A seed

if I shout at the top of the mountain or weep at the bottom of the sea if I bear my teeth or sink in retreat the globe still does its rounds and i had a dream so big and bright it burned the eyes of many a scorn full man I had a dream…

what i need today

the night – is calls with out question alas -it seems so absurd the thoughts -wonder past recognition until, -these visions that conspire can longer described by mere words I’m lost in a place with out pleasure I’m lost in a place with out pain I’m lost In the place past desire in the back of my brain…

Of the earth

the deep seas churning round and round the waters blurring all the sound Do I slip beneath the lips Of the beast Do I let my soul release From the bondage of the land Do I taste the salt Let the beasts blood wash away The dirt that works between the bone Causing the grinding…