The unoccupied heart

 Never understood why

This pain found a home in my heart

I followed it, it followed me

Along the pavement in the light of day

Up the sidewalk where magic moved
through limbs and grace

I followed it, then it stopped following me

I never understood how this pain
made a home in my heart

Making me believe, definitively,
that everything I lusted after
was something I never deserved

No matter how much desire
overruled my existence
I couldn't claim that one thing

And I followed it and it followed me

The pain that made a home inside me
kicking up trouble in my impulses
driving me to perform beyond my capacity
to show off like some insecure kid

I never understood why it had such a pull

Those lips, those eyes,
the pretty way the hips bounce down the street

After a few months
the pain was evicted

But the void remains
sitting there, ready
for the next fantasy

Encountering the truth

 He came down to tell me the truth
Slim and pale and uglier than ocean floor parasite

He looked into my eyes and told me the truth 
The way I lived was ridiculous

He looked at me and burst out laughing atleast that is what he stated he was doing
he said my beliefs were completely blind and insane

That I was infact the hideous creature
Who loved the fantasy of things that never were and will never be

I hugged the Alien for being the first to tell me the truth
The thing recoiled in disgust

He floated above me and sung about the times I had become gullible
Given myself to rumour and paranoia

He whistled a chilling shrill to every unkindness I had committed through my lies
And I understood what a mess I was

The alien took off back to his camp in the clouds
As I unsuccessfully regained my sense of self

Disembark pre-storm

 The rock of the boats
queasy has a stomach for comedy 
The banks reinforced against the sea
No knowledge of the storm coming in

The disappearance of the waves underneath
The soup apple tide moves moored boats to ramming
Brackish bliss meets the incoming
The tide a tiger of violence and famine

Apple of my eye arrived no shark to snatch it
Full of panicking tourists being welcomed
Getting eaten alive by hungry mosquitos
Each one the size of your thumb

Then finally destiny arrived a tiny canal ship
Anticipating faces hovered over the front of the boat
Almost sea sick from the boats constant rock and tip
The aggressive budge and jump at the entrance of the river

Eternal love and mary flower held their place
Soon the storm would test their mooring
churning turbulant sky and sea so horny

The zombie dimwits of the left and right

 These come along no brain involved

These just vomit the last earfuck they had

You have your group and of course you all agree

We drive long pasty dough in the oven

That was paid for with our ignorance

We eat and go soft in the head

Just accepting the bent facts 

The selective information, its bias and exaggerations

These tell the story like they know the truth inside and out

Not just little speakers of popular sentiment

blasting their speakers with predictable slogans

They are just the victims of their own intellectual suicide coming back to life

Dimwitted and stubborn

spelling out their letters to their brand

wearing their colors wearing out their sanity

Zombie retards to decorate the street with their schmaltzy retarded histrionics

The mind flight station

 Inside the aeroplane of my life
Formality of airports
My own level of discipline
I always say no

I deny the outside power
These turbines have become robust
Sending me far above the skies
Why am I always flying

I cling to the wall inside the plane
The plane shakes
panels start to loosen
Twelve thousand feet above

Inside my mind 
it is an airport
Busy confused and chaotic
Every thought lining up at each gate

There is nowhere to sit
There is only a sense of forward
I deny the clouds outside
At this altitude I get nauseas

Repouso and purgatory

 His wife skipped ahead across thos rocks that layered the lane
Driven by a fiercesome urge to move ahead as if movement itself would save her

The husband dawdles though and checks through each shop window
They've finally met at the end of the lane and one thing has become absolutely obvious
They've walked down the wrong and can be seen asking for directions from a young woman

The woman tries to explain to them at which point in the village they actually are
Her gestures seem to make the old couple even more shocked
Yes a kind of confusion kicks in but it was not the normal kind, not what is expected
Their faces expressed a guild mixed with bewilderment

As if they were tresspassing in heaven

Eyes from above

 The man is in the window 
his eyes lazerlike down from a the balcony window
The eyes aware survey below including me

over the tree stumps that have become holders for bromeliads
Centennial trees barely dressed in leaves
He stares down from the darkness of the second story

Observing from there
healthy face and curiosity
Jutting out to capture the movement below