a form of torture

Longing for someTHING/someONE you
can not have when it is within your grasp…but far to distant
in electrons so it/he/she rejects YOU.

12:34(love)

can get so numb,

forget whatitfeelslike or simply 

refuse it.   

What a beauty/poetry!

foresight


Knows what you want..
Knows what you need..
then act accordingly.

woosa

thought process

(Ahem)..It is not a thought process-

golden wheat leaning

willows weeping.

instinctual chile; like this life living.

Hugging dat shovel mining coal and gold nuggets

hard hat adorned digging through soot

and chaos and evil and hate and love and poverty and sickness and blackness.

Gotta feed the family on gravel

and hope til’ fate come.
Til’ I get there at that place

solemn and whole lacking nothing; I digging.

cryptic

Hard like nails
sweet like molasses.
Cyber heaven
trail infinite.

Can you feel turbulence?

insert from Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston


Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men.

     Now women forget all those things they don't want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.

http://www.imeem.com/artists/melanie_fiona/music/pPI5V5ky/melanie-fiona-it-kills-me/

ODE


insert from Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Chidhood
by William Wordsworth


Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
to me the meanest flower that blows can give
thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.


1803-6.

covenant



ain't NO sour blown like
this missing.