Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

To live as nobody knows, to fall into hands that heal Open, to be open, I had to see what true nature is Undone in hands that bind, I rise again to see what love is Crystalline perfect, gazing upon the cellular regeneration Heralding the alchemy of my mind once again as it forms In …

Exit

Invisible, I call and call and make offerings, speak through water-now flushed, almost tender Near to lines so blurry, I hesitate to cross and make waves over the whole thing Sacking the goods from the one book, my living library with companions of the great work It is hot and humid in the regions that …

Another timeline ago

Where I fall, open, to receive on the grounds of merely being real and murderous as the divinity of discernment and hate, as the witness of the walking dead and then spiraling return as the eternal observer- yonder the impulse to kill, the righteous wrath that fuels all destructions of ages we’ve made it out …

Ultra negative

In the pick apart of reality, dash to see what is, doing Inside complex structures and over the top, this whirl never tells us to face North Coaching me to get a grip as I go analyzing the shit outta and the revelations are much bolder and darts come and thy are aimed at my …

Mystery of Love

The mystery of love fills my core-will I share it? Why, I still think the tip of Her tongue, you could not bare Yet, you call me to be painfully honest, to pass through, to raise the stinking fox of nightmares For, the flowers live in the onions of all the whirls rejected by modern …

Comadres para Siempre, Once del Agosto 2019

You will always stand out in my heart with the grace of remembrance embodied in a brilliant jerk of Spirit fire. You are the love of the true Mother, real friend, soul confidante. Long live your Solar-beauty, unforgettable kindness and striking genius that only the blessed will get to see. I see you and live …

Arriving at Honesty

And the withholding No, don’t dare to deny it, any nudity, any sense of revelation Undressed in crowds, no, so I flee and say — Candor that burns, a dream ignited, some awkward output, but as honest as life and yet the spaces, the gnossiene, I still live in Crystalline, sacred tears break the reserve …

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