Daily Archives: May 7, 2012

Sleepwalkers

Often when driving I daydream . .

Frightening please don’t nod

It was my vessel braking

Often wondering how it knows such commands

Awake I am so dull smiling politely

Asleep poetry parts my legs

Ocean alphabet multitudes

Fish arranging bodies

Ancient codes reef marina mouths

The heavy pillars of salt

Pinning my words unexplored

Dictating the unpremeditated verse

Deliberately with high consciousness

Where practice is mechanical

Instinctively dotting felt tip pens necessary

Tendencies

Simultaneously interjecting hobbies
Some of you may label this as attention deficit disorder
I’d have to disagree and call it tendencies
Paycheck projects are the only ones who obligate my time and frame
Everything else waits~ask my kitchen walls
Can you see his face smudged against my pulse
Sure you can see clouds and Monday grays
Not sure if the charcoal will ever Rye
But if it does you’ll be the first to know

You with your Two eyes

Admire your cottage
Your green glossy fevers
You are glittering can’t you see
Tinfoil they made you
But alive you so are
Come with me
Let me show you who you are
Let me magic your worth oh so softly
And with your secret manner we will paint your walls
Color it positive fervor with celebration reds
Stomping on your doorstep heart ever so sweetly