the unthinkable


This song

so beautiful

bold courageous strong

inspiring beat words voice.

I was wondering maybe..

if we do the unthinkable

would it make us look crazy?

steam lines

you so silly!
(giggle giggle) caught em from a crescent moon
      putty in my hands
                                 out right arms to the side          weeeee...!
you so, so silly mamma!
(giggle giggle) smell peaceful sunshine on a mountain snowed tip
      inhale       exhale

ALIVE!

out my mind/just in time

Right there
right there
I am right there

out my mind
willow blown
bushel(d) sold

Cosmos pulsar
"radiating"
fire crackin poppin'

Remanats covered
cirrus puffs tiv'd-
e'r body looking

For the missing note
play you play me LOUD
constant thumping bumping         but don't play Me. Don't.

Just in time
given in arms raised
white flag swaying peace sign UP                  advocate.

Limber long strong
courageous spouting volcano
lava dripping talk speech spoken while sleeping           

too beautiful for reality.

Out my mind/Just in time.

Nikki Gionanni Insert from Bicycles

I AM GLASS


I am glass
You can see through me
I'm easily hurt
Any little pebble can cause a scratch


I rise in neither need or love
I become a mirror


If you open me
I am part of the door


We are all more than our experiences
And less than our dreams


If you blow your breath on me
I can fog


Then you can write your name
claiming me for you
For all the time or at least
until the sun shines.




(I am in LOVE with this poem. LOVE!) Thank you Nikki!

magic


haunting is the past.
guide to prevent
repeat offenses,
however, blood drips.
     hate stains on my pretty yellow sunflower dress.


     master-minding time machine
     impossible. Hammering late into the night.


Father, can I tweak time?
Promise no craziness.


present moment love trust on a scale
grams/divided I sniff lines
fetal in a cloud
eyessqueezedshut (sniff)
     no tears, but hopes
     trickling down mountainous cheek peaks.


Father, can I tweak time?
Erasing the gashes only?


future holds it's secrets tight and loose
leaf paper.
scribing in the middle of dance floor
spinning,
     wide eyes
     dizziness evades, clarity reveals
     steadiness in a pretty yellow sunflower dress.


running out of tools.


Father, can I tweak time?
I'ma do right.


just a tweak.

Window Seat


don't want nobody next me.
(I don't)
don't wanna time travel no more.
(I wanna be here)


not there. in a


tangled thicket
mental.
garish makeup
face.


worthless as half-baked cake,
silly witless dove
heart ablaze for intrigue.


aflame with lust,
children of Samaria like,
Daniel wrote.


replica replacing authentic,
external shell inches to make
miles instead of the soul.


what's really real?


window seat please and if anysoul selling trust, I'm buying by the BULK.