CHICKEN WINGS

Chicken wings,
Swing like songs that sling,
Lips quiver,
Dipped in dreams wet,
That last soul shall sing.

Chicken wings,
You call i weak,
You say i pants talk,
I color i ego with ashes,
I dash to the place that makes i meek,
Only to be called mind sick.

Chicken wings,
Call i a man,
I think not with i mansense,
Call i a dog,
I sniff not the sentiment you give off,
I am merely that loin that will birth the next generation.

Chicken wings,
I flap i wings,
You judge i for i wrongs,
I speak of the saint,
Caste the first stone,
For you are made of clay,
And i am the chicken wing,
That tomorrow will give you a ring.

CHASING WIND

Chasing,
Chasing you is like chasing wind,
Catching up with you sets i restless,
I pace but fast yet you see not my quick footsteps,
Perhaps this race has no grace for i,
I feel the needles of your breath everywhere,
Funny all awhile i have been chasing,
Chasing wind,
You do no exist,
Just the bad dream i had last night.

SUSPENDED IMPULSE

Unquestion my thoughts,

For i speak of mysteries

Known to souls whose

Breath warms rain.



Thoughts walking miles,

Like nights whose moons

Dance away in the blink of dawn



In times pale

My skin aches for your skin



Dreams kissing the tongue of I heart

Your bosom forever I hold

SHY MOONS

I flawlessly,

Rubbed minds with you

I claim not to be the spotless priest

In your shoes i tried but to fit

Just yesterday was exclamation

The scent who poked Jupiter to rains,

Today ashes of beauty linger

Look i at the dryer, there is but none

Table smiling next to i bed

I see a black jet stream pen

That for a memory is all i have

I laugh a thousand times

Yet in the inside a cascade of dust forms

I dream the moons away

For you took all that was life to me.