PsyLynx

12-9-04 Home smells percolate in the fresh hot biscuit bliss-drive explode with the world in a mind too full of wonder to be afraid of the screaming outs and ins. ...

2-9-05 SSSSSSSHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUUUT! As the pure yellowy sun strikes low, SSSSSSSHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUUT! Eyeline dribbling to the snow. SSSSSHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUT! Whiny moments crumble away. S! H! O-U-T today! SSSHHHHOUUUUUUT! The heavens, they spin. SHOUT! ...

Love in Pisser-Land America 2-27-05 Swish around the sun with a background of pin-prick stars, like cacti, all keeping their secrets. I don’t think that this place is natural in ...

4-23-05 With stars, low and rolling and night, high and boiling with crashes of silent thunder strumming his electrified mind, ...

5-1-05 I love the silence of an empty stage after the plays are done, while people sleep; I consume the ...

6-10-05 He bent his dance to a happy dream dance with stars o’rhead in a calm, autumn-cool crisp burning woodsmoke noise pollutioned way, with a thousand comrades singing singing singing ...

6-10-05 Flamethrower image, crumbleing norteamericanos pizza-pie connections ddarkness, darkness, dimness The family poem The family song y carol –The Family– Two seasons, in one sitting I’m a s

6-22-05 (First day of summer) The night sank with a fast, speedy train cycle and his mind didn’t know itself anymore, it was good, it was Eden, beneath a moon ...

I honestly don't know which poetry section this should fall into, so if you don't think it fits here, please just go wit it. Depth & Love, Respectively 6-28-05 The ...

I don't know where this should have gone, and Dramatic Poetry felt the best; if you disagree, just go wit it please. Thanks God’s Night-Time Moon Jingle 6-28-05 Falling through ...

6-30-05 And what is a tragic eye, and what is a comic one? Staring from stupendous distances, piercing with a familiar foreignness, throwing around the word fat and a lifetime ...

*I don't need help with typos, because I'm really good at catching them when I reread, which I haven't done yet...but if there are any obvious grammar mistakes that I've ...

7-12-05 Page songs in you, a calculator on steroids, to Pink Floyd music tunes I’m here, listening to it now, a to phones and ringer experiencing the truth of bell ...

Me-You Night angels 7-17-05 Night angels, looming on the edge of their dreamland, stand facing into the crystal full moon, exhale the softly-perfumed dew, pound their feet in nervous anticipation, ...

A Morning Poem of Peace 7-16-05 The dawn reappears the light waves retain their dignity, as they lasertocrystal dance about us, The warmth is felt again, The dew that is ...

7-19-05 I’d like to see you, sprawled out, splayed naked beneath the remorseless summer sun to feel you, breathing with pillows of bitter softness, and long-dried tears... The things that’ve ...

Hullo. The Haiku is entitled "To Be Dead: Haiku." Tell me what ye think... 7-19-05 To be dragonfly; dead. To be gone; to be sky, and spirit, and s*n. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A Buzzing Light 7-26-05 The northern light seizes, shudders, new doorbell tinkling pain, new awfulness, new skies exist... At this stage in life, you can’t care what anyone thinks, yet ...

Hey y'all who may be reading, the grammar isn't necessarily conventional, so don't tell me about mistakes unless you really really really want to, because chances are that the mistakes ...

Ying Yang, Inverted 8-21-05 Heavenscape, inverted crossing cross-section views, the people down Houghton’s streets walking and laughing, singing repressing, grinning... emotional turbulence, hellsca

An Angel Dreamt Her Life 8-22-05 Sexy shadows, blue alien you, (you) are here, at the edge of a lunatic, thrusting into the dark your grandeur bombs. Sexy shadows, red ...

Journal Meditation Poem 7-19-05 Dead dragonfly, looking sad and deformed in front of me, as though it caught a glimpse of hard, harsh, and confusing life, screamed, and fumed into ...

8-28-05 (The Most Poetic Day I Shall Ever Live) If I live to be two thousand long years old, then never shall I forget the rareness, awe, and sure, pure ...

*note! This is a true story* Morning Has Suckéd 9-11-05 Morning has suckéd, like the first morning. Daytime has blown hard, like the first day. Some say it’s apathy, say ...

Inspiration! 9-21-05 Possibilities blossom, curling roots extend lightning zings as my mind sings everywhere and everyone will hear this call. Heaven is this manic excitement, while my future is huggi

DOOM ROOM I am slandered, slayed, sprawled out, I shudder, am splayed, I am crucified under the arrogant weight. Stop, Bob-Fucking-Dylan, cuz I know that amphetamines screamed in the late ...

Samsara Senator Sky, A letter arrives, informing you that there is hurt. Trembling through the mail systems, arrives a tear-stained letterized cry. Dabbed with blood, insurance that it’s real. Petit

FUCK YOU APATHY Fuck you, television watcher Isolation, the-world-doesn't-touch-you-liar. Artificial adult, hugging America, Western Civilization, hell, soon a pension, knowing that danger is going to

I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU READ THIS. The Nun I STRANGLED WITH MY BARE HANDS Her name was Julia, she loved motorcycles, dreamed of making love for the first time, ...

Wise Cotton-Candy Quest My imagination fingers the crevasses of my mind, poring through memories with ice-cold fingers that make me scream in sexual elation. My memory massages; in, out, perfect ...

Schizm I. Plunging through the nebulae, under the veil of a black dust cloud for infinities that wrist-devices measure, stares a lonely asteroid: Me. The Darkest Hour. Has it always ...

12-04-05 Cursed is he who does not believe in calmness, for he shan't learn the error of his ways kindly. Cursed is he who, separated from peace and strength, the ...

Teenager Recollections 12-16-05 SteamPain! FearBlood! Anger-angst, lost-found, groping-shrieking something dark. A tune of incoherency blares trumpet-pound Pond-Pollution, but the shadow is here!-Fear

Sleeping Along the Roadside 12-26-05 Tangle me up and we’ll slide Temple dreams and fragrant blankets echoes of a lost place peaceful reactions, explosions, and weeping from highway to highway ...

Zoning Into The Dharma 11-19-05 I lose myself into a heavy room standing crooked, bent, in a sandy house on a sandy shore, storm surf flailing salty spray, smell, gulls ...

Drivin’ in this Land of Fellatial Screams 1-4-06 Drivin’ the world in cruise control hissing blood out of its speakers a child of my times, needle in the vein kissin’ ...

To One Hand Clapping (This Life is the Art of Listening) 1-12-06 There are only whispers. We are the contemplators in our highest. This life is the art of listening. ...

Journal Entry 1-14-06 I’m so full I want to burst, thank God. I’m saturated, filled to overflow and then some. The feelings that mark a human life and wealth churn ...

1-26-06 i have been to the dockets i have trodden through flame, i have felt the lowest fire just to rise up again. i see through you, mr. mundane i ...

Vast and Lonely Spaces 1-31-06 Now all expectations have bleeded, burnt to the ground, and all is empty sky, lonely space, far-off stars a’twinkle some dancing in binary bliss, and ...

Mellow Tragic 2-5-06 Mellow Tragic Down a deep dog’s eye hear the street wrinkle, solid expectation give the world to this tumbling sky. Yesterday, I imagined and I thought I ...

2-5-06I.We never read the shapes of words anymore,nor the succulent-smooth tastenor their echoey sound in mighty cathedralsnor their color, black and infinitely warmand sinfulnor the author on the oth

Dancing Inside A Raindrop2-10-06The world is moving fast, quaking like volcanic eruption mania diseasewe’re a disco ball under this excited freedom gin grinbecause I see an entire humanity enrapture

drugs, crayon-blonde (Absinthian Dreams Part One of Two)2-11-06I.This is the ecstatic destructionof drugs, crayon blondflashing like capitalist hatred.II.Tomorrow, I’ll smoke you to bedI’ll fuck y

(Absinthian Dreams Part Two of Two) 2-12-06 Melting down the street in my happy absinthian dreams, like a magnet I find love I name it you, a kiss of despair, ...

2-18-06 Dear journal; six billion of these angsty moments six billion of these good-for-nothing moments, six billion of these “the world is on fire, and I am scared as shit!” ...

Bubble Bath Surprises 3-1-06 Some days, I feel like failure– tar bubbles in slimy asphalt, and I try to fly over it, but instead sink into my dirty goo. And ...

Sick Day 3-3-06 Sometimes, I celebrated so long, called to the heavens so loudly, and danced so ferociously that I thought the echoes could never die. But now the echo ...

freedom 3-23-06 Freedom relax, lie back or stand up meditate on the nonexistence of all things, rise to the top of a high city building and scream into the pouring ...

Fizzling Selfless 1-31-06 Fizzling. Catching on something, a splinter, mirrors tell of sunken eyes. a future shrouded by shrieking sympathy in the loneliness of a skull, neurons firing like city ...

Memoires of Poison-Kissings *originally titled "Memoire of Samsara Celebrations", I changed it because I thought you folks would like it more. Tell me I was wrong, please, because I prefer ...

3-11-03 Too weak to lift a pen To type an emotion And too strong to remain calm. Shudder in this feeling of mine. Shudder. Fire and people are dancing The ...