Travel

My Feet
My Hands
my bare body on the ocean floor
what comes up
must come down
my spirit lies intact
can you dream
can you imagine
to sit amongst the rocks and trees
and be there and now
a happy place
a calm place
your emotion controls the day
I am locked in my secret world
and I have left the real world at bay

Lime light

Over the wall into the Chelsea Gardens
my legs thud as they land on the moist grass
the air is fragrant and musky
plants of all types loom ahead above and around
flowers with their buds and blossoms closed for fear of the night air
leaves curled at the brisk weather
I am soon covered in ivy
my feet become roots my legs and torso a trunk
my arms and head become branches blowing in the cool cool night breeze
I am home in my make believe world
live with me now

Cacti Dream

Do you have a dream,
Some do, only few are destined to be
I see everything, My life is there
on the brink of sucess and defeat
it's half and half
diamonds trickle down my neck
opals in my eyes shine like fire!
I am serpentine
I am a dark stone
a bloodstone
fire
fire
fire

San Angelo

Dust Dirt Wind Sun
The desolate places on earth
why live here,
the river
choice/force
my mind is made up
our mind is made up
anywhere as long as we are together

Dreary Lanes

Dreary Lanes of Mud and Mist,
Troughs cut through the ditch
old oaks and chestnut line the path
the hedges are full of their litter
only a few miles to go,
rather than walk in the mud
I'll walk in the grass
my trousers are wet with dew
you see me
as a bum a wanderer a crazy man
because I live louder?
Larger
many a man is jealous of me
it's not me I think, but my attitude
my way of life
as the road ends I find all the trouble is stripped away
stark naked my body enters the pool

MY DIRTY HANDS?MOUTHDISEASE

ONCE UPON A DAY
MY FACE AS RED AS A BEET
MY HURT COMES FROM THE EARTH
ALL DAY
RUNNING, WHAT AM I RUNNING FROM?
NOTHING? SOMETHING? everything?
nOPE
SO THIRSTY
SO ANGRY
SO TIRED AND SHI%%ED ON
EVERYDAY ALL DAY
i SEE THE LINES IN MY OWN MIND
LIKE A WRINKLE IN FU55ING TIME

at sea

Life is sweet
want to sleep but i'll drink
primatively
careful they may stamp sucker on your forehead
.....good I brought my shiv.
Nigeria is hot but try Tennessee
anywhere to go but only one place to be, possibly.
wide wide earth not dirty yet
Los Angeles California big pile of sh*t
war in Iraq I wan Vietnam back
at least it was obvious you were being f****d, in some way.
Get along
it don't take long.
Get along.
I don't speak Zulu
but why should I
I'm an American
no food in my belly
when you are a broken sailor
there is no coming back