be universal

I sermonize from every ditch

Gram Parsons like

To the diet mountains

The leaves are asleep now

While an ox resurrects

Honeysuckles anti

I had this, the most garish epiphany

And I walked with its intensity

Into the trash flowers

You are writing across my eyes

I give our love away

To the glacier-forests

Today is for the mauvists

Febrile and yet

A numbness a reckoning

Like a doorway to timelessness

All of my shoulders

Rewriting the yolk

Dove of doves

Relinquish home

By the dragonflys forehead

Turbulent rays splinter in my eye

I dig the hologram like

Be mudflowersz

To serenade pretzels

Flowing with joy

Dream outside the collective

Theorize with me the end

How the scarabs cry

And the earth soars

I am a labyrinth of the impossible

Because of owl theaters

Wishing on pine needles

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Life is that glinting

Of the one wave

Bumbleberry pumpkin

I am the circulation of the jadeness

A walker in the grain

Our luminescence

This is the vocabulary of the ancients

Strife and wild honey

A cult of glyphsz

I praise the Meccans

Also the faggocy

Of each sacred nanosecond

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The ramshackle planet planet

Offices for the hummingbirds

Hookahs and thresholds

Those thoughts of the trash garden

Reminscing above

Unified dorks

The saturnists proclaim all

Like a wing dings manuscript

Puckerbrush and puckering

Together we can uproot the bok choy

That chops at joy and mingles

A dynamo of the coalesced

Anti boredom surplus

Shining rags

Derelicts whirring

The glistering delphiniums

I see you see me

My life is a kind of noise music

These joyfully hewn letterings

Out of the briars and gummy worms

My neck falls off

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Awash in the absolute

My soda pop my quill

Each blasted hour

From wingtip to the center of space

I flockheartedly

An enzyme of jades

Just be the underwildness

As crazed out as bologna

In a heap of stray poets

I think of the disintegration of a garden

And years and years are passing

Stones return to water

I bow to illiterate scribes

Jeru the Healer dancing in the air

Asphodelaceae of the gloaming

Shredded heartmind

Upside down and backwards

Whales circumambulating

As I smoke a clove

He shined out of every pore

And regenerated at night

In the egg-ship he travels in

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We will leaf and live

Oars we will be

Yet the interbeing

Cast out your deer eyes

Like a three cent joke

Rewrite it in the earth

Only the mastery of one crying

Like an unfathomable way

Outside of all languages

Splice a ribbon of wind

And stray and chirrup like

As the trees whirl

Studying Zen is hollow

Give birth to the cosmos

All, all

I am a distro of wings

The homeslice charms

Or the flipping of skateboards

As our laughter frays

And the shut out glint

We walk and sri from

Says the jive man

Berryman at the bridge

These retro daysz

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The teaching is abstruse and necessary

Infinitely return and and

Throwing syllables, anti polyester

To the periwinkle milk

And an atmosphere of

My, myself a daikon

From my pink bicycle the boundless

A maple dances with the oaks

Bring each marmalade closer

The concierge is whirling again

Within a bubble of eyes

A fern grows out of her eye

The diamonded heart of

A molecular freedom

Grok it! Grok this!

Then routine heavens and hells

Flashing through out a vajra bolt

God rises overhead

Across PNW the tree songs

Jugulars revel in the tides

We are the hemisphere of the crusties

What is the weight of a haiku

How do you breathe with five hearts

In my eye an aloe plant

From each sermon an eye

A hamsa revolution

In the night sky the stars are talking

Be the rarified absolute

In a dory of light

Numb the heavens, scimitar

Walking on air the hydro man

Exploding honeycombs

And swank shopping carts

Religion is about you

What do you want?

Dokusan with the sky

Koan-teeth builders

Wacked out Appalachianians

At the gates of our forehead

Herons arise, egrets arise

May these scavengers bless us

To the esoteric ablutions

Of the ruinous sky

I give my fingers to the carrot masters

Dig the operatic sky

Tinctures of the maniacal

TV ads of the rapture

Juniper renegades on a tram

Halocentric amoebas

Righteous, wasted

In the conked out willows

Kanzeon is everywhere

As the basalt flows

This this oleander light like

A municipal gnosis

You reverb you intensify

As we rearrange the sky

Wild from the designs

Out of a tuneful ray

As perfection shines on

In a useless cosmos

And the dazzle of tearlessness

The common era flashes

Out of mind and heart

Her fingers crystallize

In fact he never existed

Just played the bongos once

And thought of G-d

Layers of saxophone

Turbulent reeds

We enraptured ones

Therapists of the winged eye

Radiating the pomegranates

And the dystopias of itself

I wish universes into being

Great Bodhisattvas originate

That suede heart of yoursz

So that nuthatches laugh

Rosin for the these holy strings

In a caravanserai of wise women

Awareness drops away

I am playing chess in the mirror

Drinking from each moment

Becoming a hummingbird

And goofed out discotheques

Let me wail, wail

Loons float in the center

Caribou mind yak heart

Only to bivouac evrrrrrywhere

Asleep inside the king

Cadences in the ultra clover

This treatise unfolds in the stars

Like a choreography of meat

Flashing jade and glyphs of jade

We the flipped out

Danse with the devil

And sweet are the heartsz

Juggalos on the path

Born enlightened

Friends with an octopus

Bleeding from the pupil

Striving out like that hard bop

I see the kingdom of inner space

Like a grape becomes wine

Think of a glass forehead

The sacredest realizations of a hells angel

Let the tonal ones believe

Suddenly we flickered like that

All my rowing desecrated

The heart of a branch welcomes you

Out of the whims of the air

Lodestars and svahas

Stereo sounds from a mind eclipse

The great sidereal campaign

Onyx walks with soapstone

To the wisterical and

Higher than the mountain

Just waves, just air

Theater of disruptions

Saxophone writingsz

A A A A A A

Crowhearted one

Some osprey some carafes

The zenith of an ant’s mind

That stethoscope the sequoias

In, in other realms

With the last proverbs

In a clearing of wisdom

The rutabegas conjur of

These aborted lines

A torrent of pennywhistles

Fuses bread loser windows

Pangs shouldered theorems violinist

Placeless obscurations orcharded monksz

Disturbed sea floweringsz growl

This heartmind disintegrates

Like a fourfold kidney

Or a tie dye sky

Our visionaries explode

As a double rainbow flashes

A tooth in the night sky

And a halo clamored of

That deerskin future

From the ukuleles blessings

Knotty lindens prevail

Dat axial wat iz

Forgetting to meditate

Is the enlightened path

Breakdancing in the eveningtide

Slaking that poet mang

Forever irridescent of

Eye staring from the neck

Each chakra howls

Let go and let persimmons

It is the time of the wasted green

I am the roots of every linden

But with a radiant heart

Sang the scarabs

Of prajna I bow

Decaying are my dank poems

I live in that shining exodus

Purple eyes emblazoned

As saints implode and laugh

A lemur drinks beer

And the harpists twine

Pro uncarved block

Pro stone age Lao Tzu shit

Pro luddites in the sky

Our living is our dying

We ride in the boreal

A clock chimes and chimes

Radiate daffodil energy

Aura of the dead rock star

The rghteous random ones

This is my interpretive dance

Of the French Revolution

Guillotines in Flight

If when in the aisles you notice a twinge

Of dark thoughts or graying mind

Then reflect on death

Reflect:

Soon all will be gone

Kafka flies over the city

Dark viscera

Umbrage and spleen

Or crowd surfing and ascetism

Garish fuck yous

Then a xylophonic way

Soliciting empty space

To one prajna like point

And crepescular gifts

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Usurp material reality

With a hyacinth in a wind storm

He says I jump trains in air jordans only

He says I only eat raw meat

As the dulcimer languishes

I spark a cipher on mars

And survey an atom or a thought

Love is choiceless like an anemone

Each gutter punk agrees

Unmanifest worlds

I swear at the sea

And am in sync with the cosmos

No future anywhere