jai carole

March 17, 2012

dirtless’ dogma

Magnificent, Mystical ME!

the only way you’ll have it
          …. apparently

The Magical Me

and that’s the
One I’ll be
     Thank You
          Prohibition on
          true
          intimacy

so what’s the key to
my je ne sais quois
     quality?
                    the dirt that Formed me

hardly!
ranked hands don’t
     do
     messy

          AVOID that
                     ………. Eternally

and the dirt that formed you?
you came; you
conquered
true?

so what’s all this to do: of No
          threshing
          through

the Hurt
Is
the dirt;
What made
you …
You

RETRACT
All That**
     look
          !
               I’m perfect too

and that’s how we
     do
The You
     Love
          me; and
i love you

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March 16, 2012

quiet love

quiet love
engorging
ventless channels
breathes desperately
the air of salvation

in time, the ache
abates
once
numbing affection dissipates

quiet love
is
Translucent
she can’t
be
truly seen;
only felt
when touched
under the Bluest moon

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March 15, 2012

currently

validation not required
amazing i
     Am
     to Him; equally
are you
my Marvel in
measure, in
mind
,
     my dazzler

your approval
     pointless
your approach
          Resplendent; His artistry primed
               my heart to
divine your
distinction;
your inclinations

your fascinations
move me like soft Currents
strong currents
               …. moving
                              shaping

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March 12, 2012

piece Keeping

the world is full of pieces
His Pieces;     which we…
     stratify
when He does not
          attempting to be Him
          we miss Him
     Completely

I am aware of your
compartment
for me
     your simple organizing big talk
     your clunky caste oblivion

while Categorical Granularity grapples
…with;     who
        are you again
.
re-null your Hyposition;
     notebook number six meet notebook infinite
AND observe
closely >>   brilliant
uncredentiality;
wonder
copiously;
:
Love
:
love ……..
                    Love …….. ;      me*
:
:
construe
crudely…
          compartments are beyond you

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March 11, 2012

Beauty

There is a beauty
that remains
     in pain

a knowing
          a great knowledge

to this
The others
have
no
access

remains:
     splintered prisms
     reflecting newly
          in shattered rearranges

patterns previously proscribed
compel implication innovation; and
frame unashamed…
pain;
Beauty
in striking secrets
     to which The others have no access.

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March 8, 2012

Pas de Deux

Tenuous arabesque; a lift contingent
disconnects
Prolonging promenades
     frame
     a
     pirouette
I soar atop your pillar your
stance a dance of strength
I float I bend I falter; misread, Reference
.
Spectacular! A Catch
from
       lofty heights
               your thrust I’ll trust your touch in lines of time; internalize
Pas de Deux
pourquoi deux
a feat of two
surmounting

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February 29, 2012

Do Say

do say unlover
pict at the peak of perfection
ooooooooh
’tain’t the taste I missed but the trip I wished
son-kist by loquacious lisps

carry on
unlover to pressurize
first press your eyes
and now see why
’tain’t the taste I need
but the tree you bleed
NO SEED
your deed; a…miss
your flesh
my hypothesis: DELISH

truth is
unlover biz –
Tarnished

what of the peak
that set
     me on a spell
     do tell >>
no harnessed bliss
just pain/remiss; reminisce
                           at your own risk
     i got this

unlover do say

Sweetness,
just not today

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February 25, 2012

capacity

t’was me who posed
the question
with no capacity
for
the answer

that came on unshod feet

miracle unaquired; the gates
were sturdy
t’was my idea

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February 25, 2012

Held

the hand of power
crushed not this trembling
frailty
known intimately from the
position of low

HELD
not crushed
covered
not choking
on reckless words of refusal
to bow

not to bow from
low

Dignity’s
indignity
confused
Major
Minor
the not to bow from low canon
implodes
Hand-harbored

Touch; the
Crush
on
clemency
Power
in vulnerability casts
suspicion whereby
defective impressions
progress:::pretention propagates low
persistently
HELD

held off held on held out in
hope of love logic
illogical; maneuver
on ever nerve-centered
tender drenched potence
sense

infinite requirements:
this know
foreclose

the
touch, the
bow; the
clasp; the
hand of power
finally
grasped

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November 25, 2011

fountainheaded

the construction
of you
continues
unabated

material deferrals
notwithstanding

wood for brick
thatch, a clever wood

amendment: NO glass

stay true
to the draft
the
new
draft
.

the construction of you
continues
unabated
AND
shall rise
shall dazzle; and Ultimately

SHALL ESTABLISH

the vision
of the
architect’s
delusion

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July 25, 2009

Primary Color

Brown, brown, brown, brown – all the colors of the universe engendered at the dare of dawn. In hand, a spectral palette on which the love of many shall wax cold oblivious to green futility. Seizer of green – no sense of synch, a wonderment cresting flat. Synchronize and see it is of no small task to stay in rhythm …cresting flat? The ordinary has a wonder. Master that green ought come soft and easy. The synch is out of order. A muddled meter reigns informing musing mayhem that enchants.
I’ll dance.
For a spell. Always for a spell.

The ordinary has a wonder. I am god presumably unacquainted with the insignificant. Only me.
Omniscient me, ruling out of rhythm.

Bloated brilliance devoid of luster hypes a minus-book pinched from the annals of essence.
Author not known
fully.

Monochromatic proficiency feigned, I prance to brown and die.
Author not know
fully.

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July 10, 2009

defiance of a tendril

a tendril unconforming
springing forth
in independent         verve
a fragile dance of defiance

rude?
  jarring?
    hideous?
how does that tendril jig?

make way, make way,
the uncoronation
make way for
bravest brown to
deputize a tendril
to defy
and dance

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