chrysalis / oil / canvas / 12 x 12 inches
Thursday, July 25, 2024
Wednesday, July 17, 2024
its true
young now
longer days
totally unforgiven, cause who cares,
just figure it out, so
they told you itd all work out
theres nothing over there
just monsters sleeping,
And in while fierce feelings of hunger
lasting until shorter moments
until the final sunrise
final sunset, tell all my friends it was worth,
ya heard; and ps you dont have to answer
the door.
I see the light
Tuesday, June 11, 2024
june 4th 3rd year of geminis
The pennant 6.7.24 The beach the salty air the perfect vibe living in mansions by the bay and shore. I am brining? I care so much just about how awesome i feel being here. On vacation with family and friends. This bar is all creaky and old and where people watch baseball and drink beers and families eat lunch during the day. Mission drag is fun and alive. The coast over and over again like the waves. People come and go. The homeless crack jokes and move on. Theres music like guitars and blues and rock and jazz and bass. People eat tacos next door under what doesnt quite feel like ordinary streetlight. Theres alley mazes and close parking. The days are endless. I love san diego.
Wednesday, May 08, 2024
wandering like a lost lost
life like nature
beautiful women hear it all the time,
how beautiful they are,
words so overhwhelming,
that silence beats sound,
eyes communicate best;
yeah hey, curving in ways that utterly
seduce, breaking all moments
moments of agony,
there was the tale of the contest,
between sun and wind, "where
the outcome proves that our nature's
win". I am so utterly human it hurts,
so grateful and yet so hungry,
we all know apology and yet find it,
so difficult, we and all, we and all,
still looking for what it all means.
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I think im a tree,
Growing tall and strong,
And old and burled,
I think i offer solace,
A respite from the wear,
I think i offer shade from truth,
I am still, I sway but do not falter,
I am to be very trusted as to what i am,
And people can gather, i am shelter.
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this is glorious,
ragged raging unraveling unspoken,
a thread giving way to dissarray,
look closely,
sometimes the eye catches things unseen,
all the distances crossing till
lastness ends, and conjunctions
keep it together.
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Wednesday, May 01, 2024
i am aquisce
hey hey we don't know
who we will be
who we are
life and summer blossoms
beautiful by the water
blooms and bees,
lunch forgotten by some crisis.
So many past lives ago just a guy carrying
A queen's treasure; heavy marble visages
Black lace meetings
Behind the supple wooden doors
Bloody rituals, babylon, fashion, pleasure;
The gates of lapis, an ocean spills vertical for the honored conquerors.
Where spoken from mouth to mouth
Offering elysium.
why not say?
sometimes i see it like this;
the hungriest thing, the universe;
an infinite mouth,
of infinite teeth,
my little life just a tiny mote,
even smaller still,
an unseen breath, when its not quite chill,
but alive i am, slowly still dissolving,
a folded thing unfolding,
another midnight snack from
the perspective of stars and time and space.