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There lies something within the heart
That spends its toil not on fancies or fame,
But rather, a process — from end to start.
Where are my consequences of action?
They rest in realities of things not needing explanation.
All that we have sewn in the past
Is now the process forging today’s situation.
A blemish — a confinement — a realization of truth —
There lies within the deepest corridors of questioning
A freedom that bears for itself all defense of proof.
There lies something within the heart
That spends its toil not on fancies or fame.
It does not want them, and for their elimination, feels no shame.

Homesickness Romance


Thy power scares me not as it should,
Realities escaping from cranial binds;
Fantasies seeking not to be existing only in theory;
A longing heart doest bind.
A frozen spring,
Of course in your mind.


On some words of wonder
questions regarding
merit one commits to herself

A critique of a
society defining only by
the numbers on the screen. Where
the timing of a lighting
stops; starts
dead on a screen
where it chooses only

Typing words on a screen
far brighter than any
of our greatest dreams

Stacks for, and stacking to
the William Carlos Williams’s;
Memorizes the stanzas; translates
the feelings. Thinks with a soul
like starved men think
with a stomach. Still lonesomely
Contending questions considering

Rhyme and reason;
what have you,
my kind sir —

Some method by
which to digest the
numbers on the screen?

Untitled nostaleolistitec, 1.3

i’ve seldom heard of good writing


or picture painted
off not of wine but pure


i’ve seldom heard of good men
deemed perfect

by society;


not corrupted
in some way.

The Woodpecker

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I’m listening to you
Woodpecker, but I don’t think
You know I can hear you.
I’m listening to you
Woodpecker; I really love to hear you
Take your heart and put it
Out on the line of the trees and such and sing
Your song
Up all the afternoon long;
Now sing to me Woodpecker
Even though you don’t know I can hear you.