Blue eyes blazing, I stare into the golden sun, my eyes burn cool fire blue
love is ridiculous like a roller coaster, head bobbing up and down
under the sheets at night, on the kitchen table at dawn before breakfast
eternally in love until we grow apart but until then we come
enticingly as flames, as tongues lick a blackhole, we disintegrate time
yellow as a cowherd burnt orange by the sun, squeezed, beaten to a pulp
excessive violence, gratuitous, senseless cinematic judgment
saccharine as sugar yet twice as sweet, tulips open with deep delight
belligerent rivals wage war against tough love, we fight for peace not piss
liquid skies, cool fire blue, turn piss and vinegar into vim and vigor
anxious anxiety chokes us, x marks the spot, buried treasure, black smoke
zones out, zonks out, zooms in for a close-up, the lens ready, Mr. DeMille
in sweet adolescence, we zip open our flies and hang out as couples uncouple
nearly sunset, the games we play remain the same, desire under the elms
generate heat to stay warm in winter, active in summer until fall
I play with a blindfold before I fall asleep, the darkness of my soul
stark, raving mad, naked across the asylum, we stare off into space
tranquility treasures the days of lithium in a haze of stardust
asinine donkey ears, we listen to foolish professionals to lead
raise the roof protesters gassed to tears by police playing at citizens
eager to wear body armor, bulletproof vests, act as Kevlar soldiers
ingratiate my soul with flatterers and thieves, troublemakers and fools
nervous agitation trying to find my way as a lost butterfly
trepidation deters hummingbirds from stealing my psyche with roses
obligations persist even though bridges burn slower than bullet trains
trails of activity alert others to dreams of thriving coral reefs
heat within the oceans cannot cool down the earth, simply burn the barn down
elegant arsonists torch cans of gasoline just to smell the petrol
gorgeous daylight, at dawn, I rest after a night of moving furniture
orders to save the witch and not the sad princess, miscommunication
linger too long feeding stale bread to hungry ducks floating across the lake
despite the decades lost, I can return to dreams, to a relinquished past
egregious spinsters sit together and drink tea waiting for their true love
nobody ever knocks while opportunity withers away with age
socialites always fit into the scheme, the flock horrified by spinsters
ugly bachelors still offend with good manners from the best homes, money
never buys happiness but patriarchy sticks to poor fraternities
my eyes burn cool fire blue when I met you at school in a dark corridor
yesterday, I woke up and fell back to slumber dogmatic axioms
esoteric knowledge of the spirit and breath makes metaphysics seem
yellow as wallpaper, old, stained, dried out, damaged, once hung, now forgotten
even as I enter the world of yesterday, kaleidoscopic snow
shakes off branches of trees where two squirrels quarrel over the size of nuts
bolster my confidence with patience to listen and engage, not dismiss
until the stars align, all consideration is infatuation
recently, an old man told me wisdom is trash recycled on purpose
nobody understands the hidden, dark corners, blind to introspection
consider the lilies beside her grave, so young, cut down before their prime
organic miso soup and fresh sushi, we ate but I could taste nothing
oblique angles, obtuse like dull-witted angels speaking through a donkey
lethargic and listless, souls in the underworld drink from the same river
forget Heraclitus for a moment, water is always just water
in time we become time, we become the river itself within the flux
reincarnation, time becomes rivers of flesh, reified as a thing
eternal Saṃsāra, the wheel of birth and death, of consciousness reborn
bury this flesh in ash in a funeral pyre, rise from ashes, phoenix
lift up your wings firebird, you appear first golden and then blue as the sun
unseen by naked eyes, except by drug addicts and madmen, time stands still
elicit the magic of the kingdom of God within copulation
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