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Poems or Short Writings

Shine on Horses

gruesome cities pave these streets
star struck angels take their seats
a show combs over hairless waste
we're longing for a better taste

what we've got is more than ghosts
what we've heard was told to us
when we find the darkest fold
we crumble with the dying gold

wealth will surround us
tears will drown them
shake off your laughter
edges of summer
when will we find the darkest of dangers?
comfort is crowding
delicate natures

horses ran through my mind

not a sound

only shine

Philosophy Fallacy

Philosophy is all talk...
keeping landfills of knowledge in business
with an overflowing revenue of ideas
massly produced
with no preparation
just a common sensation.

Stacking the Mending Tiles

every wonderful decaying piece of matter
was just wrapped around the frail acorn
like a desperate wish for a joyous day
like the production of productivity
left wide open for the valiant effort of failed precision
feeling down on the sand of healthiness
while empathetically
and pathetically
creating the sadness of welfare
lapsed inside this aching heart
which is only tired
rest forced itself upon the prayer of the mending
look forward to the healing
brace yourself for stacking tiles
upon the delivery of a miracle

Sipping Sparks from My Coffee

digging through the ground
searching for my coffee grounds
leaving helpless backbones
backing their submarine barracades
as though these accolades
persuade an invader's invasions
i am speaking of broken spokes
spoken with haste
tastes like stale coffee
hey
when will your planes reveal wingless precision?
connecting more connectors or vectors
eatings beets with meat seems logical
betting on letting levees leaking for weeks
is like premeditated statements
stated on eradicated affidavits
juries keep banging their heads against the wall
cover the night
cut loose your ghost
invite them over for dinner
making friends with the enemy
talking sense into the senseless
stubborn to the core
tables with plates and various utensils
drawing your meals with an unsharpened pencil
muling over another dull soul
vile evil
saddened by the results of an eraser
don't forget to regret forgetting to regret
read and registered
my eyes left a sour taste in my mouth
though the edges revealed danger
they showed mercy
and a blessing covered in snow
melting the sun
no light
no dark
just molten meshing
of happy sparks

Moon's Tear

elevated elephants cried out in the midst of the full moon
and carried the dehydrated camel to the invisible oasis
underestimating one's capacity
a dire strait
wind is only screaming
trying to be quiet
and the fish keep flapping in the water
ready to swim through the grass
to reach another oasis
sandy disgraces filtered from the word yes
no need to analyze the peanut sized brains of the elephants
can't you hear the thinking from their ears?
what a weight to place on their trunks
dying light
moon is fading
we keep waiting
for our collision
destiny has already decided
so why does it keep hiding?
running down our wicked games
in the distance i saw your silhouette
further and further down that beautiful beach
when your smile reflected off the waves
it was absorbed by the last drop of the full moon
the moon shedded one tear
beating drums bounced its path toward my beating heart
and the rhythm matched
your smile
the moon's tear
merged to my heart with a sound that only we could hear