Extra Sensory Perceptions of an Eavesdropper Spirit

They give me their secrets,

The logic they bury

The visions

Tossed to dreams

By the suppression of day

As if s gravity

Felling truths

We have chosen

To ignore in our days.

They show me

The things they see,

But more importantly,

How they see them.

A Friend's Encouraging Words

Sure, man,

Life is a prism

But accept the prison

Constraints and limitations of life

We all live in 'em

For the love of livin

Every man here

Is here

Now that's beginning

Something like family

Thinking

And having visions

Of acquisition

So we can flex our giving

Our search for our position

Not just our gifts within us

But for the compass

That magnetism

Of

This life

This swirling prism

This light

Sometimes a prison

From which we seek flight

Like a bat at night

Into gamma

Into that place

Outside of light

It might be our disgrace

If i heard them right

But there's a direction

To every hibernating bear

Or bird in flight

You can spy it right there

In the details of life

The truth it's come to glare

It's so blazing bright.

I won't say

That we leave the maze

Energy plays

And blossoms in ways

That no sage could say

We trough our dreams

Upon a page

Upon a caveman's cave

Through the tincture

Of the flowers

Dirt and stones of the day.

Strong Women

The whole song of life

Singing in your gentle sights,

Dreams interweaving

Quilts

For a comfortable ride

Where grandma tells stories

And still laughs

With her eyes.

Something about 

You ladies,

Some of you

See through tragedy

Some of you fight

Tooth and nail

And now the quilt

And then the needle

And the thread

Stories at night

Laughter

And a real live fire

Burning inside us all.

And we'll sing

And we'll laugh

And gratitude

Will slowly

Melt us to mud

And the future

Will dance 

In the rain.

Transformative Path of the Masterless Prophets

The dreams of the men

Who slept in the manger

During the winter

Were mostly 

Nonsense.

Yet, among them

Was a young addict

An educated boy

An awakened soul.

What he missed most

He couldn't let go

And what he let go

Haunted him,

What he saw both amazed him

And came to

Crush him.

Pulverize him

To steam,

Invisible steam

To cycle through

From the ocean

To the clouds

To the snow and the rain

All his pain

Squeezed out

He thought he

Would not survive

The whole 

Transformative pain.

But said haunting ghosts

Dove fast through

Sparing no time

To catch the young man

Who gave 

With all his might.

To have seen love

Walk like lightning

Upon the shores 

Of outstanding sight

Depth of night

Milky breaths of cold

Shining fire 

From the mind

To the skin

Of the ocean

And shimmering, again.

And then the sound,

Water bubbling,

Sipped by the sand

Waves gulping

Foam Cymbals 

Thin water stretching

Like a hand up the

Spine 

Inside the dress

The salty of dance

Was the sand 

And the smell of moon

Peppered with brine.

You Blessed Nothing

Hold onto this string here.

There you go,

Now,

Watch out

For that right there

But the past, too,

Is s screaming car.

That angry driver is you

One day

Acting like an asshole

As we All do.

It's inevitable.

Here are some tips:

Listen to music 

And don't just hear it.

Study language while you're at it

And come up with theories

If you're going to go crazy.

If you like going crazy

For some reason.

Mathematics or Jesus

can center you.

Even the heavy metals

Of the netherworld 

Do not compare 

To the atomic bomb,

They say.

I dunno if i agree.

Heartbreak;

Mind shattering fury:

If they don't breed the very devil

They breed something

That dies for a while

Wilted as if exhaling life

With all its strength

Ever so slowly

And determined.

So the mathematics 

Will help you count

While your down

Taking a breather

Wondering if it's all worth it,

And 

"What the hell, man? I thought we were cool de la?"

But yeah, it's a wilderness out there.

Don't let the right angles

Confuse you 

Don't let the perfect teeth

And shiny tech 

Eat you up as Chew your mind

You're a god damn monkey

With some vague notion of why life is

And is about,

And you'd probably not die for it.

Why should anyone have to 

if they come in peace and mean no harm?

Word Escape

I should not fight

The weight

That my heart feels

And simply place it

Upon my pages

Always ready for

syllabic arms

To open my windows

And blow my thoughts away.

paradise later

I can smell it

In the breeze

A long lost

Paradise.

It's something

I sometimes see

And ignore

So i can live

My life.

That clay

They used

To shape me

To walk through

The universe's mind

Memories that we hold

Illuminate,

Give light,

There's so little here

but so much

buried inside

I dig a hole

I build a bridge

I build a city and then the lie

that not now

but someday

we will arrive.