Earthman

The one
the body who feels like... the earth
Warm, and gentle, breathing within peace
fierce heart beats erupting with fire and magma
A swaying mind swirling as waves
oceans and leagues of depth rushing wild rivers
terra solid and tilled, harrowed and firm
giving way yet never eroding to lies or fallacy
That spirit, that sense,  that sweet sensuous vine
pulsing through to every chattering branch
brooding with fruit ripe and seed
he envelopes me in his anchoring vibe
the birds sense the dance twittering in song
I can't shake it
Who would want to?
This twisting and breaking over crashing thunder
writhing while rising to spread and fall
to quench the land that has been chained and forgotten
rain down caressing broken arid skin
My thrist drowns and shudders
as my hairs awake and I quiver
his love inundates my soul
I can taste it, this life unknown
a comrade to be born, a thrill
a yerning burn that cools and sooths the scars and wounds
shaking the fears to which I cling
death is abandoned no cold blooded display
What mystery awaits this ecstasy and elation
while endorphins rush my rhythm and rhyme?
I can't deny it, it's almost a drug
Yet this is too pure to be dirty addiction
too real, too weary, too imperfect in beauty
too calm, too organic, too metered and balanced
Come flooding memories of the face within me
this earth vibrates with the echo of home
Can I dare a stare to stars too long
or wait for the moon to hide its face?
I shan't be mistaken, I'm dreaming
awake, alive and loving this tide
This is the time, this is...
the one who feels like the earth made yet I am undone

I Fight Alone

You may have kind words
and play comrade under the sun

You may say we are one
and claim our blood is a shared body
broken and spilled

Integrity is key dearest:

Little words and little actions,
Large gestures and heavy lectures,
smooth talk sermons; what's that!?
Soap box delivery of self righteous soliloquies

Every breath you take in to release
gives light and body to your spineless soul, and
dictate the frivolous hot air you propagate with poise

What a lovely peacock skeleton

Your soul is void
Lies from the netherlands
of night's darkest shadows
Where no moon shines and stars flee and hide
Where do you abide, where is your dwelling place?

Face first in the ash

I can hear it loud and clear
the rejection of life, tides, and the wild ride
All your fears catalyzing your cowardice
as you claim to change these dark borders
Creation's suicide, I see no progress

All I see are children lost
in myth anthologies that they still can't understand
How many times can you read love
yet stand still and watch the world burn

While you pat your back for surviving in slavery
Your sisters are exposed!
Your brothers are numb!
Your fathers exploited!
Your mothers ravaged!

Wake up, wake up! Are you still deaf? Are you still blind?

What flesh are you giving to words you hold dear?
Rotting zombies expecting rebirth
never dying to the chains of the deceiver
Shed the death you carry
Fess up to your immaturity

"Firend,"
I fight alone...