A lament—
mine pleasure?
A flower—
mine happiness?
They bloomed
with quiet splendor.

Yeah I plucked mine joy
for myself—
& left the stem hurting.
Does Lament now bloom in them?

Ahhh,
my beautiful Delph.

You're in the mirror of my dreams
But I'm Eyeless to every hint.
You're wise, strong & kind
I miss you
This silence pierces me.

Perishable & torn
Thy soft skin bears deep cuts.

I wipe my tears
I run to see you one final time
But how can I bear the sight:
Bleeding, exposed & lifeless
Thy powerless form.

Born bare
&
Die bare
With cuts.

Seek to understand the humanity
within those differing views—
along the road of visions
a highway, potholed, dusty, muddy
& infinite.
  Psychologically
grub along like a hitchhiker
on the road of Visions!
  where visions & perceptions
reshape the path to wisdom.

~~
Hitcher on the road
hitcher on the road—
of visions.

I wanna stop.
I don’t wanna stop—
at the same time.

Somebody stop me
Somebody drag me
from this whirlpool of glass & shame.

Somebody stop me
Somebody stop me—
from going blind,
eyeless, bound in chains.

Somebody stop me
from slipping in vain.

Oh, my f~cked-up soul—
my drunk, derailed brain.

Blind
A frustrated mind
Sees nothing.

A positive aura from your side
When the day
craves the young night.

Don’t rebuke where you are
Don’t rebuke your slight.

In the orb of Arbiters
Surrounded by.

Perhaps human life
Is a flock of birds
soaring through the sky

Perhaps the human mind
Is like an unearthed
Exciting thrilling science.

I think I should say hello
But my brain just blanks  
you know?
Heart says “go” feet say “no”
So I stand here…

Stuck in hello.

Hello........

Ahhhhh

Let it be.

for the mind's eye
the vision can be
darker & unreal
~~~

for the mind's voice
the whisper can be
provoking & manipulative
~~~

for the mind's thoughts
a great chasm, Canyon
  of ancient wisdom
achieved & level-unlocked
by inscriptions, Experience
& ages you stroll in this
   peaceful
& slowly rotting Earth
an ancient greybeards
~~~~

for the mind’s wisdom
no thought is new.
  All things return
recycled as dust
as fire
as word
as prayer, as plastic.