remembrances

My brain is exposed.

There is a limit to how patient talent should be.
Not that I ever had talent, or patience.

I'm done with deniability.

I hate justification - I don't have a better reason than I like that.

I love the process
ALL THE REST OF IT CAN GO TO HELL

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the call

when silence was first broken
from sledgepots, ropes and chords
a perverse sound
stirred the puddles dust

the call

ducks bob
on liquid glass
etching circles

birds explode into air
carving holes in time

through mist
a cocks crow
twelve times
sounded

pink pearls, daydreams
bright orange, red
fades

void conversation
a word struck ghost
intimate whispers
silence

a golden lion
ripped by shards
of the broken glass wall
my tongue is still

flit fly
soaring over garbage
seeks a pestilent smell

an empty suitcase
holds the object
of my desire

where
the reins of the young, vicious horse
jailors keys for this entombment

where
the vanishing bridge to heaven
dark in the secluded chamber

reflected
golden daggers
emerald pillars
flaming icicles

under the orange bridge
duck excrement
spatial distortion
pagodas

morning
silver shards
rain-washed
shining

sun
shining on junkies,
turtle eggs crying

golden clad whispering
solitude portends
break of early light

a hyacinth
dying in my arms
purple glow at sunrise

dogs stop howling
cormorants cease to fly
endless ripples

silent dogs
flightless cormorants
no trace

the beauty of the rose
dewborn
alone

magnolias
smelling god

howling fear
cries of pain
black crows nest
in empty willows

frustrated
i bare my teeth to the wind
profaning
the three billion names of god

one family sells corn
another smack
a hawk eats fish
in the park of echoes

in a blizzard
beneath a white sea
the waxing and waning
of a dark and dirty heart

truth, elusive
immutable

a sad sound
lies

winter morn
sacred ruins collide
with wanton manipulation

light profanes
downtown
haloed buildings

piercing red
wind-sculptured earth
clashes with sky

red earth dusk
chaos, continuity
light irradiates, dies
zion

breathing out precious vapour
no end
beginning
under a black umbrella

sailing
no time
fish ladders
on half moon bay

footsteps in the forest
eternities imprint
it is said death frees

footsteps
no imprint
for example, a rose blooms

the process is vast

the tree fell
seedlings on parched dirt
a wheel

a torrent of fear, flooded
the sky puffs a cloudburst

tears of the mother
no one is greater than the rain

the wind, sun
a pitch black rainbow in air

bent light of rainbow
through a veil of tears

darkness abounds
a fisherman worships on water

darkness enfolds
the wine flows
drink

a cold hand, death silences
from every crevice, life bursts
noise in still green water

in a secret rite
geese formulate in air
necks extended
whirling circles of god

oblivious continuity
enclosing all
cruel nor kind

life
this waterfall

suffering on cloudy peaks
the cold air of joy

a white lotus on the lake
time unfolds