Just lean back and exhale, now take it all in:

(Your Name) Was Here

You can wear what you want to wear; the colors don’t show your soul
The tighter the clothes the tighter the mold
You can eat what you want to eat; it will all just put your spirit to sleep
What about the way we do our hair and the makeup for streetwalkers
Humans about
Once made, set a will
One OM spoken can set possessions free
Yet we discover arrows
For pleasure to poke
A collection of worn converse is a photo album
Of past days walking, dirt-grass-gravel-the works
I never knew what we leave behind for others to collect
Gum to stick me on the ground for serenity now
Humans in bliss
Forget to kiss their father
Know only their worth via a wallet
Count your shoes to know not enough
Miles to wear them
If indeed you scuff your ego sometimes, this is life
For there is not enough money to pay off regret
I’d rather go the distance and never come back
Than to hear the stories of homecomings that had never left
Humans aloof
Pondering which day they’ll die
Buy ten calendars to think they have time
A stone statue in the park
Keeps but a memory alive

Begotten

Love is liquid warmth, and I shall drink it to my death
With a passion no less than a volcano’s fragrance
And as pressured as a tsunami collapsing the innocence
Our bodies have nothing to do with beauty
The Daughters of Delphi descend from the Pleiades
And yet my closed eyes still feel the bliss
This energy has conquered me