be universal

A higher plateau and astericks

That bardo journey once

Orchid Thoughtsz

A mandala of golden eyes

An altered honey

Crying to us all

Each step is for world peace

Dandelion laughings

A sky within the sky

DIY bliss outsz

On a deep path to the center-mind

Science can’t teach what is

Night umbrellas, daylight

The servants of the void

Spiral like

That wounded one deteriorates

Like the Biblical ones

Yielding to eternity

Stories, vignettes, chartreuse

The voice of svahas

Illuminations of the tides

A spark, a sitar and

The green green everywhere

For carpenters of the Way

And an eucalyptus origin

A feta moon

And a quantum Kuan Yin

Unhinged tv shows clang

A mountain of waves

A hecatomb of boulders

Analyze the hauntologies

Now the rakusu shines

Be aware of your goodness

Arrayed at the banquet

The poet and the deer

Nurturing everything

Like a violin of light

The wheel has its corners

And an infinite laughter

Blase are the greats of humanity

I’d rather be sunyata

In the craziest hours of dawn

I am the wind and its last breath

As monkeys float away

And the tasks of humans are forgotten

From a roaring lull

The satyrs furl

Above a glass world

Talks and talks and talks

Until my eyes fall out

To the boreal man

Is unseated by deep copper

And blonde raspberries

But governs the leaves

The shinings of the radioactive

And crepuscular shamanics

A free lobotomy

No kings, no minds

Vinyl records are the future

You are, you are pure space

Who whirls vast through the lore

And emblazons and then rosins

Conjuring rhyzomes anti

Beyond the roofs of time

A divine mania

And a handbuilt clamor

Doo wop for the exiled

Like a basil spirit

Rewind the lakes

And to the way out scuzzies

Within the activity of the Tao

And an alchemy in these veins

Technicolor Aloe Friends

A pearl in the brain

At the farthest midnights

From a night of spirit cries

The bright wounds laze on

This one eternity, fulfilled

A crow smokes a pipe

Infrared eye-hearts

A holy vagabond

Unbroken vow of the mirror’s core

A lymph node’s descent

From all the experimental domes

Hearing the last blink

Stars and silhouttes

Unbe

At the kingdom of halved-nights

A bullroarer upends

And the windows burst

Ask the green king in the unmirror

Omniscient diamonded one

A differing of once, always

That doorway of salt and light

Brings me to the perfect trumpet

Like the dreams of a stone

For a starry moment the

Xerography of

The bustling oleanders

My tears are ruinous

The sanctuary of

Patchrobed and vacant

Forgive the macabre king

Electrified by a willow

Summoning the abhidharma

From the queer center

An enriching absolute

An oboe bends

Lost in the reeds again

The green and blue tilting

From a world of milk

One cannot stand separately from their master

In a weird universe the

As the archangels destroy us

From the peaceful world

I encounter

A falling tree

Is not the matrix

Of who we are

Boom for real

A diamond moment in the mugwort

Within your golden lungs

Every cascading ink

The muse bowing in 360 degrees

As the eggheads crack

Dig their alchemical zines

Says Aslan to the mad doves

Our eternal fanny packs

A brokn chrysallis

A pure and ingrained joy

Lao Tzu walks the impasse

At each horizon, a milieu of deer

The ghosts of white peacocks

Arise in the moth’s vision

Only a severed clapping

A realm of blissed out lemurs

Like a doorway to green eyes

You bask in the tattooed dusk

Through out zinc galaxies

A treasured Kinkos

As the trees sing and sing

That aisle of tangerine poems

Rising with glowing with

A sudden alphabet

A currant song, a quark of

The Dervish ones in love

A fleeting bread

At play on the hurdy gurdies

Like the keytar, the keytar

The rewindings of Andy Warhol

Swoosh to the soleil

And a song of violets

To Zarathustra! The marigolds

A garish radish man the

Suspended by violin strings

And patchouli eyes

Aloe Monks for the klangdom

Bestow a sparkling glyph

And memorize the suttas

A kyudo master of laughter

Welcomes the varying sky

And chirrups in the streets

From a hi fi sine wave

The I Ching remix

Levitating forever

Dig dug addicts and parsley

From the eye to the forest

A calendar of tears

Out of concentric horizons

An unreality of dissections

From the terrace this consonant

As a profound flight of words

Or that luminous luminosity

The silhoutte of the masters

This Exquisitely Random Bliss

May The Distortion Pedals of the Rain

And The Nomad of the Stratosphere s

Fuck this nirvana like universe

A cloth of this and that

Fresh blossoms of

Right now, we are dancing for God

Yet we strain for accomplishments

The Flowering of the Universe

From the cinnamon air

Lackadaisical tangerine man

A squalor of joy

Resurrect that singing angel

That wooden dragon eye

Lame and wept for

Chant down the archetypes

Indigenous to one tree

Be the clanking of the bread

As time echoes within you

From the ghee equator

A sad mountain

Our feet walk through the sky

A bridge that reaches nowhere

Laughter resounds in the dome

Tonight, the oneness shines on

And the third eye adorns us

For God, as all of eternity, is

Lovingly bored

Box art and pamplemousse

The swayings of trash in the evening

Absurdity and a broken halo

Becuz of the righteous and Lorca

In the deer’s hive

A heimlich of blissfulness

A rogue unity

Drinking the air

And ventricle for the eons

It is a flying tree

Like an ode to absinthe

Crows, yarrow crows

Out of the neon horizons

A clamor in the hurt

And a perfect mirror

You are not the Tao

But you are not separate from it either

Like the bedazzling of a sunset

New are my daffodil waves

An emerald archetype t

Liberate, broken, rapture

Irrigate bassoons and the jasmines

Only a leaf and another leaf

A far flung xylophone-blinksz

Let the multifold shatterings of

Of our birch like prayers

And our mid-air ontologies

To the sublime white peacock

A vellum poet darkens

Smashing the I Ching

From losar to a sacred twilight

Our spiritized nowhereness

To each green deer

That azure boulevard of the heart

A battleground of white pines

Deescalate the mountains

My temples float in reverse
Like a serene milieu
At these resurrected morning tides

From the center of a mania

Our bewilderment shines

The wanderings, the tarrying

Anti joy psalms

Forehead piercings and Bach

To technicolor horizons

As the blue sitars drone

An array of ciel-pachinkos

And the songs of tangerines

How axial can things get?

Like an aurochs dreaming

Of the perfect concerto

As the shining of the transcendent

I, the diamond wisdom

Repair the hearts here

The flaneurs are dizzying

Like cobalt visions

At the coring of it

Enigma of breath and qi

Our synapses are

Jardins of other worlds

A seric notation among violas

Our burgundy wings

A honeyed expanse

No beliefs, no myriad layers

A voice from the taiga

Ocher river of sky

From the trances of an alternating world

Let the ox troubadors withstand

Be your own messiah!

This proto-moment of the sky

Casts losars on avalon

And readies the transcendent

Emanate the strange gods

Assemblage of nowness

To the rhododenronisms

Meditation is karmic

Bloom in the other world

Our communal bread

Ur-analog the souchong

As a petal falls

Once the lithography-of-birds

In a thousand paix moments

These bohemians, these lamps

Of which curate an octave

A poetry of theoretical guitars

And a sonorous sky

The religions of dolphins

A photon in a box

My heart flies off

Suddenly, the void

Love is an ancient musique

Of moments flickering

Jehovah, carry us!

Yahweh, carry us!

And his eyes would go white

Like a pure wasteland

Where dragonflies laughed

Basquiat in furs reading the I Ching

A student of the threefold Tao

Like the mind of an acoustic guitar

From within a perfect raspberry

The chaos becomes cosmos

Jungians redesign the sky