"stay out late, sharp as knives"

Eagerly and eagerly-- cling only to the rusty metal frames as we rise hold only those protrusions that remind us: half formed memories and deja vu; for to face the gale of the past with its brute teeth of memory will only slow us down . Hold tight now and tighter still, the stars are just ahead. I wish in a way ten thousand sunrises cannot unwish and I dream cornucopias of light for you.

""I will no longer do the devil's wishes.""

black and white slivers spin in your wake
and the upturned astonished faces grow small below us
until the clouds part
and you leave me behind.

a tad sweet

filter nothing
take all of it raw
sweeten me,
but only with kisses
and roving fingertips
and hard looks across crowded rooms

my morning trance

i wanna be a dream cat knock you face flat
get goin' and rollin' and jump right out the big black
turn my head from the smoke, kiss my hands like they broke
and burn out the night with my bright hot free flight.
who's got the brass we want who'll wield the mass we brought
if we can just. get. the rhythms right?
Next you tell me you can't stand the sight of me the taste of me and my hopes all set free
but what can stop us if we just trust and never hold up with the false lust or the old rust
who will exchange their stasis for the flames and turn loose their fire or rise from this dust?