Tuesday, August 31, 2010

As Tides Change

In the mist of confusion
grasping your nudity to
any solid form that
you can identify with
instead of entering
the dark cold water

post modern verse

The fog of confusion
You know the nude
Any solid,
You can identify
Sub in for
Dark cold water

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Expensive Longing

women put hued silt upon their faces
dress in spikes and restrictions
so that men will talk to them
then have nothing to say.

post modern verse

The silt at the woman's face arrangement of color
Spike and dress restrictions
Men like to talk to them
Then what are you talking about.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

assalt on perspectives

pin you down with my prejudice
an experience with a memory attached
allows me to think that
perhaps I know better then you

post modern verse

I ascertain prejudice
Experience and memory attached
I can think of
Good and I probably know you

Friday, August 27, 2010

Alteration in Position

when you sat and watched the death of me
as an easy and playful young man
i like a father held you in your mourning
and still now you do not know how it is this
that you needed more

post modern verse

When you are sitting, watching my death
Playful as a simple young man
I held like my father in mourning, as
, I still do not know how
You need more

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Lost for what it is

A misunderstanding of each other evolves itself
into a desire to understand all that is around

post modern verse

Mutual misunderstanding itself evolved
Desire to understand all that is around

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Inhuman Deity

attacked by the sexual ghost
the man was disarmed
found in possession of insecurity
and under the influence of anxiety

post modern verse

Ghost caught on sexual
The man was disarmed
Found in possession of anxiety
Under the influence of anxiety

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Blown out in the history who
knows what is set for thee
strip thoughts into the night
death with some delight

post modern verse

People out in earnest in history
I know you are set for what
Strip at night thinking
Some joy death


Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The way it has to be

Stuck in here from that
experiencing by observation
and then imitating with slight variation
one can show what others do back to them
to change how it happens

post modern verse

The stack starts here
Caused by the observation
And, imitating a slight variation
One can see that others do not return them
How the changes that occur

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

True love on a death bed

Desired for her chastity
discarded for her uncertainty

post modern verse

Desired her chastity
Her destruction of uncertainty

Monday, August 9, 2010

A thing that always changes is not a good instrument of measurement

Perhaps I shall paint a portrait of that women as a bitch
For she once mocked me for my social ineptness
sorry i was busy honing a craft while you were busy
with ugly and volatile world of emotion

post modern verse

Perhaps I shall draw a portrait of women as bitches
She ridiculed me for my lack of social skills once
Unfortunately while I was busy busy honing your craft
And feeling ugly and volatile world

Sunday, August 8, 2010

keepers of the ideals

hidden up there
in the tree tops of the city
is a secret that being
an arrogance of expectation
keeps me from the highest light branch

post modern verse

hide it
City Tree Top
Secret is to be
Arrogance of hope
I keep the light from the highest branch

Saturday, August 7, 2010

The lights that fall beneth

she who flew through the dark
sky casting spell upon
unwilling youth who
would soon hurt themselves
with their repentance

post modern verse

Her dark flying
The spell casting blank
Rebellious youth
Hurt yourself now
Regret that

Friday, August 6, 2010

What was it, I will never know

looking at me
looking at you
looking at me
and we continue not
to speak to each other

post modern verse

Look at me
I see you
Look at me
And we continue
Talk to each other

Thursday, August 5, 2010

The mask of a lover

When the heart's skin was pealed away
all that was there was what some one else had left

post modern verse

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Remembrance of things past

Never forgetting the sleep of what you were
it happens just to become a changing passage
of what never happened

post modern verse

But remember that you never sleep
Passages that change happens by itself
Never happened

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Wounded Owl

though thou fair me as a creep
because i desire to watch as you sleep
know of my pure intention
of perversity of your creation

post modern verse

But you just creep me
I desire to sleep with you to see
I know my intentions pure
The perversity of your creativity

Monday, August 2, 2010

Circle of Death

does it matter that we make a mark that too will die
or is it as conceptual as we make it

post modern verse

That problem, we do too marked to die
Or is it that makes our conceptual

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Along the hallowed life

makes sense that only a dead tree would have beach front property