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Happy birthday to me,
I just turned twenty-three,
Just kid-ding, I’m 32,
Happy birthday to you!
//
[The kind of birthday song you sing yourself in the mirror.
Songs of days birthing selves seeing so much clearer.
The kind of birthday for kindness from here on ever after,
Through the looking glass, place-time in space flipped, parts disassembled-reattached-misremembered.
Who is me, and am I you? Oh, you mean it’s your birthday, too!
What’s ten years, give or take a few?
We’ve both been here before, tell me something new…]
//
Déjà vu.
I knew this place,
Was it, (un?)lucky 13 years ago? I was
Lucky about a decade past,
Blessed to be a mother,
Now I’ve brought my
Children here, but it feels
We’ve crossed some
Invisible barrier
Through which
It feels strange to pass.
Walls, though
Repainted and the
Carpets new-blue,
Ghost-of-memories
Haunt the amenities,
Whispering their melodies, and
Only the ocean remains
Unchanged in hue.
High times, hard times for
Me to lie low while
Tides pull at our moon.
(Time, time moves in mad
Ways as we unravel
Through age and
Unusual truths.)
//
[Revel in the labyrinth,
Traveling mystics,
Here is the dawning
Of the heart-mage.]
//
Om Mani Padme Hum

sandcastles

i was made not lasting.
show no photos,
no proof i was here
but proud work
satisfied with
ephemeral beauty.

a day where all the children
like to play bivouac
on the front lawn, full of
thoughts for guests,
for drinking,
for no one was home.
but they were already opened,
used and refilled many times.
little clusters of quartz crystals…

no, those aren’t my mother’s,
those are my own pictures on the walls
to remind me where i came from.
they tell my story,
the story of my family,
those children are my own children.
show me the rounds.
(how many…?)
it’s hard to remember school-time,
needed some extra help,
we were inhospitable at times.
(or was it?)

“how is your husband?”

oh, he is here.
he is well.
better.
walking.
what am i doing?
i have such a hard time remembering…

the man on the phone,
what was his name!
i called him something else,
i said, “maybe it starts with a g.”
did he say i was right,
or just getting close?
he said, “don’t you remember
you’re married and you have two boys?”
he was calling to tell me,
and i was still distracted, daydreaming.
i was in the city, enjoying the scenery,
i didn’t know where i was.
i didn’t own life.

yes, my job is that i am sensitive
to the energies that fill
the buildings and offices.
i work in what is my answer.
you didn’t say leave the money.
stay home, god.
he doesn’t care what other people think
of me when i am not love and loving.
i am not living.
i dreamed i bloomed.
i am not even planted.

gotten off course, angel.
need realignment.
healing and prayer is the core.
my body? well, the yoga and whole foods
keep coming back every time
i need to get this right.
shape up kind to my skin,
no-fillers-clean.
my house won’t worry
so much about decorating.

fall into place.
(sink back into the sand,
sit at the bottom of the ocean and see.)

focus your energies.

For 24-Hours

One answer>
could you love me for one day>

Your mugshot,
Remember me/

Hey there,
Where have you been?

Thousands are sending me
Mail to be addressed to
You and your family.

Trials of self-confidence.
Maybe your mother, too.
I couldn’t stop.

Finally, the end of hard health,
Changes are coming.
Is this you>

America, America,
From desktop to inbox

IMPORTANT:
Know Your Roots
Take Action
Educate Yourself About Yourself
Pay the Price of Freedom
CRUSH THEM!

(your worth
only enjoys the beauties
of today.)

You have been given a special peek
at my ages throughout time
while you drive,
looking for dirt.

paper talks,
streets safe;
sleep well,
shark tank.

Stars, hearts, two of a trusted tomorrow,
There-there, now.
Sorry.
We made a mistake.
Let me be your One and Only!
Let me consume you authentic-honest,
You, the most incredible, heart pounding
Rivers, rivers, rivers meet/

Let me solve your problems.
Crazycodeantiquatedrunes

want you to see

you’ve already won waiting
& beyond blocks
the Above has unlocked

Do you remember?
Do you remember?
One answer<
could you love me for one day<

Easter Sunday Blessings

My dear friends,
Cathartic extensions,
Locust invasion
Wants to come visit later.
You have recieved the
Rewards, rewards of
Attention to conglomerate crisp $100%
Housing our freedoms;
The Bible’s not breaking news.
I want to, I want to
Help save bourgeoisie too.
New messiahs from
Here to there,
Have you tried to reach me?
Blanca y negra,
Public and private,
You can and you will
Develop your wants gold,
Pentagons inside secret-special lagos
Lift milagros,
Millones de naranjas,
One million and one million more,
Canaanites and Amazonians
Value what’s up there high…
Profile-vouge-share,
Pray with our digitals&prayshareshare
Beers after Stations of the Cross&likeshareshare
I’m the rain bride
For you, love, Princessdivine,
Go now, reach me, reach me,
I want to, I want to
Recieve the Easter sacraments,
Holy water for my lips and eyes,
Cleanse my sight and tongue
Renew my baptismal rites.

“Thought this would help…”

A surprise thank you
can help mend your broken
up-to-no-good
attention.
Learn, burning beauties.
“I want to come over tonight.”
Real auburn hair and emerald eyes
reading your tarot cards,
centered desires,
search harder,
it’s only a courtesy.
French wine massaging your insides,
live free, your body targets,
your name came up
enchanted.
Rosemary tea,
give us your ideas about energy.
The mothering tree,
hands to face in
sincere apology,
urgent expansion,
yes,
we are still
waiting to
hear from you,
dearest one.
Each day passes by, vital.
Am I afraid to die?
Life gives me the choice
of charity.
But to answer?

Do reply…