Adeimantus wanted a couch

Adeimantus wanted a couch, and
Journeyed along for the liking.
With good on his side, and strength
He ventured upon a barrier in regard.
Someone needs to make that couch,
And found, he called them Moderate.
Someone to protect this couch
Is needed to accommodate.
Found the guardian was
And later called upon as Courage.
A Ruler is in order, now,
To fashion around the couch,
With wine the found was witted Wise.
Then, upon the couch he found himself
And he fleeted a branding of Just.
Responsible, then is left alone
Without a subject to be married;
In the feverish city in need of a couch,
The man was nominally mistaken
Taken then was the speech sputtered by the Socratean
And in its place was found a western thought
That capital is for some and for others is obligation
In this place they find truth and grin for they have not.
This man desires as one in many
And as many in one. This man
Can neither be hated nor loved,
For moderation, nor courage nor wisdom
Is afforded this, but made it hitherto.
In this city, we find a couch
Shrouded by desire as need.
Find light and dark is born.
This is justice with a couch.

American Haiku #5

Fundamentalists,
Searching the crowd for recruits,
Found him: boy in need.

American Haiku #4

Tranny turned out tricks
On a dark and doleful night.
She's loved and hated.

American Haiku #3

"The end is coming!"
Prophet calls on city streets.
Walked by, he shed tears.

American Haiku #2

Girl calls the hotline,
"What if it's going to hurt?"
Nurse replies, "It will."

American Haiku #1

What's on a park bench:
Battered king on his dolman,
Closing eyes once more.

Tao Reflection #1

Unseal your tongue and say nothing.
For, there is no more desire in your heart.
Be cautious no longer. For, you have no fear of destiny
Compassion is left in your gentle soul
And a stoic look is emitted from your eyes.
Give to your neighbors that which they desire,
Value that gift as Gift, and refute a nameless battle.
Do not pity them. For, to give pity is to recognize vice.
Heroes are to be ignored, and know that
To commend them is to give power to their foes.
Take not the credit for goodness, and you will have it.
Unseal your tongue and you will have no want.
This is the foundation.
This is the path.

Numb

White out.
Little ice bastards
Flew with the air, an attack
On all who don’t concede.
Surrender to it and one will be spared
From their blades, little edges.
They cut and stung me until
I was drunk with pain.
Then, numb.

Reflection

The rays' reflection
Dance and jump from the
Brown, muddy pond water
I watch, captive and squinting,
Pondering my own time.

Time's a'Changing

My grandfather's grandfather bound yours by the hand;
And I bound to you by the heart, hand in hand.
Together our colors mix to a beautiful shade of gray.

Interpretation of Wang Wei

One cannot see the space between mountains

But nevertheless His words hum through the valley

With it, the deep forest is made bright again,

For green moss is shined upon from above.

Boy in the Brush

Boy, there in the weeds:
Why do you squat??
I am knotted here,
Fears from thorns engulf me.
Come now boy,
For they are not seen,
Fear can gnarl,
No power is of a thorn!
I have not belief,
They could be here,
For the brush is thick,
So, I cower.
Then, I have little
To offer you,
Not solace, nor relief,
However my hand.

Alvis' Warning

My love for Him will be my demise;
To love as Alvis, is to die as stone.
Cold and brittle, tricked alone,
He knew not love in his heart.
He knew not: to be broken is to be wise.

A journey to wed Him and take
From Him all but his love,
Is my pending fate, born above.
My soul, my life will part;
Then forever on, I shall not wake.

The words spat from his Brother’s tongue
In inquiry, in test to my quality
Rapt me up in a seeming eternity.
I took to these powers, as a baby to cart,
And they, to me and squeezed my lungs.

The story once warned providence.
Alas, I boldy threw my life,
Rackishly to my foe’s knife
Taken not, my body was; behold, the rampart
Shielded me, until Dawn’s vengeance.

To Him, in want, I yielded all
But, for Him, surrendered to destiny,
Cast in stone, I shall stay eternally.
Haunted, unbroken, I, as granite,
Once did, and still stand in that dusty hall.

Rose in That Garden

I, fertile and rich,
Have all but a rose.
My fruits are plenty, and yet
I crave, still, your bloom,
Dark and beautiful,
Your stems are thick;
Roots, deep from another garden
Taunt me into a despoiled desert.
A sweet smell of pungent
Nectar wafts through my memory
On an unsettled and capricious wind;
I dream of a petal, even one dried,
Discarded in airs,
To fall onto my dirt.
My waking hours are imposed;
My fruits, abandoned.
I do not call to you, Rose,
For I, sensitive to your thorns,
Know that you are rooted.
And I unbearably graze your leaf.

Untitled [She Haunts Me]

She haunts me.
I summon her in fear,
Though she is with me,
Inside me.
She creeps up behind my eyes
When I hide from her, my sight.
She pierces my groin
And I shudder in her touch.
The feeling of my tightening briefs
The fear of being swallowed whole,
Consumed completely in surrender
To her, makes my head spin.
In my disorientation,
I tunnel my strength
In frail attempt to rise
In Revolution against her.
I cringe and push and grab
And groan and pull and caress,
And explode. White flag, tranquil.
Only in my complete surrender
Am I liberated.
She will wait
Seducing my memories,
Calling upon her allies
And forge a strike upon me.
I crave her offense.
I need her war.
In my desire she is waking…

Untitled [In Her Aspersion]

In her aspersion,
I knew not my enemy;
However, found truth.

The mathematician, the poet, and the girl

We three sat in the booth, dark, and with character,
The bar boomed and gloomed around us.
The words spewed from the stage and mocked the page
And spattered insults sprayed from his teeth.

Bottoms up

I
Want to feel you
Feeling me.
Touches
Of your tongue send
Tiny shivers up my back
As you flick your lick
Around and around,
Up, Oh, down
Through me,
Inside me.

I
Want to touch you
Touching me
Fingers
Move over my loneliness
Making us squirm
In the desire
Around and around
Up, Oh, down
Through me, inside me.

I
Want to love you
Making love to me
Pulsing
Your largeness though
My area of sensual
Embracing, embracing
Around and around
Up, Oh, down
Through me, inside me

I

I, I want

You
Through me, inside me.