RICH I am waiting, searching for my perfect being but I fear she will be made of anti-matter altogether, too complementary and so in the face of an oppositional universe I turn to poetry, just vegetate scour for a physics that might suit md better, sweeter, finer truly orgiastic resonating like bongos played in bars and night clubs by some California genius spirit a figure so rich pushing the outside of the envelope with every squiggle of chalk smooth stroke of his pen
Tag Archives: love
M
M have alwayd loved you from the first moment I saw you all those years ago I loved you despite the impossibility but now to see you defending the indefensible speaking the unspeakable I no longer know what love is do not know if there can be love anymore
SUMMIT
SUMMIT ten thousand candles a sea of flowers hundred bottles of fragrant oils and above all three stage booster . to launch our capsule summit of my romantic desires
PLUNGE
PLUNGE
by all means
take
the plunge
by all means
rationalize your way clear
plunge
into bed with me
Benjamin and Joe
about to
play the
holocaust
card
cannot
help themselves
determined to
plumge us
into holiest
darkness
in the pursuit of
great principle wipe
out
tiniest speck of life
stitch us all up good
everything sewn up
good and solid
God’s great
gamma rays
like manna from
above
softly
parachuting down
and me
waiting for
birth of new universe
to have
any hope of loving you
so
here this
my
suggestion
that you
do take the plunge
AND THEN
AND THEN
and then
there waa
no choice
no option
fate had decided
desire complied
we fell into it
this thing pleasure
embraced it
until we
got saturated
knew yout
until i could know you
no more deeply
but here
there is always more
aleays more deeply
oceans of detail
to touch, taste, feel
savour until the Sun
ghe Moon, the day; the dawn,
time itself dissolve
everything but you
just disappears
and then
SPELL
SPELL
strength loves beauty
beauty
loves strength
gold, silver
hard and fast law of attraction
hard truth
soft reception
for better or for worse will be
forever mirroring each other can
never break that spell
HEPHAESTUS
HEPHAESTUS
the cripple
even Hephaestus
by dint of marriage vow and
obligation
got to fuck wife Aphrodite and her
to make pretty for him
and despite her best beauty instincts
to to thunderously climax
thinking of
lover Ares, brawny beast personified,
of his depth of
possession and strength of
control
nevertheless, thrilling her husband
with, even if not for him,
sweet loving words
whispered into her ear
much despite her better must
be what I am true
sexual goddess judgement
for this time at least
willing to do ugly if not
entirely in the cause of charity,
this somewhat
adulterated by
something
difficult to differentiate between
love
that suddenly makes
an appearance from nowhere
and pleasure, that is
what it is, and, by rule of thumb
(and fingers
and everything, should never be
withheld, denied or
unreasonably contained)
MY POEM RE-WRITTEN BY AI IN THE STYLE OF SYLVIA PLATH

YOU ME
YOU ME
you water sign
me water sign
would I could
just dissolve right
into you
first, of course,
panper you, enter you
let you
suit me, fit me,
to a T
all night working religiously
to synchronize, synchromesh
get gears
of love smooth
sailimg
faultless to the touch
zero non-tolerance
spot
and stain-free
FREE-FALLING
feared
free-falling
into the abyss
so fell
for you
your crazy kindness
kind craziness
suited me
to a T
to my own
bad crazy exposed me
so gently
teasing out
the turmoil, straightening
and smoothing
draining the dross, filling up
as replacement with
the dangerous
incredible