If I told

if i told

If i told your story
would you remember me
after all the glory
and fame
With all your worries
could your remember,
If i told your story ,
my name

waiting at your road side
wait for traffic to subside
what it took for us
not to collide !

Oh that radio show never goes
away or the same way
we’d inspected or invested
stations and static rays

If i sang your song
would you come and listen
tune me in for long
and rhyme

notes i sung wrong
would you put on inquisition
If I sang your song
and rhyme

saucer shaped – paranormal blues

Watching the world
spinning beyond control
through the tentacled boxes
through the angst filtered prints
through the vista portal windows

Holding onto the jagged edges
around all the entropy spaces
just to feel

Feel the fading forces
swallowed by spacey rigor mortis
impending disconnection notice

Watching the world
spinning beyond control

Turning eyes to night skies
I’ve become
suddenly saucer shaped
and fly away

We want something to believe in
we want somewhere to escape to
we want to look past the horizon
we want to feel another presence
we don’t want to be alone

ship wrecked on a world
spinning beyond control

everyone is suddenly saucer shaped
and fly away

char’d and tread

Segregate
The moist smoke of a campfire
From the highway

Excites anticipates
Because I cannot decide
Which I’d rather be at
quick enough.

Is that charcoal
Is that tire
Come on which is it now
Take me there.

tuning fork song (sheet metal press)

Tuning Fork

I have a voice
that sings who i am

I have ears
to hear who you are

We have a song
like hammer and anvil

Alchemists conversation
between two beams
of a tuning fork

I have a voice
that sings who we are

I’m looking for ears
to alchemize our songs.

keep calm

Calm and Cute

Night Cute

calm the demeanour
crowd quickening to the keep
they cry for their king

Pink Elephants

 
 

Tribe tribe
Hunters Vibe
the dawn is young
and so alive

 
 

To Sun Ra

Beacon (Version 2)

Meet me at the lighthouse
at a quarter till four
we will drink in the sea breeze,
and keep the ships from the shore.

our whirling beam of light
Shall cut through the night
our winding conversation
shall bind our bodies tight.

your seducing smile and beating breast
lures me through the jagged surf
I’d rather crash upon your rocks
then sail the empty sea of search

so I’ll find you at the lighthouse
in your beacon body form
between your light behind your light
we will find us glowing warm.

Silk

robes of each of other

you glance to
another way
when I look at you

I wear your
silken slumber
robes of thunder
mines of worry

mind it wonders
to desire
silk to silk
skin to skin

Still Life – self portrait

filtering software – GIMP.