voodoo chile ventures

rhyming and repetition...my mental stitching. ramble on.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

caught a light sneeze

I pick

I choose.

I dismiss.

I judge.


All circumstantial
when you got your hands full.

Get on top.

Tangents, like bats
come out in the dark
and loom just above your head

blindly leading

letting yourself feel
the onset of change
gathering
building
channeling


it's like the rising of an orgasm

the layering

the building

the anticipation of knowing

satisfaction is just round the corner

instantaneous or prolonged


-lightweight lightning seed-




i know this is the time

it is all happening


this is the time


to not regret



time to be set


time to be true


wearing the beads of night sweat
on my skin

i know there are
too many worlds to win


love
faith in
being


will keep me in touch

Monday, July 10, 2006

11 rising

mondays

washed

away


in


vain



11:11 is
the moment when
earth, air, fire & water
are in harmony


it's a thunder moon
tonight
on the 11th

my physical body
has seen better days

but my soul--
that real marrow of life

it is
climbing everyday
rising
with the Sun

Sunday, July 09, 2006

yet

Somedays I know what I want
or shall I say moments

Most others, I am in a blunder
pulled between 2 worlds


Let my Love spill
over the edges
into someone else's
bleeding heart

I admit
I'm not ready
to commit

How can you
fill my days,
if I don't want
to be chained.

Please stay close to me
but i can't promise
my longterm love (&devotion)
just yet

Maybe I will play
Maybe I will wait

My heart knows
I'm too young
yet

It does feel like home
but i can't settle in
just yet

The Future:
As Unknown as Ever

(it rattles my bones weak like thunder)

not ready to rest
yet
the rest would be
in unrest
anxious energy
room to dream

closer to me than
any man has ever been
&
i don't plan on
making that end

as much as it hurts
to say & see

silently she still
needs to be free

she can be tamed
just not
yet

(i get cold feet)

you can't tame
the unnamed

I know this is Great

Sometimes the soul
needs to float
before it comes
back home

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Velcro

Independence Day

maybe I should take a hint

let my hearts strings
turn to faint embers
falling from the explosions
in the sky

the air will be cloudy tonight

what damage we will do
for momentous satisfaction

my hands still shake

i've yet to taste
my saving grace

at what expense
is loving worth


falling fools
or
fools falling


time
the cruelest yet
fairest thing of all

does it even know
what is in store?


all rotten apples
show their bruises

eventually

hard core to soft

seeds that no longer produce



i've blocked the Sun
cleaned the sheets
trying to forget
underneath



how can someone
with the skin of Sun
and soul of Fortune

be


in



such



jeopardy





maybe all those books were right
maybe i shouldn't
believe words
before i am able to live them



"I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will
collect my soul and come to me

But I've heard there's joy untold
Lays on that open road in front of me
My first name is Stephanie"




I am free

I am free




why get stuck like honey


& lay claim at 23


no one ever said

decisions were easy

no one ever said

this is how it should be




i like my mess
my internal unrest


"In a heart full of dust
Lives a creature called lust
It surprises and scares
Like me

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple excuse"

prism perfect
is just a dream

quick where is my soliloquy?

i have eaten
everything sweet in sight

i cannot believe
that we are
not right

what is loving worth?


--he thinks he knows what he wants
he hears but doesn't want to listen

the blind have been blessed with security

i don't know what i am i don't know where i've been
human junk just words and so much skin--


silently she
must realize
that she cannot
fix this broken machine


just bring the
oil can and hope
it runs smoothly


this
fucking
terrible
lie
the
elastic
in
living
life



i will come up for air

can i trust in fate & fair?


trippin'
trippin'
on a hole
in a paper heart

how can something
so close
seem so far

I feel as if
today is Sunday
yet
it is Tuesday


I have tasted the
most delicious
fruit

and

let the juice
run down my chin


i have said the words
i have let him in


silently she
doesn't fight with
guns

she uses the power
of the Sun

but

afraid of the light
in the dark


i'd like to believe
salvation isn't far

i'd like to believe
i have touched

everything i ever wanted
everything i ever needed

ha

that is the illusion
watered from my thighs

that's a girl
wanting to believe
the beauty in everything


the dominant paradigm
has no source

ha

how the mind loves
to fuck with the heart

ha

how i cannot just

i cannot just


how i know
how easily
i slip
like velcro
on & off
on & off
with just a small tug

and eventually
i don't stick anymore



the sky will be exploding
tonight
in colored sparkling light

and i will feel him
and smell him
from across town

see his frown
feel his frown
as he reads this

he must know
"not to take it so literal"

silently she closes the window
so the draft quits coming in
and snuggles up
to warm thoughts
thinking of his love
and when she will
see him again