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Quartz Man The
From the yowl of deer A vortex a bangle The way of the present Neon scars are The last junipers Pluckings-from
Bastard of the Iridescent
A wing a wing A new geometry The last shape
Mania Mania
This skyr, thus dolphined A righteous one The origin of a various leaf
Canopy Man
I bring the deer and I bring Theremin tears, O When a seed burns
The Blue Flower Sky
Have you played music with the archetypes And prayed with the gods And the totality
Life is Uffering
Says the Buddha to a Buddha A green heart And what is the real garden
Flying Christ
As the great whales fly by A tincture-man in our eyes That frays the frays
A Lake in the Firmament
Glassy eyed and laughing With these classy forests I mumbled
The Center of the Mind
This xeroxed life of mine A way, a berry, a color After the grandest eye
My Favorite Author
He who limps to the microphone And in a heightened clarity Unribbons
No Breathing
A world in an egg A camoflauge sun The night and its calligraphy
Onion Crying
A scavenger of timbres Along the hydrangeas and the oceans Bring tea, bring quinces
A Neon Blinking
At the juncture of turquoise deer A complete bow Then a golden applause
Cold Brew and Iron
The dance of the saddest wind Like a varying halo Mostly
While My Brain Gently Leaks
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For The Precipices
In the perfect, the gloaming A war in all dimensions Chartreuses / ssss.
Broken Light
To shine with a blue sky Always and always The ice cream
O New Hampshire
In a meadow I eat Indian food And soar like that Another
Forest in the Mirror
I am the lupine-clock A shrouding of A vaporing of
Azure Sonatas
In the wildwood streams A convention of aoxlotls Wind in the winds
Great Winds
The willow, the yarrow Absolute and rooted Like a street of philosophers
Ordinary Day
I move a chair to a different wall And that universal realization Smiles
Lame Star
From a hundred feet I galvanize The highest ore Be that
In A Time of Non Duality
The cry of Avaloketsvara Brings my palms together And unifies all
Not If You Were The Last Byrd On Earth
I set out to strum in every cafe And laugh with the parables of To the new bliss
In The Center Of The Warehouse
Lynch gazes at the light And opens his arms He is going home
Gone With The Dharma
A palimpsest within Dazedly And black currants
The Ocher Hymn
As lunacy prevails A circular breath As a deer blinks
Spaghettification
Awe for the sanctuary Like a kind demon I jangle the way
A Poet’s Poet
From the core to the industrial The moon is a wheel And numbnesslessly
Black Scythes
A man vomits you Out of many golden moments The wheat dies
From The Mountaintop
A coalescing of the myriad strings And all my vagabonds In a rhyminglessness
Eat The Bible
Salt of the mirror Walking amongst the licorice As the sky wavers
In A Crucified Universe
The bells, the fizzies, the twang I banquet it Like a fallen dove
Let Them Eat Skyr
As a simorgh is flown To the awesome chasms This is its eye
Edge Wisdom
The unfolding of a tangerine Like water over stones Believe in the void
Making Art Out Of Art
I throw a kitchen sink Through a museums wall Laughter resounds
Desolee, I’m Dead
Walk on the walking Like a bird with one wing Describe the evening
Crazy Buddhas
Industrial hip hop and a cicada Speaking dharmas to dharmas Notoriously dark
Two Doors in the Mind
As the baphomet is feasting On a bag of needles A new rain falls
Iron Seer
Distilling pain into light Walking on the back of a whale A vacation among armadillos
Face Tattooed
Among the serene, among A rising of the trilliums My tea, that good
The Axolotls
I renounce myself in the uproar As a field of cinnamon And strike the sky
Mind With A View
No more gradients The cello lasts Under the stones
The World is My Hands and Feet
I roll on like a stone A kind of serenity Blooms, blossom
Stravinsky’s Atoms
Thus spake the painting After the word Before the winged ones
Oscillating Elks
From the lame-o’s the same old The rites of T.S. Eliot And a bashed up heaven
The Myth of Myths
The tangerine upheavals In a thought of brine The universe is a stupa
Laughing at Wendys
I am made of wires and feathers An oatmeal man The telephone wires sparkle
Crying in McDonalds
A star hums and chirps With my star shaped heart I welcome the breezes
Avian Whales
From this towering height I see a grain of salt And die over and over
The Eye of Zero
In the twilight, I fall All my droogs are nomads With mangos for faces
This Star Canopy
Lessons in pomegranate cultivation And whirlwind philosophers Vacant lot experts
Botanist in the Sky
The first tattoo and the last A hundred oceans Live, change, die
The Art of Shopping Carts
Be the floppy wheel And the parking lot crows And only buy one apple
Fake Poem
How gossamer the A feral flowering Skies7
Portrait of an Emcee
The mic is ungraspable In a velvet planet Listen for the center
No Self Luminosity
Beyond these dimensions of The pure lilac A dervish walks
To the Dweebs of the Ninth Planet
A very shining An array In nearness
Hermits Unite
For the last hour or moment In a waterfall of onenesses Operations, larches
Bassoons For Peace
The first molecule, the last hallelujah A carrying of salt Laughing with the tangerines
Fjords of the Heart and Mind
I banquet as the day falls Like the frigate birds above us And the ions begin to dance
What I Talk About When I Talk About Poetry
golden eyes wolf canoe in the high cedars
The Insanity of Mockingbirds
I listen to the flowers talk And repair the sky Like a holy watch maker
In A Time of War Dances
Avalanche of loving kindness Saturn lapses, lapses In a floating sky
Inner Dancing
A perimeter of quartz Belongs to the banana king With a view of the zone
Anti Buddhist
Inner being of the winds Walk with me through the clouds Be a mountain
To Angkor Wat
Yet the heron yet The blinking of moon flowers Immensities forever
All Mingling Radiance
The mountain mirrors me A cormorant alights The river unfolds One melon, one in zazen The portrait of an outlet Laughter falls and falls
In The Fieldland
Flight of the prayer flags From the center of every atom A door in the skull With light streaming I seek out amoebas Marauding with the ancients
Owl’s Milk
The world falls away A neu wisdom Reach into the emerald Like a laughing mountain And golden parsely Casio of the heart Bless each kingdom
Banquets For The Mad
Unking the fleeting fields Sadness in the reeds Follow the grackle home In silken turns Free of old geometries The wild distances
Mystics of the Cornerstone
Awe in the wind Mind of grasses and stones High on voodoo Stream in the sky I fray, I fray (edgings in lavender-blinkings
The Om Frequency
Tears fall and fall From true chakras Molecules, friends The night mountains After the simple lunacy Of of of
Balcony in the Heavens
The cave glyphs shine Like the lizard’s expanses A sufi’s forest Out of the rhyzomes Vacant sky of skies Abide, begin
The Broken Oblivion
Reprimand the crocuses Float with the starlings A grain of sand bursts
Music For Laundry Mats
A continuous green and circle The leafing of the forehead A dancer, a tesselation
I Dream In Geode
Says the sassafrass shaman Bursting with sugar Alighting on the sky
Music For Laundromats
The invisible clef And hummingbird robots
To The Resurrection of a Nuclear Planet
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Forehead Awareness
GG Allin in a time morph Resurrected by a hamsa The constant flowering I cry out to the junipers Like an emperor in the weeds Signs of a free war Listen to the dancerings of My bible is in the sky Mint mint mint Myriad pepermint The ungraspable alien like Causes unbroken Our puppeted worldContinue reading “Forehead Awareness”
The Oblong Clique
Hurry the proto messiah Let faces peal The dairy of the white page Locusts from lotuses Until the bleeding library Like a blue seraphim Actualized by hip hop That that strong wisp Axis of the eternal Curry the varying
From Unconditional Skies
The jackalopes bloom again Lovely are the last flowers This painting this view A lot of azure waves Manifesting coins and winds Torrential kindnesses Edge of the known Straight to the unbelievers A feather a feather
Swaying in the Atrium
Antiques in the air The dandies sweeten Four gods align In a new mega basin Trees uplift Notes varying in the heavens Bicycles unsequenced
Oxygen The
A boreal enigma Like the saddest mountain Originally one Beneath the granite From each shining bread Laughter in the leaves
A Sour Sky
Rewind the azalea hearts On a macabre path Totalitarian From a floating bulb In a remix of fens My songs glide
My Nihilism
The coffee of breaking A canvas with blood Hitchhiking to
Sequence of Masters
The dart the arrow the flower Warfare and perfect peace A flying deer God in the core The first dandelion Everywhere the geodes
From A Jade Window
The sacred dust the numinous Implosions at the corners of the world Be a nebula man
A Wave Within A Wave
Virtuoso of thought forms A rolling egg No satori no kensho
An Ode To Microplastics
Scoop out the bits My brain is free Selah monkey ones
The Ancient Future
I bring cedars to the chantings At a fucked up midnight Dig the sky-yarrow
Sentient Eons
The wrists of always Vagabonds in the sedges A two headed bird
Blessed Art
In the crucifix, gold A vortex in the forehead Serene serentities
A Quince Sadness
I am the dark-ceiling We who ride free Four hundred mantis faces
A Monk in Black
This definitive way Axial in the cortex Burning in a nebula
The Outsiders of Burgundy
I pedal the petals To abstract skies A lion in the rye
Dying Poet
As my brain-shattered in golds The first maniac A discotheque of murmurations
Basil To
Sunshine and licorice A floating diamond Bring the cinnabar