http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/Poems, Descants, and Other Beliefshourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/636121IF I COULD HAVE SEX ALL DAY I’D PROBABLY GET VERY CONFUSED ALL THE ZINK WOULD BE DRAINED FROM MY BODY AND I’D SEE THE SUN AS THE MOON THEN I’D BE THE LAST MINER IN CAMP TO WATCH MY BONES FALL APART MY TONGUE WOULD FALL INTO MY SKULL AND THAT’S WHEN MY EYES WOULD POP OUT NO, PERPETUAL SEX IS NOT...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/635503(re-write with ending I didn't have the words for then) WHEN THE WORLD WORE A DRESS It worked, once, when the World wore a dress carrying her secrets in her bosom And Time had a face, completely familiar, because it never changed They say the sky was closer, then when the mountains were woven to...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/635055I feel like writing, again call it a mood, a desire maybe an arbitrary necessity to aim my bow aimlessly into this non-thought of what I am I love these big targets because they're very hard to misshttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/634689I read a poem today That carried me to the bluntness Of my truths Some unexamined And others that got away I am lackluster in my turpentine I sing songs in my veil Waiting to be touched By an unknown saint Who knows no other songhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/634565It’s not exactly that I’m feeling dingy But the days just got shorter so if I was saving daylight where did it go? I like big changes because there’s something to do I just didn’t realize I’d be cleaning the inside of my windshield so soonhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/631919In Blue October My shutters squeak aching to be reborn In this twilight between here and now Must I eat of my ancestors’ womb Just to be part of it? I huddle over myself in this cave standing before The fires of my origins Flames leap out speaking in unknown tongues Only to flicker and disappear...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/631483Here I am again in my biblical proportions Descending with my sap into my roots And a bit of colorful fanfare Oh! Is this a finale to a splendid season? What would I know? I thought this was yesterday But something had to activate me To spin my cocoon And once again I wonder Where Time and my...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jfm32/629412Oh me, oh my When is the world going to end Or should I close my eyes?