Goodbye is the hardest word I know~
When you see them leave… when you watch them go ~

When the earth bursts that final shine of dancing colour
And sings its soaring ode to the pouring load that gushed between you

Then like watercolour, begins to drip away
To seep off the page
To pour tearstain ribbons down your face

So long sweet painting
You gorgeous piece of art
You lush planet of fading dreams and melting memory

I’ll never store your shores again
I’m still coursing with your flow
It’s bleeding out my open veins
It’s the hardest word I know

When you take a juicy bite from the fruit of the sky
And your chin drips in twilight’s nectar
And the stars are seeds that fizz in your mouth
and twinkle gooey rushes inside you

The mind rises with the notions of infinite oceans
of fractal web cartography, charting your course
through the looming abyss that spans like the space
between thoughts

Spin freewheeling
Dance with the glee of melting harmony
Let it ooze overtop you

Sing to the heavens that splash their mistings
and ring with the symphonies of shining tides

This is your place in the netherworlds forming
This is your dream in the mind of the sky
This is your star-burning hearth that is warming
This is your answer to why

And   once again I’m fallen
So   hard I hit the earth
The   clouds burst up with pollen
Heart   felt whispers stir
Aches   are ever calling
Go   and be with her

Such beautiful people
Gone, gone…

Such wonderful spirits
Onward on…

Goodbye forever, and never let go
You tide pushers and line rushers
of so much we know

You beatniks, you hippies
You glorious souls
Crushed in the waves
of momentum you rolled

Dreaming of dragons again
Dreaming of leatherfangs and batwings
Snarling howls and bellyfire
Power surging turgid captures of collassal enchantment
Mountaintops booming tellurian thunder
Skyways raging vast and festerous
Stormboned and shutterbound
Golden and godly
Roaming and rife

Dreaming of dragons again
What a surprise

Sync deeper
Blink sleeping
Creep steeper
Think feeling
Seep in heaps of drinking reapings
Winking weepings in your peepers

Tinker deeper
Link your sinking
To the steeper brinks you’re drinking
Shrinking into leaping creepers
Synching deeper

Beeping drips
of dreaming dips, seeming
tipsy
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​pardon
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​dripsy
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​farthen downward
Garden growing upward knowing
Chardonnay
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ~​​​​​​​​rising bubbles, kay?

Erven lowing
Furthen going onning
Yawning goners fawning steeper~
Sync in deeper

Drawn onward
Pulled by goneward knowing glows
Of yonder goes
Don’t ponder those
Wander wayward
Downward slowing
Silent soundered
Flying by the pounding frowns of dying cries
Into rising
Shores comprising prizing calm
Clever on-word
Ever-heaping
Never sleeping
For the keeper
~>Sync deeper

Into the wild…
Into the smiled upon mystic unknown–

Down long tethered roads where
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​the muskeg is grown with whispering trees
Telling their tales to the wandering breeze

Where mist lingers down to veil the eyes
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​of the distance one goes in the frail disguise
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​their humanity grows~

Show me your lostness
Show me your strife
And I’ll show you the cost of a borrowing life

I’ll show you tomorrow unveiled today
In the christening myst of a whispering way

Remember life?

Remember that sweet tug of spontaneity at the sleeve of repetition?

Remember having no idea what’s going to come, and being surprised every time?

Remember that magic that leaks out in vibrant colours of undefined notions that sparkle gooey observation?

Remember life?

Remember love at the sight of every human who might wander lost and found into our own meandering reality?

Remember eye sparkles and lip tugs dancing this mystery of crossing paths in the blind forest of elven trees?

Remember that moment, photo locked in fragrant sensations ripping a perfumed paint glob out of memory?

Remember purpose pouring thick from nothing?

Remember meaning squeezed out of pure imagination?

Remember defining for ourselves the laws and logicless notions that churn the inner workings of this gorgeous machine?

Remember life?

Remember knowing that it was about us, and not some formulaic pattern of fitting in?

Remember looking at a blue sky and a yellow sun and thinking, that’s all I’ll need today…

Remember living?

Remember deciding what it is that meant?

Remember life?

I get this sense it still remembers us…

Kick it split second wicked
Weapon direct it
Stick it spinning
Shitface grinning sectioned winning smile undialing

Call off the smalltalk
Half-stock of smokin’ barrel
Chockful of awful cocky rofls

Sidesteppin’ left in
Just to fight right out
Keep in sight the leapin’ nightmonk
Fluorish, hunker under

Sparrin’ session far as lessons
Star in freshened wonder

A lonely little possum
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​upturning stones
Searching the dirts
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​for a way to go home

But all that he knows
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​is the instinct to hunt–
Always looking down and under
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​Never up in front