Her Walk Has No Memory

jet moves with a violent arrow

drill catches a groove and screams louder

his language followed a pathway

all the way to the other side of the wall

where fawn's and a crane were resting

in the color of violet

arms float with smiles easily held

by the light of moon and sun

her pathway continues

untamed

until

he builds another wall

MINUTE

it's gone

that look from across the street

her husband's first name and the

man who is high maintenance

taking care

each meeting goes forward

it's gone

GIVING

everyone sharing
what you need what you like what
you are thinking about
how you know
how you can share
love you
the way you dance
and the way you know
the way you smile
and the way you give.

COMMITED

if you find yourself saying yes

all feelings, points, lines lead you there

once there

are you still saying yes

yes m

yes 30 Dudley

yes to a small space

yes to grace

with her long hair sharp eyes and

soft spoken voice

i wander what motivates her to be so nice and thoughtful

yes to Enrique

yes to the money

Nice To Be There

hands where fingers dance

legs where stomach is carried

and eyes to thank with

for my breath disappears in

your body moving with

an electrical wave

universe performed and returned to

BOND

sweet as a joker
touching the feeling the thrill
in how it is done
007
sand was first
building her waist high
as the sea
ticket time too late
the mess is already made
sticky **1/2

DOCUMENTATION

sting as a bee or fly like a butterfly
almost every voice speaks from a doorway
the corner
on each side is a pathway
leading my ear one way or another
the eye opens
the hallway of the soul
been drawing mine
for everyone to 'see'
josh does something with sound vibration
i'll look out the window and watch
for the bird, cat, squirrel.

Wired For It

at that point
the ball lights hanging on her porch
stirred the question in mind
Terah has a smile
hers is one of mine
she can't help follow the laughter
even when it takes her sideways
she and i are wired for it

Fate

the last time was

2

this time i am hoping for 3

divine complete and in time

before and for future

the number 3

333 Vernon street

take me there

FEELING

traveling across west los angeles

where everyone slides into and out from

one spot to another

liquid people moving to find

some sense

reaching from the brain

nerves lean towards the one

who makes the right feeling go

in the right place

or wrong one finds the right place

between the shoulders i heard

their cry

CAMERA

i should

could what

next to you

and the camera?

The Flag

i can be the most simple here

drape an American flag over this

paint with red blue and white

sing a favorite tune and look out at

all the people

creating an extension of life

with things that are available

then with things they put together

and how i see it mix it and enjoy

following who and what comes to me

and where and how i go

Loving Is Right

i need you beside me

hold me and scold me when my dance

is out of step

come through the door open the window

sit on the floor down

friends when loving is right

i feel no end to serving you tea

dressing my hair with flavor

calling you again across skin

of hair behind my hand

and your hand under the faucet

PUBLIC VOTE

representative of new wheels and a banana seat

across white lines

the color of yellow appears golden and white is

now the new back of our bone

supports coverage of a new tone

root down the future

wind the sail

sweat of labor will soon feed a table

of those cooking dinner

casting with show

desire to improve

this day waits

for the night

Toilet Paper

can't find the toilet paper

after sending things, going away from home

breaking my heart and shaking my pocket

down on my knee's, looking at the moon

some faint promise whispers out loud and only two steps behind

the silence,

turning into thought again and again

asking silly human mind, where is the toilet paper?