Paris

ev’ry dog has its day
sometimes when’s cast its bone
nor columns it: nor grades, nee
phi/significance
that it eats \ whence it hails
pal \ holy communion
bit \ more for memory
esp there&#…

lately i
envision
us standing
face to face
nose to nose
our closeness
only our mouths
kissing, are
on their own
not thinking
being naked
but if ‘twere
our bodies
yea often/
sometimes ac
cidently
eke to…

6 & 9, equate,
make, hemingway, the earthquake;
yes, elvis presley,.
shake rattle & roll,
trucking tuesday weld or no:
two’s but one & one,.
though one be better;
some trys have ended ha…

‘tis what i write says
i do anything at all;
with/next femme rimbaud.
pulled her through my wall
discounting all till ’twas her
pulled on the phone’s cords
.
.
juddarwin

Moby Dick, and The Wizard of OZ, and Aldous Huxley’s experiments with mescaline

who and what…

crucified like upon an abstract positioned /
suspended be ing ope to an other cross
not quite crucified; not suffocated:
…………………………………………..dance;
that something else courting something else as well
.
judda…

walk away re born
feel your feathers down
toes no more eye lines
the feathered downed dress
disintegrating
in fact unfolding
what’s forbidden / blooms
.
juddarwin
.
god/evolution:
naked desire
also nudges twist…

Pearls glistening
in an opened oyster
a lightness of being
in her upturned smile…

this weightless moment
we share together
as we float upon
the blue, blue Nile…

seconds savored
of pure ambrosia
only …

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I was completely unprepared for this and it was a shock

Speaking of envy, apparently there are two main kinds—benign and malicious

Feathers in my pillow, from birds that fly free…
Remnants of my life that used to be…

(refers to photo acc0mpanying Lisa jewell’s ‘good sense’)

this is rebirth
unfolding;
spirituality
donning/doffing
(autumn, early that year
helen/paris reandevour
………R…

and reconnected, will
the serpent & itself
like symbol/beast, tussle.

I am still sleepy
It seems kind of creepy
Like I can’t escape from the dream
At the end I was in a scream
It still has a hold on me
And I must return tonight, I am not free..

It is so sad
How much time is spent alone
It is so bad
How much time is blown
On things that really don’t matter…

Love is light
Evil is darkness
Love shines through the darkness
At the speed of light…