Happenstance Happens

I also fear what is authentic 

Because because can turn brittle

Except in my favorite films

Towards where they roll the credits 

With absolute uncertainty

I place forward as firm belief

To the best of my abilities:

Sometimes happenstance surpasses

And serendipity changes

Every everything which happens

Slightly

Slightly inebriated 

Slightly sad

Slightly slighted

By vague I-forget-whats

Slightly gains in intensity

Though I can still write poetry

yardsticks

now then they themselves

alter attributes to gain

though likewise lose much

every decent thing dissolves

despite all effort to trust

while worth yet matters

within world we inhabit 

yardsticks fail enough

wood warps far too easily

and gold isn't practical 

I Believe

Collective conclusions do not favor

Noble notions as proper persuasion.  

Though towards adieu I do not cater,

And see likelihood painted by colour

Cerulean with substantive substance.

Enough that enough provides evidence

Of Love's properties which always prosper

In elsewhere, if not entirely now. 

why(mono rhyming acrostic)

when everything behind is in front of eyes

hellish repetition exists to chastise

your attempts at more meaningful soft reprise

digital picture

your digital picture

so sharp on screen

is considerably closer

than if i never knew

imagination enough

to envision things softer

it winks once in a while

to arrest greater insanity

it's as if sometimes

my dreams of you are

1/100th as well 

as more wanted reality

Unable To Comply

Sad absence of what I wish for

Does not define me as tragic.

Unless such description is owned

By those who would be passionate.

Without even prickly thorn path,

Unable to crawl broken glass;

I'm beggarly without regress.

And when not so very humble

Labeled throughly a mad man.

fabric

faded graphic on

shirt you sent

reminds me of

impermanence 

& importance of

specialness

beheld from distance

by myself without means

to correct tiny holes

inevitable 

within fabric

now just where did i put that candle?

like pale word dirigibles

in outlandish comic strip

my intentions make escape

another sweet sedative

bottled by anheuser-busch plant

emptied, then tossed on green grass 

allow me to litter with alliteration:

damn darkness does so much fucking damage

while light enlightens with the proper wick

ignited to instigate some insight 

pain

some aches fade away to annoyance

duller cousins of persistent anguish.

other agonies centered around heart

hold as cruel asphyxiation always.

and i have no answer as which one

this despair will end up belonging to.

continuous

'bad guys avoid the raindrops'
 or any other saying
 which allows me to survive
 
 desire of serenity
 is almost as contagious
 as want of certain beauty
 witnessed though ever denied
 
 with necessity obliged
 perhaps i wouldn't have need
 to invent helpful phrases
 or imagine sanity

sun

through present storm
with sweet knowledge
such will never own
consistency of sun

my surface chilled
though deeper warm

i'll thrive like thistles
with dandelion soul

Con te partirò

I bequeath unto your heart what your heart may hold

Whispered within quiet of what is possible

insistent by actions agreeable to soft soul

lest fragile beauty's promise be ever broken

lest brevity defines what burns ever brightly

God gathers each of my secret wishes for you

of this my spirit remains confident in truth

Wondrous wide imaginings within mortal mind

illustrate what dwells far deeper concerning love

the likes of which expression can't completely explain

here within often harsh human limitation 

Yearning is no yoke while yielded to such magic

occurring above any practicality 

underneath nothing else in the whole universe

enough

gray underbelly of white fluffy cloud creatures

shows me so many different wild animal shapes.

there goes that one girl i used to know floating on by

like barnacle on bottom of things of more interest.

above bumper crop of failure i find better stuff.

in my mind i can abbreviate each amputation

enough.

4:14

Blurg

 Blogged

In most personal of

 Computers:

Brain

What's today's mysterious combination

 For remaining "sane"?

Birds die daily

 Though also newly born

Are things which happen to fly.

pill

i'm slowly released capsule

digested In beast's belly

possessed of enough fractures

to negate some smooth coating

or this is all an armpit

and any irritation

is imagined illusion

in sick lubed-up existence

sweet surrender

to tiesto remix

of sweet surrender

we tangled tongues

til desired endeavor

crashing anonymous futons

in places unfamiliar  

with destitution of acceptable character 

consequently the constabulary

tossed us in temporary prison 

so unlike moments of movement

which exist forever

hello

screaming on scraps of paper

sans limitations of ink

bleeding beautiful inexhaustible things 

origami is a dirty word

while recycle repeats

curiously incomplete 

bunches of bloom

found sun boon

till they all shriveled

hello hell,

how is heaven

from where you hover

to make decay complete? 

hello heaven,

how is hell

as you drift on by

so intent to tease?

w, w, w, + w

so & so called it strange prose

when i left out rhyme which flows

   whoa, whoa, whoa with added whoas

here exist no errrors

   or grammatical terrrors

only those onlys i write

   when i will my words flight

Internet Issues

Sad like getting caught in bad weather drenched;

Why oh Wi-Fi why must you be so wretched 

When fingers simply wish to press submit?

Resetting router is always so fun.

I really wish I owned a loaded gun

To blast the damn thing to hell and be done.

If I spent some more money would it help

Or is it our stupid fucked-up service?

spark

a dream of creamy white glow

not perfect but far from grey

lends warm red heart to believe

you exist accessible

apprehension appears weak

compared to imagined spark