A Winter Errand

the globe it spun afar from the sun,
against a backdrop of snow white; sky sapphire,
the talking cactus he froze another season,
in pursuit of warmth; i dreamt a flight higher n higher...

I now hug myself !! Listen Oh babe, I want none
like they scrape the frost off the windows; I did too those dreams
stall do I gladened; unshackled; in false exhilaration
looking for love here I crawl in random strange betweens

I wonder if you were just another hallucination
got my whiskey for the cold voodoo; got my ice cold tattoo
with an insomniac vision I whisper at the garden of eden
as soon as forever is through, I'll be over you!!

Fragment of Psychonation

Forests dwindle,
wildlife on fire,
firefighting they say,
buckle up for the dooms day!!
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if only...

if she could see the story in his eyes
if she could hear the music floating on his tongue
if she could smell the scent hovering on his skin
if she could feel him and all of him
if only she could

she'd know of a place where fantasies turn real
a path deserted he'd lead in partial denial
showers of kisses he would; so surreal
do a livin' in no rut which otherwise; a bit abmysal

if only she would
in only you could!!!

Horrid Native Dreams

if i say i screwed up, i'd mean it!!
if i rest my eyes for tonight in the usual rage,
n dream of an image dancing in trance; in crime;
then i'd wake up to breathe the real page,
the same one that i'd screwed up one too less a time,
rusted, locked in a creepy cage,
lay those memories buried in graves; in sand,
i turned around, threw my shovel off to the ground,
took a breather n I walked on....
....to this cold frosty land!!!

Slippin' Away

When the raven stopped its flight
n I flew towards the floating seagulls
Woman not a clue I had of the lovebird; despite
The wind chill that hugged my dizzy ears who had none a pulse

I’ve passed by the crossroads sixty nine days ago
To be inking this piece of parchment
With our personal solitudes that I intend to forgo
Remains to be seen if its just another figment

Remember when we were young; we shone the burrow
Shone even the city of diamonds and that of a meadow
Babe lets shine now; shine on till tomorrow
My frozen skin could use some of your yellow
 
This week has left my dreams bygone
Thoughts surplus; words none; a new beginning
Not the kind a lover would refuse to mourn
Here at a distance I lay looking at you thru my wedding ring!!