fractions

find rhythm point, random meanings can be found,
follow foot take two lines
rat-tat-tat, doo bow painted with a hue of dusk
stick floor right spot – and guised glorious to be;
foot follow hand, foot; convoluted wordings
swallow, breath swell and patterns falsify intensity
drum in hand as true understanding.
pattern in life make other language spoken
el momento perfecto. in perfect time
momentum beauty, is same translation
legs grace in air and angel glide
smooth. extend forth and faultless
head righteous where imperfection exists

in the middle
past confused meaning,
two monks meet in a garden.
one makes smooth gestures
of water upon various plant,
the other sings nothing
to a slow present breeze.
they meditate
they live,
in calm there is a rhythm –
steady and forming
peace exists.

Bedside midnight hair rising,
worse than a fucked up
zodiac reading
left from the strippers pole:
draining the bottle
for something that
was never meant.