Seed Wing

Wind in the rain...

the fragile flower

with petals blown

off the stems

lone frame..

Staining the dirt-

in pigments

of pure colors

sprayed..

swaying meloncholy...

a total disarray...

a totality of circumstances..

shifting to the forcast-

in stances half gray...

sucumbing-

to the forces

in play..

meshing

in the mire,

enduring the day..

the murk.

the mathematics..

the re-birth of fire...

re-actuation

salvation in decay

put myself on the pyre

in the storms..in the rains..

an elemental choir-

germinating from the pains..

"winds and strings"

a window accompaniment-

left hollow looking within..

the mosaic bellow-

birthed from the singe..

the lost origin..

drifting

drifting

on a seed-wing..

Floor Sit

End to End..
rhyming like ive seen lifes origins..
lost in the cosmos of fast stars and their utmosts urgings,,
the never (ending) hunger that wont cease
purge all your wants like a sick disease..
freeze your mind,. your protoform..your essence,,
with a look..a feeling..just a sheer prescense..
envelop me..
like darkness..
a canopy of nothing..
cauchy analysis
callous tangent,
of a dusy page rotting..
into a shapless-
orb absorbing,,absolution,,,
absolutley encompass the all..
like a body burning..
releasing itself for its final calling..
all intogether now..
like my alternate realities..
collapsing.
dimension..
from dimension..
ending all probabilities
catergorizing..
my singular
abilities..
in human,,
im too into everything,..
to be decieved by something common..
its the one problem...

The Crave

Its murder i quote..

broke heart,broke wallet,

no chairs.no ropes.

cant call it..

read it or recite it..

just come up,ears up..

dont get stuck

on the passions of bad luck..

thrashing the rusty brush

about with a midas touch..

leaving the meaning mangled 

in specks of cloudy dust..

beyond odyessey..

free to the bone,slave to the tone..

i assimilate everything im shown

until im full to form poetry..

in any forum

the formula.

accentuate thought verbatim

thats foreign with witty decorum

in every area,,

the panorama's pantameters reach..

beyond shakes peers peaks..

leaving brains beseiged

the sense's tweak and leak

stunted from a growth

its the breaks revised

from parts unknown

courtesy of woes froze,

echos of an eye cone..

a cornea..clipped and torn..

no icons..

no media..

no medium

for the relief..

impeach my speech

and write rhymes

w clenched teeth..

bitter brief..linear belief

learned defeat,

hunger increase...

Nowhere

Winter across the chasm,

dead air,

entropy sways,

stringy hair,

currents of -

passion grasped,

by the scent of despair

the subtle move

the empty stare.
subtitled glare

beyond the eyes..

beyond the stars..
everywhere
and nowhere,

Wing It

Things change..

rearrange the picture frame,

retro vision,

retro scope,

go for broke,

roll the dice..

play with your life..

the patterns,

the systems,

you dont think twice..

hesitation is

the precursor

to the afterlife,

cast yourself

in the smoldering

light,

break the mold,

from the darkest

of nights,

re invent the wheel,

spinning of

your own advice,

in places of no feel..

Randumbness

Hit hard like a walking statue..

make a statute like a hines ward tackle..

im that Thing..that made lauren hill sing

something impecable..

due to bullshit and party

like if i was biggie in college

and i aint even attending

its just for the knowledge..

just a little somthing

that('ll) carry me thru the silence

when words strike the papyrus

and move lines out my

mouth with a stray twist

like that casa bey video

untill you get the gist..

So far

All that i am..

is..

all that i was..

suppose that these words..

could mend like gauze..

i would

commence to

amend my bars and structure-

fragments from

these punctured shards..

shoulder the weight

whilst breaking the laws-

of

physicality..

with a sudden halt..

due to my pause..

and in that pause.

i stare at the sky

criss crossed..

plucking the stars

from heavens afar..

leave hell open fully ajar,,

stand in complacency with just a scar,,

"where ever i am..where i go..

my center is..all i know..

and if it gets pulled thats all i wrote..

"where ever i am wherever i go

thats where i need to need to be..

never stop the growth..

a simple smile and a lot of hope"