash slash slash

and in the blood we draw designs

that mark us forever as MERE BEASTS


••


Soon we are all dead

;;

We would go home

But we can't


::

We are all dead

Amid the squashed genitals and betrayed dreams



.

.








silver fine mist

Well hidden

The silent boat

Enters the waters

••••



I am but a simple man

I may be here
I may be there

But it all happens as it does
With no help from me

//

Like a boat entering sacred waters


::

On the hill


We know what is going on


X

.


For every girl round here complaining about guys

"Checking em out "

There's a thousand girls

"Strutting  their stuff !! "

)(


Ya think that the girls complaining about the

"***** hounds"

Are the girls who get no attention !

•


Well

Get totally stupid and insincere

Some day

You might become the President !!



::

.


Where 1000 's of people die each night


.

..


----__----


we rise from sordid bed sheets

We hear strange sounds from strange beings


:/:


Yeah
Life is grand

))


on the lake serene

Gentle images and men


)(


So softly

All the Good that's in the world

•


My love


Pure ******* pure hands


:::::

We shall stay true

Like a 10 year old girl



X

0




^^^^      Upon Logan Mountain       ^^^^

Within your Eye


///

Gentle young people

:::::

Pure love is here


•

Here on Logan Mountain

::


I have been to Logan Mountain   !

You too

Can go there


)(

Some day I shall go there forever

But today

I only look to take you there

Tol Logan Mountain

And HE WHO IS THERE

•


look.          !       The little crippled boy   !

Hobbles toward Logan Mountain

It shall be a long hard climb

But he shall make it


Humble and Meek

for there is only love on

Logan Mountain

)and so he goes there


::



Come

Why don't we all go !!

Together !!


And in so doing save the world




.

.


Except that

RAIN

rhymmes with

PAIN


&

Is a poetic image of it


•


:::::::::::


•


A girl


This is the image used to signify

The total essence

Of
Humanity


////


SHE WALKS IN THE RAIN

///

Yes

Yes



She certainly does



X

.


Our poetry !!


""


Our LOVE !


)(

The whole world

Struggling for life

Struggling to live !!

)(

& then

JUST TO FEEL YOU TOUCH ME

AS I LOOK INTO YOUR BLUE EYES

IT TAKES ME TO THE HEAVEN OF FOREVER !

)(

Oh well

There will be 1000 versions of this crap

All day

This sterile ******* lie

We all
Know

Is a sterile ******* lie

But it is so infantile

We don't feel
Threatened

With the responsibility

Of growing up

!

We are NOT poets

Poets live !

We write words and create our mutual fantasy

Of self worth

Even though we have done nothing to warrant this respect

Except have bodies and hormones

And have absorbed enough ******* poetry

About love

To imitate it

//

Then we all together conspire

To raise this simple experience into

Cosmic significance

In order to pretend we exist and that out life has meaning !

""


And then we live out these lives in loneliness

Within the exaltation           of
sacred memory !

::

While the world decays and our children die



.




.

.


No one knows what they really

Believe

( but I bet it ain't close to what

they're told by the priests ! )

•


New ship in the harbor

Strange flag
Strange sails

The ladies are smiling

No one knows why

)(

____

><


Oh blow YE

Winds

From the true Yesterday

Unto

The Promised Tomorrow


)(

Strange !

This

Feeling everywhere

It's
A world of Thugs and Thieves !.....(?)

;:;

Ship's  in the harbor


COME ABOARD !

ain't no life without freedom

No freedom without truth

::

So who are YE now boy ?

COME ON !

SPEAK!


•


Winds of chance

Winds of change


We movin out together

And together we' ll remain




Yeah

That's the Way

Yeah


That's the only way



.

.

.


she stars the night with her bright eyes shining


Ohhhh   !!!              !!! Ohhhhh !!!


she bares her ******* to the

Moon and the lightening

raises her sword and starts to scream !!


FREEDOM !!

FREEDOM !!

FREEDOM ! !


//

Are YE gonna come ?

Gotta decide now !

/////

:/:


Eyes

all the children
  
and the shadows

Harlequin dancers on the

Eve of decision

Gotta be warriors

Or be dyin

::

Songs liberated

Like the children on the streets

Ohhhhhh !!!!!                  Ohhhhhh !!!!!

)(

Well we know we  are the only reasons !

We are the lonely lighted angels

The holy urchins



We are BROKEN from the branches

We are the fruit

We are the seed !

GOD IS GLAD !

//

Strides with her bare ******* thru the alleys

Her soul of fire

The sword in her hand



!!!



.

.



....


the rain !

:::

The empty heart

•

The brutal indifference

•

The formulaic love story !

•

Silly silly

Boys and girls !

::::

Now !

•

The soft brown moma walks

The streets alone

•

Her child is gone

•••

The moon weeps

|||

The young girl

Looks out her window


Really doesn't see a thing



.

.



she said :

See yourself thru my eyes !

Then you will love yourself forever !

//

//

Love myself forever ??????

that doesn't seem like a worthy goal !

A bit narcissistic in fact !

••

//

••


What IS it we were created to be pursuing ?

Something simple
For sure

•

•

Like

LOVE

//

Love --

Given freely to the world

Given freely to everyone !

Something to bring us all together


.

.



I'm a bit ***** you see

And after I leave you in tears


You can write a poem

On Hello Poetry

••

she    ) ...   Hey hey here is my ****

****** and raw and in pain

I gave my soul to stranger

And now I wander in shame

:/:

Yippee yi yo

Yippee yi yay


Ghost children

Lost in the lie !


)(

the high hill song

The woman was a saint !
( an angel (!)  )

-/-

A ragged gutter boy

Knows more than anyone the night
.::.

She basically ***** for 20 bucks a pop

2 or 3 pops a night


( Good for a little spending money )

•
We wander the subway dawn

Anyone can join the dream



X

.

THE SONG !

~~~

Dead

( The AMERICA )                          

Streets of infamy

And forgotten memory !



Lying to ourselves


Pretending somehow

It can be erased

•



Bathing in pure intentions


><

Come child

Away from these stinking

Gross

Unholy images

Of MAN !

•

The simplicity


( truth )

//

Come on !

Grow up !

Stand !


.

.

the moon bright shining in the sky

)))()(((


A SONG BY

the 4 girls

----


past the old rusted facade

Trying
To cover over


THE TRUE FACE OF HUMANITY

<>•<>•<>•<>

the masks of twisted greed and
Sexless anger

THE FEAR

)(

Hey hey

Child
Come away

( anyone can be a child )


Anytime now

It may still
Be possible to be free

///////
/////      /////


swaying

Dance !

The rhythm !

( The bodies of the seekers

All around )

•


the magic of the sacred images


SHE

( who walks across the bridge

NOW

Can't you see ? )

;:;:

she's heading fot them  hills  !

"""

We may follow if we want

)(

We can do near bout anything !


.

.



... alien song

Invades the cookie cutter lovers

And their poems

.... ) •

Shape shifting their slimy bodies into

The demonically sub human forms

We see around us and in the mirror

••


Softly we lie down in silly little words

Concerning some form of twisted cookie cutter

Reality

,,,

******* and ***** and **** like that !

Tossed about like some inanimate objects

Alien toys !

Stuck on us simple to give us some deluded

Diversion !!

////

( I'm compelled to write this cause I've just been

Reading some of the " winners " of the DAILY

And my soul is puking !

////

the arrogance !

:::

All the experts on love !

And the great wisdom !

PAIN IS GOOD !!

( well .. ******* too ! )

•

The sweet sweet song


She was true to her human birth

She was still " unique "

She was still able to

LOOK AND SEE !

the beauty that she called

EVERYONE

.


We  have lived together for 1000 years

///

Growing slowly together

( maybe someday we'll get married ! )

"""

Once we are free

From the cookie cutter religious folk

And their cookie cutter priests !

;:)

The day is long

The road is straight


Everybody

Hey !



LET'S GO HOME


.

.



<> •<> •<>


long long time ago

-///-

A walk in the park

))

Dreamy eyed child

::

Oh we are


Such

A
Long long

Way from home

+*+

strange world after dark

With  it's haunted human faces

=+=

orphanage song

CRYING

she

Really loved

I found her wandering


Thru the mystique

I said :

May I join you there ?

{#}


Lonliness

•

( no reality )

><         <>        ><


Sweet angel touch


The only meaning to the  song



.

.


hopping a freight train goin west

//

//

Yeah

FREEDOM was a thing

Meant somethin then


••

In a little old diner by the side a the road

We raised our child as best we could

••

in a small cabin in the woods

We all found god together

)(

little our day is like a creek to a mighty river

But

Oh !

It was do good !

)(

In the hobo hovel

Outside of town

//


We dreamt of true justice

And the world was found



.

.



anybody

Can hear

Anyone

Can change

//

We are the greatest of fools

••
•       •
••

trashed out children

Seeking love

In the places from which

Love has fled

Worshipping memories

Long since gone

Worshipping dreams

Long  since dead

•

In this country of infinite shame

..

Oh child

I watch you die

//

Oh child

It's okay

Oh child

It's alright

)(

)(

Hiding your helplessness

With spasms of hate

"""

Oh yes

Oh no

Oh maybe


"""

In this time of mass brutality

••

All
There
Is
To
Be
Seen

•

Little lost boys and girls


stumbling Round on the ****** streets

Stumbling around on the ****** sheets


.

.


So indifferent to the pain

::

..

Numb little children born and abused

."""

They don't feel a thing no more

Not even the whip

Nor the ****** chains


//


The long twisted night of grief

•


Playing DEATH with the doll like

Hallucinations

We've become

Tring to simply

Not break

//

All this

Under holy skies


.

|||                       O               O                          |||
v
  <>  

(               )
(                         )

)()()()()(






Yeah we say
aint doin this anymore

We talk a lot

;:;

Rain is fallin

Like poison from the sky

We ain't gonna take it much longer
Cause soon we're gonna die


:::::

DRUMS ARE PLAYIN !!!!

yes it's

Time to come alive !!!


)(

sweet little lover

Why do you

Do what you do ?


You ain't got no freedom

Quit pretending that you do !

•

soldiers on the street in the shadows of your mind

And you'll even see more

When they turn on the light !

//

Angels ! Angels !

Every girl and boy

And if you

REALLY WANT LOVE !

You gotta know how to survive


.

.



                                   goin where we gotta go



••


( Gently now

All the strangers want to live  )



///

In times like these (!)

( Yeah

In times like these

There is something we gotta do

Should a done it yesterday )

••

We are strangers

Let us meet upon the bridge

All together

We shall prevail



X

.


yeah

It's pretty ****** up around here

•

•

in the quiet prayer she lingers

The open window sings !


A free boy appears

They ride upon his great  stallion


Across the wilderness of mass

Deception

And self illusion


Unto the dawn !

;;

she is a simple quiet girl

)(

She hears the humble prayers that surround

She lingers in strange shapes and mingles

With strange people

•

••••

she is real

)(

In morbid AMERICA !
--

We mingle with the myriad

Psychopaths & sociopaths

Of our alien invaded generation

))

We eat hot  dogs at baseball games

•

We fornicate with ourselves

)( )( )(

It's all over

We came to earth

And stunk up the place

//

//

She quietly watches us in our shame

She is a good sweet girl


She lingers in the prayers for forgiveness


I appear

We ride upon

My great stallion

Across

The wilderness

Of mass deception and self delusion

Towards the dawn


.

X



Ain't no Indians no more


//

The dream of freedom has gone corporate

•

The Wild West

This is a trademark that's been incorporated

""

A girl is a symbol of consumerism

Every boy is a soldier !

••

But just **** away

My little chickadees !

You'll just be toast in the morning !

//


All is well

We are good

Remember that reality

In the end is the story



X

.../;;( little Leroy __ his is a life that doesn't matter )




-- ( just like yours ) --

.//.

The old cabin in the woods


Along the dirt road

Just past the ole gas station

Where you can buy maps and old cigars


)(


The hard breezes

The truth of life my friend

Is that the rich man wants to **** you

||

The truth of life dear girl

Is that the rich boy is gonna *******


And that we all will live in poverty


•><><><•

Lazy day

In the alley way gangs assemble

Just like kids did once in the park

•

******

•

The cabin in the woods

//

Hello Poetry

//

Freedom

//

Everybody grab want you need


It's time to cut the ******* and come home



X

.



The day erupting !

All decency is gone !


The children off fornicating

With the demons

with whom they dance !

//

**** MY PAIN !

**** my pain !

•

This is all that we are saying

That is all we think about

•

In midst the scent of death

Forever moving

Our way


.

.


^
(<^> )
////  • ||
<>  
\
                 ___)
                 /\      /\


###


( sometimes a ***** is just a cigar )


###

###

Love ! (?)

)(

Even tho Little Red Riding Hood

Loved her Grandmother

I thought they shouldn't of had *** together

)(

Little Red said :


" I think I was reading too many poems on


Hello Poetry

They all indicated it would be alright "


•


••


Sometimes we see each other as

Sacred Beings

::


( she stuck his ***** in her mouth )

::

Or sometimes as just a good cigar

.

.



(?)
(?) love (?)
(?)

::::


I can't describe it but I know what it is

::::


The broken ******* walks the street at noon

||||

Naked and loud

PAIN

hangs around

As we hang around

Marveling

At our own misunderstanding


)(

Her ***** are nice *****

They are not Beyoncé 's *****

But they are nice *****

)(

She's been felt up 1000 times or more

::

I wonder if it all has made her HOLY

::

I would like to think it has

••

( as it has made we who have felt her up

Holy )

••

(( in a very certain sort of way ))

::

Asleep in the rain


I hope the tiny child don't die



.

.





she was a good girl

::
||||
::

she was a good girl

( a very good girl )


"""""


On the cliffs before dawn


Light across the seas

Guiding the young boys home

;;;;

A good girl '

Yeah

A very good girl

••

down at the bar

On twenty second street

Drinking with the ******* dancers

""

Sleeping with the homeless dudes

In the alleyways

)(

She

She was

A very good girl

)(

I know her well

We been together

For more than a couple  a years

Split by lightning


In the storm


•
•••••••


Just an old man

)(

In the story none talk about



)(


we

Talk a story none care about

( about doing the cuddly wuddly

At the

LOVEY DOVEY BAR AND GRILL

ya know !

Down in Yuppieville ! )


//

The break ups

The **** ups

And all that crap

//

Ya know

The stories no one cares about

Cept a bunch a ***** babes

Who like talking ****

,~,

The tree -- !

( the real man ! )

Split by the lightning speed

Of the lies being told

( the humiliation of Reality )


//

Come !


Lovers

Let us walk thru the forest

And feel

The breeze

Let truth cleanse us

Let us free each other

And the world


.

.




after the first

PRANAM


there is no other

//

we are the fruit of the seed we planted

Yesterday

••


( pranam )

///


Only the gentle ones survive

For only kindness is

Real

•


Only the good die young

But the best are never born


( Except by choice

Which true lovers

Choose to do )


••


Very simple is wisdom

For we are born of the spirit

And not the mind


)(


In one second all is known


All in all it's a lovely day



.

.



& the whole universe

Residing

Inside us all

Tells us what we need

To know

••

••

the immaculate conception !

""

The greatest of lovers

Within the fullness

Of a Complete Birth

//

We are here

""

Let us do what we come to do



.