Sewing Poems

IM in sewing class & I dont talK - So I talk on this
paper - talking to whoever can . It is a way to SpeaK
I enJoy this poetry & Look forward to closing my mouth
& taking the cap off my pen; Scribble down A Song again


                        Cold Turkey

        Hi There you ...
        '    ''   ' '     hippies
        RELAVENT FREAK OF ATTENtional desires
        request to report to my favorite
        color Leaking out of your broken
        crosses.  Leaving stains_bleached pain my natural
        faded blue shrunK .

        World Where mATH problems must Be Solved
        Problem of a shpherical dome & nike shoes walk
        remain to be seen as the microscopes look
        deeper telescopes reach farther
                Books written

        The violent "G" chucks with
        Fierce momentary agression:
        a peperoni stick

        I observe: Stares back witha
        "who wants a peace of my
        toughness? I WILL HUMBLE YEA!
        Knell Before me! soon all
        worlds wiLL Be mine!"




                False Feelings


Remind me to wake  When seasons pass
The whining of others spreads to me
Wide awake in false numb sleep
time slips by without counting sheep
when I Wake  emotions detained Leek
I see your face, its shadowy mass revealed
hidden in smog & a mystic shimmering
        liquid Sheild,
Squinting I cant quite make you out to be
The person my hopeful dreams wished youd be
The reflection bounces back & isnt true
Fuzzy logic snowy frost Loud snaps
flashes & freaky Freezes ruin a
Vision  once a dream.  Requesting
a rainbow with the atleast hope of turning color.
Behind insulation my hope softens for the person outside,
around corners.  I regret the rAiN. It affects my phLem-
it glides in the rough and its back beaten from
above. Sitting and stairing. remembering hopeless hopes. crispy
christmas tRee's in The Woods wanting Seattles  snow.I cant give.
I reQuest only.  only light Love - feelings of Stress Soaked
Warm & repeat until peaceful.
   People sKurry for artificial drugs They worry. rivers of soft silky
velvet The Sunshine blows its rays every which way - gentle message
  to a Shivering coz hot numb



                        Frequent Flower


 A   Late night  song  settles in my head. its like no other,
better than the others.Its morning a the day dream buglands
on I. A silent row of recent  roses,Rise. pretty ones,
Sophisticated ones, I try  to  take  a Sniff  of  each
but Then they close & Im left alone.
a long haired girl Stands in the gloom, Killing immediate
fog & messaging  my mood. The fog doesnt lift,
my sight repressed, Im left /w regret.




                        False Sense


Listen to winds  That are false. Some idiot opens The
door . talks  Across. Puts a tape in your
machine and rewinds it."You've never ever
played it" you malicE. "My heart beats with
out it" They disdain,  hot dogs sizzle in  The
Kitchen, truly you are embarrased."Theres a Quad
Keger in the wherehouse tonight, you know"They claim"dare
I take sand from my own Camel" you Query" Leave
me alone, JerK"I said "Yeah, ha ha, .......you are
what you eat" proudful muscle tone a facial tissue
expression allows Them to open your own door and
Leave.  The penis's sizzling smell more Juicy Then ever,
Sinful disires fill your tongue & your Tummy agrees.
So you Turn off The burner  and let The noise
of excitement die with you in regretful fustration
Looking at your couch, it doesnt even care & The
Lonelyness attacks you with a specialniceity.You
Wish it wasnt there before but its not new as you
thought your subconscience told you its your true inner
Love-& you dog and you love.  A blonde girl you saw
before flashes through your mind like  Leathel fiberglass-
 desperate to push it out  you try radiation treatment.
Your attempt of exscape Strengthens The Trap & polishes The Spikes.
You Jump in  your couch  Letting him hold you,warm you. Love you.




                The Title

I hear a car  reving /wo a constant idle
and some  Woman calling for
her  Cat - trying not to Scare her
 a random Stone alive & living. the title?:produce siblings

EISH

                        [drawings]





                Religous Device


 Ritualistic reson.  life in cubic units.
 disruptive  influx.  liQuor network"Route it to Me!"
 fuel my personal potty talk.  Ripling, the wall cracKs.
 Thin King of  something  else......your face falls. your good
 ol mom. no longer calls. Gol. ahhhh my house iS in heaven.
 Some things Just  dont mix well.  the sense of smell, different
 Than feelings  I tell.  The blue lines are bars of School
a bounding instatution. they trip my letters as it distorts me
 imprisoning my artwork & drawings. or so I think I Let.
all in good fun - corruption for a  certain some. havin fun. !!! .
???. WORSHip the device ! save our temporary selves!
All I hear them yell, drowning truth & A simple WORD.
to think Im capable of still being afraid. insult  my
life  theres a rip in my shoe. 'my life wont lead to destruction
Im a realistic moral, im in love with a women, the
device loves mE. evil is not  in me , Im free , Im
Free, Im care  free, Im Just me.  decide &  choose
you Wont lose. ..its oK to lose - the philosophy is  to CruiSe.
my emptiness is for later. my feeling is  now, my life my own.
why is ahead red why do I colide /w my pride.ignore the
SWord, the Word.  its worse than church, Seek my own, live &
die all is fine . I dont shine, thats oK Im here  to stay, I made
myself I am the World   I wish I  could Just  See .....
but...  Im free ,Im free, LooK at me Im free'




                Like This

I need liposuction done on my ankle
its been done everywhere  else. it comes up still
like This
like This
  like This
I just dont Look There -  Everything else
is what I focus on. perfection is
Where my attention is. I  wont Look
down.  I wont Wear  socks not.yes











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