"From All Interpretations"

From all interpretations-

Within the essence
Of any given situation-

To that which is
Genuinely seen.

Especially
If it signifies-

And doesn't attract flies.

Simple evidence-

If only to arise-

To the absolute sphere
Of dreams!

"And All Things Are Possible"

Merely to the possible-

And all things are possible-

Scattered wide through
Hopes and dreams:

As to what is observed,
And what can be imagined:

Seeking the atmospherical,
As well as the flavor
That might bring
A portion of the actual
Into what is only
Considered fantasy:

For who but fools,
Have any desire
To keep themselves
Confined undeviatingly
Within-

Only those things
That have been-

Never casting
Their thoughts
Nor their hearts
Upon what
Might be?

"Even With"

Even with

Some degree
Of spiritual experience-

As given:

From a narrower
To a wider sense-

Changing streams...

Reality-

Becoming
What would seem
Like madness
In dreams:

And many things...

As we glide-

Thoughts
Being incessantly
Modified:

Oh, just to let
Old habits slide...

And be pushed aside:

As I find myself
Truly caught up in-

These meditations-

Meditations:

These meditations-

That seem to be based
Upon the end of all things!

"The Romantic Mind"

Of the romantic mind-

Mind-

Minds...

The consciousness:

Yet something without-

Any misunderstanding of time:

And time again...

It all depends:

Who apprehends it-

Blends it:

Sends it...

Not to be confused with-

What today-

Is declared to be myth:

Otherwise-

The perceptible things:

As well as to emphasize-

The necessity of dreams...

My own life itself-

Having become quite often:

Like some great dramatic play...

With and without you.

"Love Song"

Possibly upon your part:

Within your heart-

And upon my part too:

At this point-

Probably even more than you!

A sequence of perceptions-

A conceptual love-

And the intentionality-

Without any deceptions:

When seeking all potentialities-

That reaches beyond the immediately:

Pretty baby, run to me...

To make you an object of longing
That exists for me:

Fantasy into reality-

A life with you to be
Considered very seriously:

What with your vast attractions-

That goes into action-

Every time I think of you-

And I think of you-

I think of you-

Woman, I think of you-

I think of you-

Only about you!

"Sufficiently Attuned"

Sufficiently attuned:

But now-

Let me ask you-

Let me ask you-

Can we get somebody?

Can we just get somebody-

Somebody like that?

One who's a little bit less knowledgeable:

Like a girl that hasn't been mooned:

That hasn't been spooned:

Who doesn't have a staff...

Who has some sense:

And who's very much aware
That she's in possession of that?

And this-

And that-

This-

And that-

That-

That-

That-

Who has no dirty tricks to play?

Who's really okay?

And who loves to be left
Purring just like a cat?

And it's not an act...

Well, now-

Can we have somebody just like that?

"Melancholy Mama (She's Got The Blues)"

A song expressing melancholy-

Melancholy mama-

She's got the blues...

The woman,
She'll leave you confused-

As she often
Seems to want to-

Yet not be used...

As the world itself-

Goes spinning along-

So violently-

And so noisily...

And she's singing
A song alone-

To herself:

A song expressing melancholy-

Melancholy mama-

She's got the blues.

"Philosophic Discussion"

Philosophic discussion
To the very high
Technical excellence:

The only problem being
That it's all nothing
But word-play...

A bag of tricks-

Formulations of fantasy-

Meaningless to the degree
Of actually making any sense.

"Call You To Task"

Ah, let me
Chide you,
Lecture you-
Oh, let me
Call you to task!

Something of course,
Not in depth-

Yet possibly offering
A veritable cornucopia
Of involuntary groans
In your dreams
While you have slept...

For you seem
So unconquerable girl-

To all of my advances...

Invincible-

As my heart dances:

Lost in the rhythm
Of your world.

"Simplicity Within Complexity"

If often
Like a ghost,
You float-

Simplicity within complexity
Is the keynote.

Like an editorial-

With the characteristics
Of a political speech:

Along with
The convenience
Of not having to
Make any sense.

Lost in what seems
A chaos arrangement...

Yet for those
Who know how:

The ability
To take hold of
The bounteous provision
Of such a format...

Therefore as Mr. Surreal,
I take a bow.

"Your Innovation"

Your innovation-

In every
Particular word-

Some sense
Of meaning given-

Time-pressed,
But still
You can talk
About the things
You've heard...

Yet you just don't feel
You can afford
To allow yourself
To become too standardized:

Being as it
All comes down to
The convenience-

That so many
Have searched for
Within the madness
Of your eyes.