Beauty of Absence
something is missing here and there
for I question everything and nothing's done
For what, you ask? Because it's THERE!!!
when I felt the magic it has already gone
... and when I find my strength I see an empty place
no fibrillation left in air and space
Reflecting upside down
heaven's above, and, down down down.
Yellow as the sun and bright as the day,
in which the patina and penumbra play
water on the side must be the ally
Give me a mask and I'll tell you the truth
What am I to say anything here, forgive, Master
I wish for the toys of my youth,
there's nothing you can do about it later
Kill all people who can't drink mystic
Good cockroaches do not go ballistic
Double... Look - Alike
my, my, what is that you've got there?
But, what a heck, take a hike...
and wondered aloud, "what might live in there?"
majestic instinct reflecting from those pupils
It's stinky, bloody wet fur aflame in my nostrils
but, PLEASE, always love it.
Perchance behind the window blind
searching still seeking those of my kind.
Arbitrary provocation by principle, now
you ugly thing, you look like a cow!
It's all about to be covered with snow
Then stick a pencil in your ear!
"A pensive trollop or menstruating bear?"
The waiter looks at me in fear.
The butter melted and beautiful music emerged
Games of Light
It means nothing
And I think this is all very tiring
Far better than my bleeding
carving out a pernicious void
beyond the realm of hearing
Searching while being ready with insolence
the moon and the sun graced multiple presences.
No matter what you do, you ought to do it well
now he's drowning in the mud at the bottom of the well
you treat your garden very well!
"Thanks!" They replied "I'll rhyme orange with fish!"
...if covered just slightly with relish.
Contours traced with devotion
Words make noise, however they will cause a nice contusion
In my brain I feel I should make an incision
Life is short, drink wine and don't be sorry,
I'm reading double, my speech is slurry and doesn't worry
And as they looked up, the stars were winking out, one at a time...