Skies-03.11.26
Like
Fish scales
After the storm
She’s swimming in me head
Her face
Hallowed be her body
Coming together
For holy communion
Consecrating lust, love?
Sanctified by passion
Redemption in ravenous hunger
Immaculate desire
Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress
Stormy-01.10.26-later
Chasing shadows at night
Chasing each the in the rain
Shadows comforting
Cooking up some medicine
To share with pink spiders
Underground
The one with
emerald eyes (like the North Sea)
A shock moonlight colored hair
We find each other when the sky is crying
When the others fade
We know the lightening’s names
We come to life
Poison (racing that Centre of soul/brain)
Ascenseur pour l'échafaud. on turn table
Blue smoke the rain pounding
Stormy such a perfect name
Wild raining down on us
Nourishing
Breaking drought
passion
Stigmata-7.10.26
Sometimes music poetry and smoke
Pink spiders MIA
Won’t fill the void
Stigmata blooms
Blood roses
0cc works
released from l that brings us down
to see it as the divine comedy it is
Stigmata
Nodding2when transcribed this this from my shades
• Stg Mata: Bodily marks, scars, or intense pain corresponding to the wounds of Christ (2 the wounds of the blue saint also known as tracks
•
-27.07.26
I saw her dancing out past the wire
where heaven meets hell
The magic is on the edge
Her love to cold and distant god
watched her from hell
The Angel called to me
She jumps paint splattered all over
Her wardrobe on the floor
Caress her wounds as they were the Stigmata
She is benediction
Her wardrobe on the floor
Those bedroom eyes raspy voice
cafe au lait tan
, supple warm skin
Ravenous hips and mouth
Spreading wings
Pulling
Me
Deeper: further down, more serious, or more detailed. 2)Something a lover screams in the throes
deeper
algorithms versus art14.09.26
knew from the beginning
exactly how this end
Agony and ecstasy
As we are five minutes
Sex
truth
obsession
Go to your calculations
Of
Time
Money
Your algorithms
None of it defines me
I am
An outlier
We defy your mathematical
Model
As you sit in your C suite behind the desk, we made love on
Smugly sure you know
difference betwixt
Reality
fantasy
because silicon
the silicon in your chest covers a bigger heart (it beat with mine until it didn’t)
Most of al I don’t give a fuck
Born into the belly of t (he Hieronymus Bosch cold war V-kill a (commie. mommy)
I had premonition
Of you
Of 5 minutes
I’ll be this way again
It’s who “we are
You believe
In silicon
I believe
Art (the unified field theorem solved by a lyric poem a 2-minute song
and an abstract
life’s not a problem
that’s why you can’t Solove it
Psych ward heroes-a love story-20.08.26
Rapture and melancholy
Alchemy in
Her kiss
Mysticism
In her hips
Mythical creature’s-made flesh
Swiming in the shadow
Mystical dancing
Enlightenment in a pink spider web
A resonance
A reverberation
Betwixt
2 mad souls (broken mirror reflection of self)
Communion in sweaty sheets
Moment-09.11.26
So sexy
So pretty
Best piece of ass in this city
Coffee, watching you shower
Sharing a spliff and coffee
Catch that buzz
Catch that vibe
Looking like a dream
In my old concert T and your heels
Here for limited time only
Act Now
You & me
Will evaporate
This Moment-stolen
This moment-celebrated with sacred rites
This moment will always exist
At the moment she says -gathering phone
Take away moment
Moment
Not available in any store
Operators on standby
Call now
-27.07.26
I saw her dancing out past the wire
where heaven meets hell
The magic is on the edge
Her love to cold and distant god
watched her from hell
The Angel called to me
She jumps paint splattered all over
Her wardrobe on the floor
Caress her wounds as they were the Stigmata
She is benediction
Her wardrobe on the floor
Those bedroom eyes raspy voice
cafe au lait tan
, supple warm skin
Ravenous hips and mouth
Spreading wings
Pulling
Me
Deeper: further down, more serious, or more detailed. 2)Something a lover screams in the throes
deeper
Voodoo 01.12.17-later
eyeing the shape of something wild
what’s your name
dark voyeur
Texas Book Depository
loving this
Dealey Plaza
dark voyeur adjusts sights
loving you
target acquisition
window of opportunity
let’s bounce
whisper to a scream
feeding the hunger(ravenous)
I can do that
hitting me
addictive
pleasure
seen you in visions
lazy smoke swirling around us
I know you’re a sorceress
a bullet magically ricochets
high
exhausted
sweat of lovers
musky scented air
lost in this moment
Blood-splattered limo
smell of fear death
dark arts
come to fruitarian
loss of innocence
decode/taste
hieroglyphics
etched in
your skin
explore codex of your soul
Sweat of lovers
Passion
fire
voodoo that is
muse
levitating high sacred/erotic meditations
leaving this plane because
It’s low low, low one
Just got me fix (love or lust)
Whatever gets you high
whatever gets you by
Time is just a myth
We only exist the
Moment
Then dissolve
With
A thud
On earth gravity dragging us
Moment: a very brief period 2) speechless period between two people 3) shared experience betwixt lost souls staring into each other seeing a reflection scars and dreams
this moment will
exist in the consciousness 9utside f time
Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress