You Can Have Mine, Volcanic Choir

 
Never stops rising, mystic river
Comes, bares shared fluid mouths.
The Weave of soft Napes,
The Waft of Kissed Notes
The Wilds of Volcanic Night Choirs.
  
The mystic One magic,
The Eye of A Storm,
The hint of a swollen damp valley,
Come let These Roads and These Rivers,
Big Bends Dear stoney King Lizard
An unUttered Vastness,
Light Us A Way.Home
 
You Can Have Mine Write Now,
Dear Soul,
Languid and Large tastes more sweet flowing lava
This erupted still life saudades
Touch Your Self , Touch The White Open Sky
All join now and lament the death of my dark
A forked tounge of knowledge once in a feathered night.
 
aLone Life, together,
got crazy unsafe in my head and suffered
I once nailed my heart on an altar of silence
Some Times You Just Gotta Stop Caring,
Not Because You Don't
But Because You Can't
Any More.
 
Did you have a good world when you died?
They Arsed?
Did YOU have a good life when we died?
They asked?
 
Please come,
pleased for This Pleasure and Pain
I'm getting out of,  hear, Jesus,
eternal, stoned, nailed,
alive
Where are you going?
To the other side of mourning...
 
Please don't chase the clouds wild caravans.
For Out here on the perimeter there are no stars.
Out here awe is stoned alive,
conceived, cocked, Mary Jane moon,
her light vibrant, immaculate.

Out here,
Her whole soul gripped him like a warm firey hand
As Time disappeared you can have all of mine
This Warm Golden Brown My Volcano Choir
of your slivered awakened streams

By Tony Searl 
"Moon River Triptych" Robert Rickard 
#DesertPresence

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