Deep ocean of sleep

 We stayed in an old motel with high roof
still too sunny for sleep we tested the bed|
No underlying mattress just layers of blankets
eventually we would sleep

Sleep and forget our surroundings
creak expand and contract with the roof in afternoon heat
Further into willful intoxicating trance
giving ourselves to ultimate stupor

sinking further into warmth
our bodies disconnecting from us
Leaving the slober and trembling behind
transcending each threshold

Like a dinghy through waves of the shallows
The deep anticipating our arrival
Separating currents curving them
 to pull us in an under

Losing our earthbound selves
slowly reduced to simple fish
Lost in the vast recesses 
Inhabited by gargantuan prowling hunters

Frowns grins and dinkiness

 The car broke down just as we entered town
Roads there were narrow and cluttered with old wrecks
How we got this far was some kind of miraccle
was it anger or madness that drove us forward

The welcoming gates of the mountain side village
clunky and rusted signs frumpy frumpy people
A man mixed from jack nicholson and robin williams emerged
He would be the local mechanic looking to take advantage

Smile and eyebrows raised making his intentions clear
Our car couldn't be fixed and would be simply torn apart 
So what we he give us for our scrap metal a smile or a joke
That won't sustain us for long

Long seedy weeds leaned in until we recognized them 
as those frumpy villagers
involving themselves in our private quandry
Jack williams frowned with his noose clutched

Then he flipped his face around becoming...
Robin Nicholson
tension breaking joke
Showing us the error and over seriousness

We kept on laughing 
Until the weeds became ashamed and walked away
The comedy has us roaring straight into the engine
Until it fired up completely

We would get out of here after all as it idled sarcastically.
My disciples hooked Jack williams up to the thick i.v flow
We leached him dry until pale nothings, getting every drop into the tank
Then we blasted up the old wreck again with cloddish guffaws

Comfort, claws, food and wombs

 The overweight woman and the predatory cats
She was joined and cajoled by the panthers
wheedled into menage a trois
The furr silk like in daylight

At first they schemed to devour the woman whole
The woman didn't offer any resistance
Heed cats are competitve animals
killer insincts the short grass of the field ahead nods

The obese woman stroked them first
Then the two panthers started competing
Chasing one another ruthlessly
Then clawing and biting savagely

One killed the other opening him up over the short grass
entrails and blood pouring out with the last dying scowl
The woman clutched her heart as if an audience was watching
A dramatic cry from soprano throat, grief was conceded

The funeral was just a few vultures
modest and cautious encroaching gracefully
The winning panther entered the folds of the woman
Warmed itself and simulated that forgotten womb

The short grass was stained and screamed "Arousal"
Impassioned woman and Predatory cat no feasible way to make love
Knowing how the vultures would scoff
share the news with the rest of the buzzards

So they blended into the trees
and enveloped each other
The obese woman coughing up a furrball

Landed and was immediately consumed by ants

Baki the word

Baki came wrote the world of war
His rhymes and claims
Reflecting the slaughters
The new reign forming

Baki wrote in red ink
The oil of the dead and dying
Truths that pull ropes of war
Chariots and caravans to conquest

To Suleiman's ear
To echo the expansion
War, music, elegance
Words to move death

I came to tell you to relax

 I'm there with you son
next to you
As you live and learn
Speak sometimes I hear
disappointment in your voice

I came down just to join you for a day
I shared those feelings of not being good enough
Those feelings of not matching up
Not being chosen

Noone's prize
A man is supposed to be brave and uncaring
Accepting that he won't be the focus
That he isn't a present but an intruder

Who is tolerated because he can keep it safe
Son you are now that intruder
The world will be suspicious
life and people just exist to test your days

Maybe the times when life was unbearable
enemies and more painfully friends plotted
Noone gave you a chance and many just belittled you
So you could know the pole of negativity the lowest rock bottoms

That you might rise up and claim the most empowering glories now
Through their meaness and wrath they did you a favor
For now you can really feel the total opposite
So you might just rejoice and shine your light

recover and suddenly flourish through these years now
get on top of life, get on the world unstoppable
You heard me say son Life's tough at the top
Life is so good complaining seems misplaced

No amount of debt or bad luck will ruin your life son
Life just keeps on going only the details change
The illusion is that you can lose but there is no losing
Becoming a loser is still a goal for some, but son not you

You win and keep winning, you don't always see the evidence
All the force inside and out joins to make it all happen
Even randomness pitches in now and again
Life is still a blessing all flowers bursting with nectar

cool the heart heat the mind and keep it all smooth as smooth can be
Blue sky kick off in the morning rock the world with optimism
Keeping up that movement with all those good things you got on
Enjoy the everyday rushand calm and predictable rotation

part of the breeze life nad vigor intact
secret reason unexposed unknown
you don't need to know life's mystery
some you'll find out, they will explode

Some will never come to light and that's sweet sweet cup too
One you should drink from acceptingly
Birds on the powerline chirping is their priority
Happy go lucky in the meaningless noise of it all 

Give me that coolness

 Comfort is distant
I ponder reprieve
The day cold but life's hot drama
So lend me your winds

You sky don't owe me anything
But give me that coolness
Let me manifest it as if it were inside my chest
Trick me quick happinesses flat joys

Cheerful bird's call
Give me a little piece of that
So much of this early summer
So much

You give me so much
Almost everything I ask for
I feel blessed
I am grateful

Silhouette of sweat

Sun flirts with slumber.
Sand, fire of anticipation.
she is surrender.
Bare and sprawled,
across the verander

Tide reverses to go after.
Approaching for a better look.
Observing world flatters
But she is recharging,
external no longer matters

A blinding seam where sun and sky met
The salt spray makes stomach growl
Heat confronts sweat
Which wood absorbs through towel
Thirst is urgent debt

Pale skin tans and blends
wave lips advance to kiss
Lifts herself leaving damp so pleasant
The sea cursed the sun with a hiss
Sun bore down, dried up her essence