I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say

We are almost there... Of aged Spirit; Of ripe cycles returning home to e… Made from quilted wounds, and soon… A Curtain Calling Us Home.

Oral sex and cigarettes, in threadbare kindled corsets. Trading laces in a red lit bizarre… you mend your teddy with rusty wir… Are your goods morning market fres…

This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,

I am Victory, within; You. A balance of all things Pleasant, And antagonistic to Dopamine pure… We Conjure; Then Conquer. Our symbiotic Love-Hate fate,

She is, My bread unbroken; Left to mold. An ever-thickening assault, On this heart born free;

I cannot find favor In loves growth chaperoned I have no detector No pocket ace No perfect way

Dry is the thread, brittle and frayed. Now the stitching will not hold. Through dusty road and whistling trees, I traveled into the grit rich pitch. It would seem to be for nothing....

We are all Einstein We are all Gandhi All of us A Jackie O. and Jack K. And in every way

We are, by no means; Dazzling, or that flawless strong… Of which our diamond-shine species… Could and thus should, Long to be.

On this day. —On your marks... get stressed... GO! The daylight relay has arose!

Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists

In the grace of a Holy Church bel… Chiming hungry latent tune We grew impatient for it’s death k… Muted ringing now entombed. Under guise and shrouded intellect

When the caffeine turns to cigarettes and Meth-amphe… And the Amphetamines turn to Cocaine sex and Heroin dr… And the PCP, and years of LSD