In Cemeteries
what are
you doing here?
why did
you come?
do you
want the true Truth?
the irony
of upside down?
the
nature of our world?
Its what every
character says
before they die
just ANOTHER
secret
story.
visions
and war, flags
burdened waters
you
will help me?
I plead
the mercy of a King.
your fate is your design
no one
to guide
me through
off world
dreams.
no other serious
applicants -
and
therein lies our future -
there
are no other
candidates
for
dust to dust
except
us,
humanity.
he killed for her
he loved her
and she him.
BUT the gaping hole
in his heart
he never saw that coming.
she
floated
to
the top
of
her secrets
Open
your ears
they
NEVER stop hearing
there’s
a world in your world
dwellings
this
place joined
here
to
there.
this
is
the music
of my head
I heard it
and
suspected
you heard it too
the
only thing of value
I
could have written
meeting
again and again
in
different ages
it
is not yours or mine,
it
is ours.
Out you come
the biggest
mistake
of my life
I
was worried
before
I decided -
I’ve seen too much
of the world
- death
been too long a
slave
the pain is strong
(so strong)
how can we be
friends?
what do you need?
what are you reading?
Old letters
the
plot has taken
a
sensual turn
a
ghost writer
a
mystery.
the
explosion
the
music of my dream
the
fragment
that
killed me
I
fell
over
the bridge
hitting
the water
running
the
manuscript drowned.
belief like fear
climbing rocks
in one direction
headed two ways.
Forces remaking
time
and space
continue
after
we perish
moment
to moment
we
understand
a
new potential direction
is this
possible?
tombstones
set in cherry
blossoms
new life
sweeping the
dead.
the
silence between the notes
the
best sound of all.
death
its an old
recording -
honestly?
He cant stop
listening to life
a symphony of beauty
a handful of copies
I know I know
it
4 days of
paradise
what were the
chances
she still
breathed here?
its cold
among the granite.
There
WAS a choice
continue as planned -
or die.
Most of the report
was
destroyed
If I help it will be worth the war
take
me to the secret garden
where
weather is whether
the
trip is fall.
A
hunger in their hearts
for
what?
for more.
you need to rest
let
me concoct
the
secrets of death
vaulted
relationships
past
lives
laughing
at
each other
and
yet,
I cant
explain
when I
opened
that door
I knew
your secrets.
While
the
past may call
with
enchantments
of
Sirens
a
coward chooses
the
weak way
the
secrets of his heart
known
to all
except himself.
touch the controls
reveal the sepulchers
if
the tides keep rising
the
world will be under water
in
50 days
so
- that’s the secret?
throw the bones
see the seer
through here
its
not what you’re used to
but
I
think you will like it.
Why
did you cover for me?
Freedom?
the
seductive nature of civilization?
what
should we do with you?
- The problem you create
- is
a celestial problem.
Intriguing
that
beneath
there
are thoughts
that
terrify
(Concord),
The Truth is
what happened
to the agent of Discord?
Chalice on a grave
I found her,
looking
for the answers
take over,
Introduce our tribe
I was supposed
to be at war
a
minefield of secrets
the
setting sun
made
EVERYTHING
nervous.
did
you know the secret of him?
no,
but
it wouldn’t have mattered
it
was the first time
I
was shown kindness.
The
sobbing
the
holding
the
secret trade.
the
blossoms fall
and
you look lovely.
his
life in video
and
the coward didn’t know.
What
are you doing in my room?
Reading
my books,
pinching
my pockets
a
disappointing start.
I
am ( . . . . .)
you
do NOT wish to cross me.
bare
chested
he
f
e
l
l
a
victim
of
eternity
PLEASE
DON’T SHOOT
as
he flew
and we set sail
as soft as lead
an
addition to our crew.
No bridge!
FOCUS!
the
gap
the
yaw
stay
with me
I wont let you go
as we cross
the abyss
and
haul a stowaway
from
his hiding
a
shot
machine
guns
steady
- solid - fire
I
have you
I will hold you
as we set sail
like never before.
Are you leaving?
Yes!
Tidal
Styx
To
the land of the dead.
I
have better things
to
do
than
turn to dust
this
planet
is flying
and
the castle glowering
robbing
a man
of
everything.
//How
do you know about
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn//?
Kok
Terek and Cancer Ward
a
single drop
in
a
limitless
Anguish
Ocean.
in
my life
it
began again
- wait!
it
was all
so
clear a minute ago -
the
secrets are slipping away
a
gulf between these bridges
transcendence of language
what
are you doing?
they’ve
found us!
Your
heart is slower
than
ours
its comforting
what
time is it??
I’ve
heard a melody
grab
a pen
a
dream
a
nightmare café
no
way out
the
waitresses
the
same face
not
like any I’ve ever seen.
The
mark in his neck,
the
scar
it
was a secret
the
mountain way
a
mirror
and
for the first time
I
was allowed to see
who
I was
and
who I might become.
I.E.
Their
last hope
of
genetically modified support.
Who
will walk you through
the
details of your questions/
That
closed
door -
THAT
was what death would do.
Have you ANY idea what time it is
-
I’ve invested for 12 years
you’ve had your fun
put an end to this game
why are you doing this?
the better question -
what have you done to deserve this
-
I didn’t mean to hurt you
sorry
your penance is too late
he
sends his love.
O
the perfect horror.
Book
made for
An
Encyclopedia of Everything - The Expanded Version,
May
2015.
A
series of chapbooks of 9 chapbook and 1 book.
Online
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Photographs courtesy of Marie Wintzer (Japan) taken in Yanaka cemetery, Tokyo.
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