Lifes Work

Remove me, my friends and fellows the rock is too heavy too difficult to handle the muscle is tiered the tendons have all but torn sweat from my body has made the ground slick beneath my feet I am tiered, I am weak loosen the chains, let me forget my fellows and friends you have come to my aid you can hold the stone I am too weak Take my flesh from these old bones you are my strength let me hide and never stir again.

New lines, fine green vines So nice to try new wines Dynasty provisions coat lives Chaining loneliness to desire To Fairness on fear And the search for greater things Being the way things have to fall In a child’s eye in 30 minutes Or less if the rash persists But the chalk lines fade Running colors in wet fall afternoon Flowing in radiant beauty So much in one afternoon So little concern for the following days Weeks too far for conformation Care in only for present Divine bliss of youth, joy and timelessness

In recent light, mid morning crushes my will, daunts every impulsive day dream comes and goes as I sit watching naked asses swaying gently in native breezes guilt has become a prime motivator, guilty feelings of laziness and the yearning of a selfish day spent in pleasing my inner child, stepping only to the hallway never through the door, never leaving my security unless out of pure necessity pure desperation, for release how I love hiding in my apartment from all that happens in a world to full too really give a damn my world is filled with my interests my wants and fantasies it is my fantasies that really keep me up at night waiting to break into something new

Strong and dark Deep and seductive Fire in broad skies Through cloud cotton and fur green Nights cradle suspends moment Transcends Darwin’s children Mythic projections bound by sterile erections There in freedom lies all fear All that can be committed and forgiven The sweets of divinity Beside the wrath of travesty They tangle in groomed gardens Only to be separated by thick empty white lines But emptiness is not freedom Is not openness, not a pathway Or a clean slate awaiting destiny Creative inspiration coating blank free space

Does this mean we can’t be friends But I thought you said it wouldn’t change anything We were becoming so close, what happened Did I change, did I touch you Could we just go back To the friendship we use to share Or just close acquaintance, nothing to be afraid of You know you drive me crazy, don’t you You demand too much respect You are holding your position very strong I’ll never really act on my fantasy of you You could wrap me up and lay me out in one breath Exhaled through your full ruby lips You know I love being tortured By your tempting cures and long lashes Please haunt me further Teas me a little, add to my fantasy A little life to the time spent alone Just dreading the time to leave To return in flesh to the hub we can cash I can’t wait to see you flirt Take me with you, I’ll sit quietly And watch and write and feel pain and sorrow