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Category Archives: Dreams
Starlight of Flesh
Resurrect some head and give some breath. Outside with variation. Slap the flash of sun shadows. Fiction. Read the story girls. Whisper stories, celebrate the taste; a guide for ghosts. Uncomfortable bend on stone. Starlight of flesh. Softly Softly Softly
Posted in alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, beat poetry, Dreams, grief, Hope, Paris
Tagged poetry
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Shadows Paint the Walls
My home is warm where skin blisters a fragrant smell. But my home is warm and I survive. Someone is always telling me to leave, but home is where I find my blanket. It is me. Call it sane mayhem, or … Continue reading
Posted in America, beat poetry, bible, Dreams, God, Hope, Love, Paris, Poetry, Sex, Spirituality, the beats
Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, dante, death, devil, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, Newtown School Shooting, religion, Serge Gainsbourg, William S. Burroughs
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Tame My Monkey for Smokes of Hot and Fetching Breath
Dizzy rates high and lists of bars lowered. Tame my monkey for smokes of hot and fetching breath. Soon darling soon. Polish to gleam and inspect your hole. Your encase and clinks to ground excite my ears. … Continue reading
Once More for Making Sure
Release the heat and lick my soul with cleansing flames. Once consumed, I will be free of earth and space. Onward sentimentalities; give our embrace tonight – is certain. Turn the dial and etch the settings. Once more for making … Continue reading
Posted in Albert Camus, alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, beat poetry, Boulevard Saint-Germain, Dreams, environment, expatriates, French Poetry, God, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, Lost Generation, Lucifer, ocean, Paris, Sex, Song, Spirituality, Surrealism, tom waits, Women
Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, dreams, faith, Génération au Feu, God, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, love, martin luther king, Neal Cassady, Surrealism, the beats, tom waits, When this American Woman “Let Us Compare Mythologies” published 1956
Blushed Romance and Foreign Lip-Lock
We sail smooth runners iced and swelled, in teas of black with Chinese talk-talk. Lay your hands on me, such smoothness tickles; my fuzz and temptations – you feel. It’s our room on Boulevard Saint-Germain where hush-hush is our … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, beat poetry, Boulevard Saint-Germain, Dreams, expatriates, God, grief, Hope, Lost Generation, Love, Lucifer, Paris, prayer, Sex, Song, Spirituality
Tagged absinthe, Albert Camus, alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, death, devil, Génération au Feu, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, Kathleen Brennan, leonard cohen, love, neil young, poetry, prayer, Serge Gainsbourg, Surrealism, the beats, tom waits, When this American Woman “Let Us Compare Mythologies” published 1956
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Twinkles of Stars
We turn around and find pinholes, water streams of light, from stars who swallowed and took our lives. With sounds of snorts and whiskered, bully throats. Whose heart am I searching, in this season of hello goodbyes? We look upon … Continue reading
Posted in America, beat poetry, Dreams, God, grief, Hope, Lucifer, Poetry, prayer, Song, Spirituality, Surrealism
Tagged Albert Camus, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, death, devil, jack kerouac, leonard cohen, love, nature, poetry, prayer, religion, Surrealism, the beats, tom waits