Hungry I crave your mouth arch of your feet I crave your richness length of your fingers I crave the open hands with which you scattered your magic. I am the Darvish, Whirling in the curl of your hair, I am hungry for a bowl of your love I am hungry for a bowl of … Continue reading Hungry
Fast.
Fast. I speak fast, And sometimes fall in love fast. Is fast good or bad? I don't know. Cum? Not fast. Die? It depends You win some You lose some. 10.1.16 Peyman Washington D.C.
Noisy
Noisy Noisy- Are the cicadas. Noisy- Are the constructions. Noisy- Are the bombs, Jets, Wars. Noisy- Are the heads. Noisy- Are the broken hearts. Silent Is the tear, Death, It's War. 10.2.16 Peyman Washington D.C.
Collect
Collect "You are going to leave your shit behind" She said, And I assured her I won't as I collected pieces of my life from the floor. Life is strange You scatter your love with one hand And collect it back with an other. 10.3.16 Peyman Washington D.C.
Death Of The Love Birds
In the morning a lovebird died in his cage watching me walk down the street. Have you become darkness? She Asked I cannot see myself in the mirror anymore. I said We sat quietly, A cloud exploded in the sky and dropped dead. We knew. We knew. The earth will keep on moving. The sky … Continue reading Death Of The Love Birds
Happy Birthday One Poem At A Time! (Year one) – Thank you!
Dear La Familia, I Managed to work on an "art" project for a year! One Poem At A Time is one year old. And I made sure to celebrate this accomplishment. I rode on my bike for hours listening to Pink Floyd and Jazz by Coleman Hawkins, spend time in a wonderful used book store, touched and … Continue reading Happy Birthday One Poem At A Time! (Year one) – Thank you!
Bukowski – a song with no end
Hundred And Seventy Two 9.30.16 1) Friday sweet love! Welcome home to my arms.. let us "sing the body electric".. oh for "I like my body when it's with yours"! 2) The Poem: Bukowski a song with no end when Whitman wrote, “I sing the body electric” I know what he meant I know what … Continue reading Bukowski – a song with no end
You know how it goes.
For Louis Craig Dalrymple on his birthday. You know how it goes. You want a better job, a nicer bed, more vacation time, more sun, less heat, less work, more money, less money, Health, You want a lover, You want to be single, You want to gain weight, lose weight, sleep more, party more, You … Continue reading You know how it goes.
Frank O’Hara – Steps
Hundred and Seventy One 9.29.16 1) Happy Birthday Lou! Remember when we met at Dolores park and had our first friend date at Zeitgeist later. Time is weird and beautiful, so are you! 2) I would recommend listening to this track while reading this nonsense, and try not to add any sense to it, I like it this … Continue reading Frank O’Hara – Steps
Pablo Neruda – Autumn Testament
Hundred and Seventy 9.27.16 Let's forget our names, lose all we have, and when we have nothing else to give we can sing, because when you have nothing else left all you can do is sing -- (much easier said than done, shit!) --. Ok, maybe don't do that if that's not your jam or … Continue reading Pablo Neruda – Autumn Testament
One Poem At A Time 