Poems from spontaneousness
Wake
Up,
You.
The sunlight was a bitter enemy
To eyes clenched shut against
Morning.
Every Morning.
Morning was no longer
The hello He...
Long live the radicals,
Though I am not among you.
Seize what you will
And rail on and on
Because the world wants a wakeup
And you're right...
"You can't smoke life
With a filter,"
He said slowly;
The skinny grey serpent fingers
Snaked out from his mouth
And their rolled white womb...
Little life,
All instincts and wide-eyes.
A palm that mine can double over;
A smile twelve times full
Of the brightness my own brings.
Your...
O mountain hills who pierce the fog,
Rise up beyond your lakes.
Seize the day in weary palms,
Cupping summer snow
To taste through the...