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heart in razor passage


  Vocal cords abound through humid air


  As eyeballs roam for goods and services


  I catapult like severed horsemen


  Urging freedom to refract from windshields

  Baboon Software

  The fabric of surreal


  Technologized ecology appeals


  Primordial mind ecstatic feedback loops


  Bio-computer troops with baboon raids


  Lurching software and mime sized


  Memorandums, the turbulent data


  Of an info-stratosphere equipped


  Now to soliloquy the socialized soul


  Through role-playing our baffling banter


  The mystique of genderized alphabet


  Polarities plug into an epic rewiring


  Filmscape where magnetic tape


  Plunges through redated terrestrial escape


  As archetypal haunted houses create

  The shadowy undercurrent of fate

  Apache Scalpel

  I want to take a scalpel


  And surgically remove countenance


  I want to fire a chainsaw


  And massacre fast food consciousness


  Sever and slash rinky dink remembrance



  If you want to honor the dead


  Let's go dance on gravestones


  Not forgetting the bodies lost in Vietnam jungles



  I want to take a hatchet


  And slice clean modern education


  Remove all doubt


  That this is not what knowledge is about



  More to the point


  Let's cut the electricity


  Rewire the main hardware


  Start over and begin from the beginning


  Before Genesis colonized the mind


  When pure babies lay in savannahs


  And a bastion laid before our hands


  Suddenly became awake

  Star Child and the Ape of Venus

  Soundware rustles the tree of being


  Sending signals through the spine


  Ground water morphs into electronic light


  Recycled moonlight spreads through sinews



  Now we stand


  After so many years coursing


  Evolving, twisting, bending


  Our canopy sprawls over the horizon


  Giving food for critters and bees



  In the starry night, apes are calling


  They have rewired the trees


  To fit their needs


  Now well storied in a colony


  Receiving manhood and tribal blessing



  Venus takes shape beyond the sun


  She has seen the centuries pass


  With gifted movement she knows


  Where the dark cedar grows


  Now and forever in the bulk of the sun



  She is patient and luminous


  Stroking ape child and his striving ways


  She wants to hear


  What protection to make


  For the new generation fervently awake



  Another year passes


  Mercury spreads his stolen wings


  Sending off a messenger from the sky


  To teach the prose of highway transit


  Lamping a torch to new codes of the road


  And revealing hidden messages

  That pounce in the night

  Creativity and Creation

  Climbing totem pole inner space


  Between virtual potential and physical thought


  Energy strikes electric wires


  As power snaps position into place



  The peak of dimension virtualized


  Sound and space, hidden gravity


  From the womb of darkness 


  To the bursting beam of outrageous dancing



  Consciousness forms light


  Directing universes of change and form


  Soul speaks from seed being


  Conceiving blissful array of chosen creation 



  Embedded in the direct nuances of spirit


  A message of articulate signs


  Animals speaking ancestral tongues


  Mankind sprung from genetic lung

  Alchemy of Love

  Take your raw material


  And bend unto me


  The coarse metals we will refine


  Transmutate, warp, and respindle



  Through wizardry of dance


  Extracting luminous physiology,


  We will free value from metallurgy


  Exchanging strict elements



  This molten process infusing


  Will rebuild the architecture you see


  You, my love forged through dreams


  The mutant virtual labs of psyche



  Bend unto me, my love


  Allow this crucible to practice


  Through time our love becoming gold

  The Shedding of Birth and Death

  Each moment grows

  Birth and death

  Shedding what was left

 

  The chrome piece of time

  Dangles like a wooden cross

  neck lace, passionate for death

  The stolen widow

  Her extensions outstretched

  From a windowless perspective

 

  The universe encircles in captive dance

  We are caught in every mired branch

  Still sleeping under the sun

  Talking heads prosaic in a pulpit

  Breathe heavy in the humid church casket

  Waiting to rearrange fate

  My child fingers grope slowly

  Politely, but still slightly disgraced

  To be told life may be elsewhere

  That heaven exists on the mantle

  That God shadows every step...

  Sudden Historical Reversal

  Atomic moment stretches wide

  Habits of mind glossy-

  Imperial armor is stolen!

  Death’s Revolving Door

  Always meeting death with clean honesty


  Fertilizing the fallen with holy hollow


  Give up your guns and lines in the sand


  Take these drums, remember well


  We extend from ourselves


  What we see from inside

  Imagining the Pulse of Now

  Electrical engineering

  The holy grail of fortune

  The ultimate casino house

  Where knowing and loving

  Overrides, bypasses security trench

  The addiction to being pure

 

  Simply to remove all doubt

  And haggle over reputation

  The morass of dull

  The morality of scroll

  Come hither to animal magnets

  Through vibrant solar flare

  The future rewires itself

  Space Race for the Truth about Self

  Space age luminosity

  Barely there, explorations begun

  What machinery could match

  Rhythm of the tongue and leaves pointed

  Barely there, explorations begun

  Hired a bulldozer to banish dust

  Rhythm of tongue and leaves pointed

  Hushed the vibe of shadows in the deep

  Hired a bulldozer to banish dust

  Telescopes and rope will marry the deal

  Hushed the vibes of shadows in the deep

  A priest, a pauper, a wormhole in the stream

  Telescopes and rope will marry the deal

  What logic concealed face could bury the fate?

  A priest, a pauper, a wormhole in the stream

  i'm bleeding the coffers for identity

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  What machinery could match?

  I'm bleeding the coffers for identity

  Space Age luminosity

  Duck Trapping the Mind

  The interstitial space of existence

  Drumming up support again-

  Finally I catch the glint in your eye!

  The Mysterium of Man

  Something mysterious about man

  I can't hold it in my hand

  Nor read about it in a book

  When I stop to look

  The more I realize I don’t know

  And never did

  Man sparkles in between natures glow

  The Sensual Curves of Space and Time

  Forget progress stampede spelled in linear time

  Money blues will destroy your very climb

  Instead, see life as a squirrel hopping

  Brazenly from branch to twig

  or a troop of lions meditating

  in the lush jungle heat

  We are animals as well

  Despite society's dizzy spell

  Our hearts churn

  With the sun and gravity

  All the same

  Not as lost children

  But now adults we can reclaim

  The power and mystery of life

  Indulging in the wandering curves

  Poised between November rain

  Awaken body, mind, heart, and nature as well

  We need every piece

  In the grand composition

  As we reach through the looking glass

  Into our chosen future

  Surrender on Stormy Nights

  Love is a challenge

  Love is raw in cinders

  She places a barrier

  As she poises for another

  Anger is seething

  So clearly embattled

  I'm ready to call it off

  Forbidding her companionship

  On these gruesome terms

  She says the future is uncertain

  Writing me love notes from the sky

  Wandering to me pitch after pitch

  But still her past devotion

  Blocks my entry

  Caught in this triangle

  Defenses are weighed

  A sullen gambit turned mistake

  I'm pressing to fight

  Again as nature beholds

  Still, her silent ecstasy unfolds

  As she breaks down instinct

  And resynthesizes

  The portal of our love-

  Once more

  I’m patrolling the battlefield

  Announcing that we charge

  or retreat

  But finally, I’m left to silence

  Her subtle pattering heart

  Forges my surrender

  On this stormy night

  Cosmology of Self and Ecology

  In the last small armed grip

  Of trenchant technocrat underling

  Dissolved with poison stripped from putrid earnings

  Tree of life displayed is churning

  Urging the virgin men to give up toiling

  To hold the last ember burning

  And lay down the sword of foolishness

  Vanished this wet dream syndicate

  As dizzy spells of archaic control no longer fool

  The articulate minds of creative surging

  Young bliss beings in the prime of the sun

  We will have known the war over

  It could never be won

  No skin could transform in its light

  So with might is right ethic

  Duality must banish

  From electric thoughts so composed

  A repose gathering

  Nature unstrangulated

  Trees unmangled

  Soft sand caressed

  As lapping waves

  Lead us toward sanity

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