soma

and the and the
what - the
what-the
don't know don't know
a damn thing
one thing
two thing
three
thing
four.
-stop
-Go.
and in and out
why and how
forget and foreground
remember the AFTER thought,
or sound
and the air
of my mind
is the hands
soft and steady
down your spine
and coming
out
your
EYES
-fall into
and a B o U t,
caught up,
caught OUT
let me in,
alone,
so alone,
so many people,
so much MASS,
solitude beyond FORM
you late shuns
and die
live
grow and
fine, OH fine,
no contact for the hungry organs,
not feeding,
not hoping,
just dreaming
with some act
shun
and
ing
ing my mean and full
FILL my time,
here.
wastedered
&
just
Us.
(as if we ever HAD it)

and some following words

Cleansing the Walls of Mind

Lines and Circles

Love.
this feeling and the spirals are,
surrounding,
this time.
this thing.
that fucks.
and fucks holes.
and holes.
and i've got this hole.
i drew.
i drew it inside my belly.
each night i rest my head.
and the hole has been filled.
for that day.
and i wake up.
empty.
time.
to fill.
again.
with this new day.
and i wonder why.
i keep drawing this circle
within my flesh
and nerves,
so beyond such tissue,
of stretching contractions,
push & pull,
run run run,
and i really am not feeling this
race.
where are the smiles
where is the purity
what happened.
masses of proportioned
mind.
and where is the rest?
sha-sha-sha,
i am dreaming up,
something beautiful,
for myself,
all one,
for,
now.

My circle will never be satisfied,
and this i know and rest in
the sky
of the infinite,
i believe and i be.
all
i
ever
wanted
to do

was

be.

I am aware, that this is indeed,
the most A-mazE-ing, mystery,
and a mystery is to be.
and i figure,
and figure,
but there is no
OUT.

my skin is only
penetrated.
the ink can only, re-main.
and i am looking for the feeling.

and i enjoy the feeling.
in my belly.
being filled.
i am not only a mind.
i don't want to be just a brain.

All i ever wanted,
was to hold your hand,
and look in your eyes,

and to ask you,
"how do you feel about this, YOU?"
-indeed, and what if i told you...
it . does. not. matter.

your matter
is matter.
and so you matter.
but no mind, never matter,
never matter, no mind.


and so whoever your Mind,
you Be,
and you entertain this thought and that thought,
with WHAT
feeling?

am i thinking?
am i feeeling?

am i FUCKING BEING?

, and i want to stare deeply into your
eyes,
tell you,
who ever, you THINK or have Created, you,
to, be.

Thank you.

You are beautiful.
and a PART of the most amazing creation we could ever
possibly
WONDER.

i love you.

and,
love.

words and injestation

uh-huh!




p.s.

letters and Soft Stabs

and so it FAK"N goes

GELSEY MAILED ME THE BEST PACKAGE EVER AND IT MADE MY DAY
made my life
made my day turn into night
and round and round my mind
it spun
through the pretty pictures
and brain twisting puns.

i like it
i like it

HOO RAH FOR SWEET BEANS!

(thanks-you-dah*ling)

THE DAY OF THE EYE CURL

toe curl.
wind hurl.
mind twirl.

YES!

This and That like Time

heads Up

words like dis EASE

i think i have switched train cars

suddenly.