Are you the fibers of my being
Tightening rough knots constrict my
Willing able lonely love?

Woman,
In your absence
I have only come to know
myself.

You, who have trusted the Self to keep faith.

fish swim through muscles

forked tails disappear

from my pores

into flesh.

roe and sharp scales

thrash upstream

what happens

when they reach

the heart?

Tat Tvam Asi

cool porcelain china
warm carved wood
an untouched plate
under unwanted words

why do you dream
silken riches in heaven
when everything is
only sky wrapped in earth?

fold beneath me, countless bliss
arrogance bleeds innocence

bend beneath this foot, this thunder

flat
flat
flat
flat

present to me this feast of wonder
give me groups of four, not three

I will witness from Her chair
(gilded gold on earthen dais),

Love spontaneously tempting
cardinals from silver dishes.

i am an island.
a rock and a cave

and sometimes in the early hours
sweat stains burn and hiss on ice

i am Shiva, i am Shiva

OM

OM

OM

a world set to drain
am i dreaming again?

Sacrum

A waterfall pulses inside of my womb
laying waste
playing havoc
with rhythms of sunbeams.
Flowing and crushing inside of my body
held safe in free anger
most peaceful of bones.
Hallowed this precipice carves out sharp water
drowning a sweet guitar's fluttering notes.

Feral

suddenly i have the urge
to sketch you
with your curves
and bulges
holding this
lively
pineapple.

Mecca

bitter pilgrims
dry mold pathways
sand shimmers
mecca beckons
overhead oasis threatens
absolution

heathen's mistress
kneel
before the black stone
pray forgiveness
weep
surrender

children hurl ice frozen cubes
past the MickeyD's
waiting for tourists
but these ice chips want blood

Shiva

Muscles twitch preventing mercury's

Escape from kajoled eyes.
A throat strains, blacker now than blue
Greets gritty saline misery.

She orients herself toward
Him, seated on a leopard's skin.
Cupped hands - pleas,
Drop,
Allow
Serene
Merciful havens
Etching a path
Through smoke-marred skies.

Her vision blurs,
Heavy metal
Overtakes
Her universe.

Sarah

Shall we
decapitate
the tiny pieces
fragile bits of being
we've found in pitch
departed petals
melting steel
repelling ashes?

Crown Jewel

White candle wax drips silently
releasing warmest scents to touch
rounded dabs on top of softest
safest evening
Tragedy.

Sensuous,
Dark writhing lines
of tiny beings rush by towards
clumped unfinished bits of bread
you offer on
your cardboard boxes
Flat
obtrusive
thieves of floor space

Wind asserts supremacy
the ants expand in brilliance
fleeting second,
dark,
All shadows die.

Moorchild

The taste of Bournvita reminds me of something.
Blown glass, warm tea cups, sunny wood reeds...
Each sip of warm liquid greets tongue, lips, cold fingers
Stirs gently old feelings
Dark Moorfolk bag pipe
dancers fringing my memories
Come closer as each swallow strengthens my intake
Diffuses till everything turns richly brown
And all that I hear are strange songs in my head
Familiar, they know me, and strain to break forth
But the rim tips, the warmth drains
And my cup is empty.

(When Trust Feels Like Losing (incomplete version))

I am red and raw and masculine
Hurting
Racing
Breeding Hate

Blue within this jeweled box
Engraving hot words
on my skin
Hiding its deceptive being
Refuses to reveal tonight.

missing

You need not bathe,
Need not sleep
You
Need not bless me.

beauty is too strong
for us men to live by

where

is this passion,
beauty-poisoned madness?

the wolf snarls
his teeth pierce
the flesh of your own needs

rainfall
soft,
clear.
The sun shines
In bright heavens
luminous.
No rainbow beckons.