Goodnight dark moonlight fallen asleep against the sun

Was I dreaming up pretend

Scared to love you

Scared to not.

Stuck in a wagon made of steel

Clouds in the sky pass over sunny delights spotted in daydream

Pulled back emotions to pop it’s lid off a swarm of dandy lion pollen blowing wishes upon your doorstep

Tattooed a grip on my heart never to be spoken

Lost to mysterious Cupid cleaning the grit off the magnifying glass, amplifying terror.

Waxing and waning in between cries of tomorrow’s summer days

Smiling with me as I witness the tear along fate’s long feathers.

Sizzling brain pops profound non-sequiturs bubbling off into the blue sky

Scattered post it notes along the bridge connecting the space between the ears and following the sorrow and sweet rushing down each chamber of the body.

Sticky life building stops signs and detours to reach an unknown destination, passing a graveyard of could have beens with angels attending to resurrection.

Someday maybe bolts of lightning will scorch an epitaph etched in hieroglyphic evolution of an eternal perspective through a tiny lens in which the iris carries the world.

Love wide open

Gate wisps apart

Side by side ever after catching my every fall

Candlelit sunshine burst in that smile

Finally two-gether worth every heated mile.

You can’t judge a priest

rape the boy’s

Holy Ghost

Jesus lord.

They gotta be stopped like the cop killing young in the streets

hold your nose.

You best give up all your lying and your cheating broke their backs, on butts the poor.

You better give up now its time

Save your soul. Bow your head

before the lord.

The prison line

The gas line

we deem fine

Redefine the

tread

Upon our native soil.

goddess now

cleanse and bow

detach y’all

from the oil.

The sun can guide

charge your ride

light up your life

A circle has No sides

Shift the note reset your vote

Redesign

through what you buy

discover

Recover

My brother

Earth mother

One life one life

do it right

before you die

One life

One life

Do it right

Before you die

One life……One life do it right

Before you die

These thighs a life of their own

The fluctuation of hips swinging to the sound of the drum

Dancing cautiously in pants outgrown and wiggle jiggle of a tummy made into my enemy

Watching the goddess glamour of robust beauty in passing feminine grace

Pushing down romantic images of fashion magazines displaying a gay man’s dream, holding onto the twelve year old body idolized on the runway

Devoured up on the red carpet highlighted by duck lipped statues.