10/28/12

What a full glistening pearl of a moon,
On a brilliant walk home,
Crisp autumn air kisses my lips,
Attempting to reclaim a lost partner,
The winds know of what I do with her,
While there, a cool breeze tickles,
As a reminder that Winter is still to come.

Perhaps, perhaps I will have no need,
Just maybe, Winter will not come,
She could save me from it,
But I cannot expect this of her.

Numbness once knew me,
A tender touch of Winter's intimacy,
That quiet desolation whitewashing,
Striping of all character imminence,
And subtle beauty of contradiction,
Once raking me of serenity,
Numbness once knew me.

She seems to know how to defeat it,
How to extract the essence,
Attain victory without violence,
And leave me at peace with my Winter.

Nothing Escapes

Nothing escapes,
Nothing, escapes,
Escape nothing dear,
Nothing escapes,

spastic intention
caustic prevention
nihilistic salvation
realist iconization

Nothing esccapes,
Nothing, escapes,
Escape is nothing dear,
Nothing escapes,

simultaneously drifting, yet directional,
sifting experiences and clipping its presence,
banishment of clannish intent, self righteous fool,
dissolving consciousness into a collexion, a tool

Nothing escapes,
Nothing, escapes.

All is one

All is One, All one is, One is All,
                              One all is.
Is all one, Is one all,
Everything you need to understand,
Seen in a fire.
Items in the fire, they have a past,
Who cut that log, tossed the twig,
What tree grew them,
Where was this organism,
The nourishment of it,
What decomposed its remains,
Consequently, I have a fire,
Where will its products go,
I set the reaction in motion,
The power of this combustion,
Where will the carbon dioxide rest,
What organism will absorb it for food,
We are born of and in life,
We use life to sustain ours,
And when we can no longer,
We sustain life.
All is One, One is All, All one is.

10/10/12

The comforting warmth,
Splits the cold in all your bones,
As love, when in need.

Saturation, dirty word,
Leaves the lips on wing,
Dripping with vigor,
Yet you find yourself,
Cut once again from it,
As if it was dancing to tease,
Frigid reality diffusion,
Through the being of the soul,
Orchestras blasting away,
And yet, it seems alright.

Autumn in Milwaukee

A new and final Autumn has arrived,
Leaking of crimson licking gold,
Breezes risen, reaping the lives of leaves,
O how to explain this natural beauty,
Light spectra, biochemical analysis,
Plain paints, or abstract philosophies,
Autumn caught my blind eyes,
Wrought out over the span of skies,
This Milwaukee prize, this fall,
What a thing it is to reside in it all,
Wisconsin in metamorphosis,
And it transpires while no one watches,
Suddenly the beauty will change,
And bring the longing winter winds,
Towering buildings as mountainous range,
The land moves because it rescinds.