2020-09-30 – Island On Its Side

i flip islands
on their
sides,

yeah..

the eye’s that
strong,

no?

prove me
wrong,

you won’t be the
first nor
last..

but then i tilt my head
to return plot of land
to where i’m told
it belongs,

..could you not
have asked?

++++

how dare i toy with
staid tradition!

my nerve,

to think, to change
head’s positons!

Inverted Brainman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/gèèrumpygorman/?hl=

..don’t need a reason.

2020-09-27 – Heart of Gold

i rose blank face, to
stalk another
daybreak,

then just leered
about listless,

severed from
all context,

then sir sunshine soared
to peak of all
life’s..

magnificance,

a torch lit like the
world’s never
seen it,

then wondered if my
having named
it sun,

on every other
sober morn,

set the limits in my mind
that diminished
splendors of
each bleed,

soaked by skin
as fuel for
action,

++++

a brightness cast
warmest by
you.

oh,
nameless
one.

Anonymous Lensman
igramhttps://www.instagram.com/gèèrumpygorman/?hl=

..in search for heart of gold under black brushed sun.

2020-09-12 – Kiss Stained Sky

am i invisible under
the cover?

did i tug it this tight,
or did its moss
grow over?

is it me?

where’s this forever
and can i buy
it free?

and how much do all
these skull scrapings
and chin strokings
really matter
anyway?

or that thing
over there?

curiosity comes on
just as messy
as strong,

brow lathered
in worries,

hunched on
crippled
crutch,

i should
hang..

my rubber tire from
any oak tree in
girl’s yard

++++

and swing so high
our lips brush.

Starry Swingman
igram: 
https://www.instagram.com/grumpygorman/?hl=

..me, dissolved by their mere touch.