You never know with slaves

Since they are an unknown

Slaves in other places

Cities full of slavery

Where only stars exist

Some would notice the moon cycles

With burning fingers

Holding themselves near a chain fence

They dream of a deck of cards

Playing with yarn

Shooting marbles on the rug

Lazy days doing nothing

And playing crocket

And you got to love uncle Sam

There you find me climbing vines

It is wise to climb into the trees

Finding a lost paradise

A park which would hide

To surrender every Barbie doll

To strip Ken to nothing

Is like flipping switches

In a chocolate covered room

So stands the wine bottle

Into the night

Bringing in the women

With tinker bell

Some folk can folk dance

Some are busy thinking food thoughts.

Intestines rarely show up in romantic films

But ideal lips and foreheads feature kindly

Lips that are not just for speaking role

But lip seeking roles

Like heat seeking torpedo lips

Lips which hunger as they lick

Large luscious lips with lollipops

Women with neon tube tops

Women who knock themselves into aerobics classes

Women who can explain thing

While wearing black spandex

And look at you as if you

Are made from tissue

Or toilet paper

So you ask her to be gentle

Just in case she wipes you!

Find a way to the lightning place

Where the ghost strip their clothes

Follow them animals

Follow the dogs

Right away make it

There in the distance American flags

And rainbow flags

And all American zombies

Watch the sun burn through you

Right into your sky

Spare me gothic horrifics

Love can seem so transparent

As if looking into plastic

Don't see love as any normal thing

Cradle it like a baby

Soon the THERE is a turn in the road

It turns alone on its own

There like a deer

Winking at you as if human

The next day the plan is plain

Like a return to the plains

Is like a journey into space

Do you want a key to life

If the sun had more time

Would it touch the soul

Realize the poem is a living thing

It numbers

It wonders

You can make thunder

I can feel that lightning

Is the safest form of torture

A weird kind of pleasure

As if like a movie picture

We had watched before

Had the gray sky's came

Yet hope came instead

Here we go pathways

Follow the spiralling glow

Make the water seem more

Return to the sounds of life

Let them surround you and make it

Make it easy

Lay on grass with a cross

The golden robot cross

See it walk into the waves

As you would escape as ice

Drawing the waters up

Turn your heart around

All around the sky parts

They dance Into liquid hearts.

So the same street was not

They were strange places

Enemies lurking in their cages

Yet there you find a secret

There

That is where it hides

Secrets must hide

Then a world appears

You have no idea

The most unusual circle in the world

The slumber party is over

The rain will return

My heart will meet yours

You will see me crying

You will experience mercy

I am the eastern Sun

Angels singing and spinning

You were the Tao

I held you in a stormy pedal wave

Fear evaporating into love

Eagles return

Your door in the sand opens

I make haste with my feet

Love listen for chanting

Beloved BE

Bubbles rise in triumph

Hands touching romantically in green light

Dream again or forever hold your peace.

Ambition can turn into an addiction.

LOVE IS THE REAL THING.

 Motionless within summer leaves

The gray kitty sneezed

As the frost melts

The trees come alive

We all see the dream clearly

As the moon and the sun

Turn.