Frosted Carnival 

Frosted Carnival

I awoke this morning
to a comforter of snow
skittering
across the frozen terra.

Gray skies pregnant
with frozen drips of confused water.

Wind whipping
through a frosted carnival.

Snow flakes playing bumper cars
outside my window.

Far off mirthful screams
wind beating at the glass.
Spring thaw forgotten again!

dlt © Feb. 21 2005

Beggar's Brattle

Clanging and banging such noise in my head,
Ballroom filled with sweating bodies dancing on water.

Deadwood dunes of destructive living,
Horny cat raises her tail, screaming to be screwed,
What the fuck, just another bitch in heat.

Hank Williams’ daughter sings the blues,
New life strumming on the bent wood guitar. . .

Lessons learned from a dead relative.

Wandering spirits of musician passions,
Generations swing full circle.

Bodies move faster,
sweating blood of their past,
taking care of business.

Futon auras, musty smells of lust.
Always here, even when your not.

Legs spread, as the Bluesman dives deep
Will I ever say no? Hope not!

Sitting over a hole drilled in ice,
Pole, line, water, no fish
Heated heart, isolated
Singing the beggars brattle.

dlt © Feb. 20 2005

Wheatfield with Crows Van Gogh 

Crows

White river dreams
Youths lost dilemmas.

Dropped off glacial cliffs
melted ancient water
streaming minds.

Crows sitting, waiting for the warming
Black dots thrust against a fading indigo sky.

Evergreens scream in their green,
forever young,
barren branches whip in jealousy.

Whispered secrets of the Creator.

Swirling paisley dreams,
laced with muted colors of our existence.

Fractals of frozen tears,
pooling on tar covered terra.

Grieving mother,
separated from her young.

Ignorant humans.
Lost in the paisley of crow fed desires.

dlt © Feb. 19 2005

Room 215

Devouring muted hues of chocolate flesh,
Milky browns stretched over hardened bone.

Eyes close,
fading away
the breathing vessel of scorn
lies beneath your heaving body.

One is never enough.
A shade darker, evolving women
Used, abused, gnawed and digested
Crumbled and discarded in your gutter of life.

Seeking home,
Deep in the bliss of a toasted bitch’s ass
Stroking your hate with each thrust of your cock.

Spreading white seed planted
deep in her muddy bottom, breeding no life.

Shattered trust, oozing from a rosebud
that slowly dies….

Brittle petals soaked in rat piss,
Erases the long forgotten sweet fragrance
urine soused youthful dreams.

Bister soul, leaking revenge
Raped dreams, hearts, minds and wallets.

Another candy wrapper woman
left shredded and faded
tossed in your gutter of life.

dlt © Feb. 19 2005

 

Orange Crush Dreams

Crow feet kissed eyes that sparkle with a sip,
Retreat the gray hair and plump hips,
Restored legs strong and agile,
Breasts perky and firm,
We sip again, retiring in that virginal time.

An age of innocence,
Ere our journey on adulthood’s path,
Burrowed into chaotic purgatory.
Dusted with battered souls and broken hearts,
Material needs, money, power and pain.

An age of wisdom.
Love the elixir to the mire of living,
Safe in a hug, wonder in an anthill, joy a first kiss.
We sip slowly, thawed by loves youth.
Enigma of living, frothy Orange Crush dreams.

dlt © Feb. 10 2005

Quetazalcoatl 

Quetzalcoatl Sings

The rhythm was natural between the two,
Souls broken, faltering on hopes’ horizon,
Outsiders existing on the meat of dead souls,
Lost but found in the beat of the heart.

Fucking me
the marrow of my bones melt
I bleed ..
blood
marrow
sacred cream

You drink from my chalice
a womb so empty crying to be whole
Votans beat burns from deep within
métier breeds for an ancient life
drowning lake of vague visions
vociferous soul tracking you
dive into my depths.

Holistic answers of primal screams
womb clamping down
suckling your root of life
deeply planting the seed of hope
Ixchel reigns.

Our life new
Satiated
Plenary
Ben-Elaba
Belachina
Transformed
Ripped asunder, thousands of years anon
riding the gales of Chac-Xib-Chac
moving through a volcanic explosion
Huracan eats denial.

Animal calls,
Jaguar
Wolf
Solitary animals
Mating, knotted within each other
No release until each is spent
My screams dance in the Northern lights
Settling on your desert plains
Trinity of living through a sudden death
Wills lost
Destiny complete
Quetzalcoatl sings.

dlt © Feb. 1 2005