Sleeping trees and rocks

We glow like anthills and mass old visions - we say our dreams but never do them because we love to dream but are too stopped to act.

Eye spied her.
I am looking at Venus
and Venus is looking at me.

All the stars feel each other
with equal clarity.

I am looking at the spider,
and the spider is looking at me.

A half-dead lime tree, half-alive
and the spider is in me
and the ants eat the bees.

I am looking at Venus,
and Venus is looking at me.

There are craters in the concrete.

-October 27th, 2010

Lightness

"Its all so absurd"

Here's a poem.

HAPPY BEERTHDAY FROM BEARDSDAY!

courtesy of Mark Morones.

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DARK STAR
SEE
BLIND MYSTICS
DRAWING
ENDLESS SEAS
A CIRCLE TURNED
INTO ITSELF
ONCE MORE
INTO
ITSELF
AND
god
NEVER STOPS
SPEAKING

DARK SUN
EATING BOOKS
GIVE
US
god
AND WE SHALL
GIVE YOU
DEATH

BUT
DARK STAR
YOU HAVE NO
USE
FOR DEATH
SO KILL
US
INSTEAD
AND GIVE
me
GOD.

-October 6th, 2010

All love is masochism.