tell me what you really hear

this is the difference      between woes
its soft core porn on cable

where soft core and porn
have nothing to do with it.

and

it is the rewind button on a remote
removed due to a constant thumbing

and we all beg to relive what we all deem relievable

sometimes i imagine a life with tree branches stemming
adumbrate silhouettes

except all they can see is the shadow
or the idea of a shadow

after hearing a joke for the first time

and you keep walking with the image of the shadow
but with the feeling of the joke.

what i mean to say is what if

everyone who can
gives all of their unwanted-fast-forward-ed-moments-


to-heavy-to-live-themselves to a life divided

between eyes that can see and the shit it has been given

accumulated button depressions
imagining

estrangement                              perceived regular

estranged to all that have given
yet

         to
                   one
                    
                                       LIFE

the many into one

the One stands as many and unto them-self
a single life.

This is the difference         between woes

not following the recipe

I wish i had kissed you.
to taste you

when you offered your most defended offerings
of flesh

and self

believe me when i say the word True, because there is nothing else
except colored plastic  _________.
 
                                      because, as of now, that is the only thing on sale
                  what i mean to say is thank you
but that wouldn't make sense without telling the ones who are reading
the what, where, how and why;

but setting sounds gently beyond what can be reached
in moments lived

in the moment

is like assaulting a kettle
singing precipice

in the only language it can scream
shivering contents

because the heat is on

was flipped on...and we both like to eat with our fingers
                                     and you where the one who could have turned me on

turning thoughts into thoughts
differentiated

like accountants cooking book
and the flavors would have worked

if cooked properly
but thats my fault for not following the recipe

but thats what i'm good at
I'll Open with That next time. 

posh sleep wear in other tongues

what if we could fall in love
                      with the word love?

like loving pillow cases

                                 instead of pillows

love spells in poplin tailored euro sham

and its reversible...

for when your low on quarters

and you could have two!
one for the head and one for the chest

and/or knees depending on your preference.
         because its always good to be as comfortable as possible

during hypothetical spoofs of word play
playing 40's

like your twenty two...when your twenty
9

or playing indian poker...(its the one where you don't know
the card but it on your forehead and everyone is laughing)

Because if we could fall in love with pillow cases instead of pillows
everyone gets laid.

and instead of paying for the cleaners; new ones would be handed out
for free...

like contraception
or like the french do it...only its different in french

and learning all the slang's a bitch

and because the people are different

                     its impossible
to really translate meanings

especially in english, because i hear its really easy to speak
once you get it

but really hard to learn.

a kind of nativity scene... but with now and then as if in a braid

where did the idols go?

if you could remember...

                   we as sovereign letters of light

breathed

             inn, O yeah, there was no room

and yet the words survived...

the words,

passively pyramid      ing

pirated

philanthropy

and the snake was Her before you were

coiled legible

                 for the ones with green thumbs

and yet we stutter over what is believable

slanting

at least the traffic is slanted

drivers driving to their dens 

awaiting inert coiling 

coiled uncomfortable

naturalizing identity...

like a wolf acting like he cares wether

or not a tie is double breasted

even though it makes me look like i give a damn

i do....

                    but not like this...

because when you wake up with make-up on you feel it

and its on your pillow

until wash day. 

when everything feels clean.  

Fucking with Sunday

if the pineapple viscosity soured
in a Sun lights gathering

gathering more than aptitude towards
the lines we find ourselves dividing

gathering weight
because we all have to make a buck

dividing itself
as the tide rises in spite of sand...
and the shelter remains

because we have divided it so.


and i'll always love fucking with Sunday
waking up with coffee and a cigarette

then coffee and cigarettes

because i have divided
it so

and the influence of the news fluctuates
Then the words of this

peace procrastinate

piecing together a greater radiation
to mend what is in the plan to mend

this might make sense if we could peace together
instead of piecing together

a mona lisa's smile

a north faced frank

a commercial whispered behind colors
flashing believable

the tree of alphabets

you where there at the first kiss
you

who does not dare to write in color
true beginnings

or truth as it were-or can be
without a holdings holding

you who can build beginnings that can send
the elephants trembling back to their

stars and prayers
their pillars

and branches of dowser
dosing remainders

to outdated to remain

sending them back to their snakes of misread meanings
misreading minds in sacrifice

to gain a plastic polar bear

you where there when the limb of coordinate
carrels sang from the tree of alphabets

singing words that can be translated into booyah

because the time has ripened
and by ripened i mean ready to stead

it is not Them

but Us
who will take It from them

Two for Tuesday

in the beginning was the word
and the word was

good
in the beginning

words like predestinate
percolated between centric
circumstance

and the ability to read between the lines
and when you needed warmth

you chopped a tree
down

from the center
and they tell us any point can be one

universal centricity simplified
into bite size

edibles for those of us that...

                                               well you know

because we are all so hungry
for more

watch the anima evade pruning


consummation is useful
depending on the paycheck

And So its Two for Tuesday

so lets text
appropriately