even though my heart’s been ecsticted drifting i still think the truth when i speed by the houses of the homeless i can’t help but be thankful for the ecclisity their unknowing reflects in me the simplicity of being and i’m not talking about the wayward broken up tired bon fire huggers in the street i’m on about [...]
remaining without you what connections you presented before me revealing the possibility of that physical grace in the grass your muscles outlined by moonlight that i suddenly understood so breathtaking and then you kissed me because it was that or absolute loss the stoning of my heart in the silvery sheen your warmth melted into my bloodstream as sylvia [...]
is knowing what you are doing cognizant of the body steadying forth feet on the spinning earth circling the transcendental condition for the world as we know it while popping upp’s between fulfilling expectations and breathing anticipation of knowing what you are doing the full awareness of which is impossibly teasing in the memory and in [...]
[beautiful poem by the original author of this intellispace, very influential on me...] ‘and then it happened making me nervous to even say how ek-static my chest heaving heart spilling on zig-zagging red brick in curving lines likes horses’ hair tracing footsteps to dance troops and students bikers and a couple of old people humming [...]
Dear God, Please take me into Your quantum warmth. Sublimate me into infinite possibility. Let the world blink, so that I may again be an invisible electron orbiting the nucleus of love. I can’t make meaning myself… O Lord, are You the speed of light squared? I have a mass for You. Please multiply Yourself [...]
I am a poem written long ago that goes like this, ”Remember me?” She is ineffable. She’s useless to me, I can’t eff her. I am a poem with eyes that roll back. You are the God I’ve been waiting for to luh vvluh vvluh vvme. I’m um poem, poe mop, palm, I’m drunk. We were going to sing [...]
I have expected to be loved. I have neglected to be loved. You will be humbled. That you can expect and be sure. When all the pieces have been assembled and the mind, that terrible giant on its mothership cloud of genius, has blocked out the sun and adorned a shield of solar panels, and [...]
The Philadelphia skyline has more narrativity right now than I can possibly conceive. Sitting on the roof if the world starts to end I just bend my neck back and around like a flower on a long, thin twig, and I see the whole place. The sky that blocks out the fullness of space. The panoramic, [...]
I threw the cupboard door through the living room straight into a sticky, musical nebula, because it was ABOUT TIME. I had an epiphany while washing my hands in the bathroom about the nature of sexuality, identity and dynamic change so I laughed real hard and smiled at the mirror and slapped the counter all [...]
In middle-school mathematics my second major infatuation said he wanted to be a bird so he could fly. In our one-bedroom apartment my ex-girlfriend believed she was a tree so she could identify herself as something beautiful and growing. Right now I’d like to be one of the icicles outside my window so that I’d glisten blindingly against a clear blue [...]
Heaven’s rising again like the welling up of tears. The emotional expulsion, how could this be real? It’s real… Heaven’s rising again like the spelling out of fears. The photographic emulsion: you’re seeing what’s real. It’s real. Heaven’s rising again like a belly full of beers. The body’s self-propulsion. Your flesh is real. It’s real. [...]
I want to be like a party for you. I want to be a shimmering light. I want to be the thought that keeps you up at night. Whatever that thought may be. I’ve got too much starting to do. It’s hard to step from the shimmering light. I want to be the thought that [...]
It’s hard to remember those days back when I thought everyone I loved was dead. It’s hard to remember the times back when I loved to (just for fun) cry and cry under my bedsheets. In my windowless room. In the basement. Not that I really want to relive those moments when I felt like the reality [...]
A once fetal species writes a social contract treatise which reasons this thesis: See you, Jesus; good-bye, genius; I am forever living in diegesis. -Words, Winter 2127
A life artistic, so post – modern; hopes are tightening, Enlightenment lovers; single infinity, coping righteously forever; transient beauty tingles chaos symmetrically; great great great great grand – fathers’ souls linger, busily being presupposed by phenomenal birth; sentimental good will protects its innocent invention, heaven’s tragic transcendence from the ignorant womb; dramatically marching toward vertical [...]