10.05.2011
I looked up.
There was rain & lightening.
I have floaters in my eyes
but I know I saw Buddha in the sky,
hugging us through the mist or haze
Mother nature blessed us today
w/ her cloudy womb &
wet nourishment.
I sent out an enveloped cluster
of new ideals to the Almighty
but I don't think he wants to hear from me
He gets enough feedback
from his angry creations;
they complain of life's many devastations
They all think they know it so well
If we're all going to Heaven,
why's there a Hell?
I've read the book of truth,
but half the world calls it a lie
I don't know who to believe
as a young girl growing up in
Sin City
I'm adaptable
so my views will change
I'll do anything you want if it's in the rain
My love is a vacant one,
but it is over-flowing with possibility
All my words, all my lies, all these things I let you see
it's all my poetry
and they all rhyme with me.

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10.02.2011
The wind
You can't escape the wind-
its nature exists everywhere
you cannot hide from it's wild roars and mildest breeze
the wind has become part of you-
you'll never be free.

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9.15.2011
In my time in the middle of the road
I dallied naked on the yellow lines
Moving like a beautiful liquid,
My limbs have stories to tell.
I dallied naked on the yellow lines
Moving like a beautiful liquid,
My limbs have stories to tell.
Ii sat for a while in the center of the street,
And didn't jump up for anyone
It was a silent night and someone was watching me
Was it my lover from the past?
Maybe she's mad at me now.
There was definitely some tensiion there.
In between two lanes, two directions, two lives
Teetering on twos
They're tippy toes, too
I am falling and am covered
In many, many burns.
I hear lips smacking
From a voice in my head
Telling somebody else
To get them out
Cause they're stuck in me.
And didn't jump up for anyone
It was a silent night and someone was watching me
Was it my lover from the past?
Maybe she's mad at me now.
There was definitely some tensiion there.
In between two lanes, two directions, two lives
Teetering on twos
They're tippy toes, too
I am falling and am covered
In many, many burns.
I hear lips smacking
From a voice in my head
Telling somebody else
To get them out
Cause they're stuck in me.
I'm shivering, pondering, &awaiting
the rise
of funny suns
Off of their bonkers
the rise
of funny suns
Off of their bonkers

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9.14.2011
I feel celestial
I'll kiss you in a wild storm, beneath a pepper tree
my skin will be damp and so will yours
then I'll dream of collective discovery
Maybe then there will be
a piece of us in everything.
we are grass, we are cloudy days
&your eyes are piercing
when you are close to me
I'll hold you in the wind and we'll chase destiny
because there is much more that we could be
in this frosty autumn night,
but sometimes I fear it's just a mellow daydream
We'll get high and search the streets
barefoot and progressively losing
these things we call our "right" states of mind
hearing sounds of mystic music transformed from cacophony
to melodic symphonies
oh, these magic substances
on our fingertips
let's lick them off
and we'll be tied together like snakes
floating for a while,
mildly in between
spaces
Whoa now, friend
I think you've lost your head again.
Don't shake me, don't take me, don't
drop me into limbo alone
Because, lover,
that's been done before
and i was lost evermore
I crawled around in a small box
looking up at what I couldn't touch
He reached down and took my hair
pulled me up
Beware, beware!
Your savior comes with great despair...

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