then
the boat rocks
and I peer through my telescope
it hurts when you
insult me
it makes me happy
when you mock me
but I also see
that I am far from perfect too
and we both know that
meanness is unattractive
but no voyage is
without choppy waters
weather you see them coming in not
I can
pull that knife from between my shoulders
because I love you
this ship will
arrive at its destination
no matter what
just fine tuning it
on occasions of
total release and giving
over the power of the
evening and now you know
and grow in the redemption of
giving control from below
it is not the psychedelic
Free flow when you get caught
In a Curse of a crow while
eaten in the undertow into
stories of the gu down the
street named Joe who
helped even through where he was thrown
a friend overboard who helped
row I do not know if I
wanna be in that boat when
whoever
meets me is in
that cold mentally driven snow yet
you are the only one to
see blue glow when we
observe the moon show
just fine tuning it
as I roll over
and get a kiss from you
a connected eye
that wasn’t open
but still saw all the
nests it’s thoughts had sewn
and on the way
a being was there
made out of the web
on iron and dread
and the fear that was planted and grown
where did the grime get washed off
and why was that hidden in
the shores that are defended
by the angers we have made a job
for them to do at this time
a hold on the seeing
of numerous futures come into being
and the careful way of
all the situations
fitting into place on this day
answers to questions
we don’t always
want to know
please can you tell me
as those greens come up
from seeds why would
you torture me in those
words filled with venom
and the stab in mY back
was nothing compared to
the stab in my heart but
that would make me
only be moving in
dance to the rhythm
and that is a way to
be happy if I could
let a glad moment in
me it would occur
but only if I let it
and a dime or two
was there and true then
dance to the music and
dance to the rhyme
could make me happy
I will do it
every time
I am apprehended
By the imperfections
of mu decisions
and reminded
of my faults
on a constantly often basis
and made to remember
the onslaught of
unworthiness which was all an
uncomfortable mask made for a stab in the
front that became so many
Instances of hurt from
the battlefield of burned-out
self esteem has always
been a long open field of
wounds and bunkers of
ways a sick unhappy
delivery has been
absolutely relieved and received
by some soul who would
never have met the
sorrow of a dark inner
torture young me
eats up and was bread
eating for
sometime
in the future
I thought
from this way
lying down on
the floor looking up
it makes you see
so many things
so many ways
that you never really
did before
as you are
reclining on the couch
my sweet sweetie cleopatra
you clip the edges
of a fall foggy deliberate eve
with this snoozing warmth
among the huddling
under a blanket
hot drink expressions
you have flowers
you reflect them
you have candles
you feel thier atmosphere
another delicious
cross breeze of
two worlds
simmering together
simmering together
with care
and an abundance of passion
I thought of what I would do
besides tell you
how much you are the
treasure of joy
that came its way
from the sun’s grinning face
so I grabbed onions
yellow like old paper and
tomatoes red like blood and
veggies that smile with
winks of garlic and
freshest parsley I can get
and chili powder from
a brand I like
and everything else looks like
my bag of stuff
Seems like soup already
and when you get home you know
it’s my famous chili
and you are smelling it
before you even get in the door
and you kiss me gladly
like this dinner is
comfort as if each bite is
slipping into a hot bath
as if I read your mind
all the time
the one time
you fly away and do
sky and the
by and by and we do
not make another pot
boil and do not say
as if we seek the turmoil
and make a scene and
horror movie scream
make a mask do not
fear a task be strong
live online recorded
another song everlasting
Make a new recipe
cook drake like
North math come time
clock on the burials
of Aurora and a few
few more dip in the winter pool
washing my face
I looked up and saw the
sky behind beside me
and I realized that I
never had a bathroom
which had a window in it that
you could see from the
shower and I never look
at the time I used to be
all surfaces soap then
Rinse then hair then get
up get out get gone but
when I had a shower with
steam hitting the sunshine
I stopped hurrying or ever
not caring I got lost in
the thoughts and for got
and I do not know
if I knew not
we made a pact
of total honesty
where we were when
we were there
where it happened
while we went we made sure
the doors were locked and
these lands were protected
and the fall of a leaf
and a fence I have freshly made
and I blessed it
and the yard in the back found
it’s way up this path
and down the road to a place
where three buddas rest
and after a few nights
we cannot sew up this
rip and I wished the complex
maze of mystery which
Saw you find a
major new wind to zoom
through we got you
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| Devlin Demontigny on city blood |
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