Poets Congregate on Skype

J: I cant ignore this whore, who thrashes floors of density into my flesh deep
punches of rich thick old blood through the water clarity
J: such a fucken parody i swing my eyes ludicrous and done
M: Blood clotted in the iris, what I think manifests on papyrus
M: With a sensual sense of secret a soft and feminine
M: wishing to resolve individual flaws
J: breeding with festering blackness alive and thriving in vibrational heat. swimming to infest. diving to invest a love of the slimiest
J: stuck in the individual stuck in the individual
M: never stuck in this construct, never taken and forsaken as long as your vibrating
J: chorus
M: but the bottom of the muck is as fair as the heavens, so whats the difference?
J: with owl eyes abrasive blues long and cool legs
M: I sing the blues songs and strum upon a loose peg
J: but children and marching men inside of your psyche will charge at you, taken aback into crack worlds
J: pearls alone, blues on beach chairs, red cramming objects in cavities
M: yellow and lonesome pulled into clarity, the strange sting of sincerity, objects uniform and reshape
J: prisms activate, fellows of castles long ago chime in angelic floats,
J: distant memory clouds the nose with emotional hold, blows and folds
M: sunken in moats a crusted sea grove, old blacks turn and are sent back to the boats
J: coats, take the coats
J: mothers reminisce
M: I remember her as freedom that was suctioned in an instant
M: robes removed
J: trailed off in conveyor belts
J: chicken
J : the females frozen icicle breath purring on me
M: melting me as winter rolls into spring scent
M: wafted from the woman is the innocence
J: in a bottle quiet in dimensions of melodic grandma love
J: away from our pelting energies babies
M: soaked in a bathtub, scrubbed from the skin
M: relaxed to a small extent, calm air is rusted
J: left so vulnerable oh so vulnerable... as suds and flecks brush like the wave of city life
M: the lavender scents eerie like the cities might, But grass lay flat beneath the sitting lights
J: and purring warmth's follow the lighted trail to a boy, and the petals are embroidered within the tender network of hair.
J: subtle goddess lights dance
J: the rosiest warmest love swirls
M: breathing out of containment to the sweat of the world, the angst of new love
J: death is melted into tar infusions
J: no
M: a soggy incinerator of life speak
J: he holds a key with lavender connections so small but stronger mightier than the star he holds true to. patients plays on the radio. flows of the universe are within without doubts
J: soggy spelling
M: writing syllables as the sky translates light..
J: love is in the breeze. float on your stomach with me. touching our souls with sunlight silence. and bobbing flowers. our advanced knowings swooning in silent purpose
M: ether stretches further and farther until embrace is reached cross interstates driven, homes on the hillside, country living
M: the dark screen one reaches out to appraising and nourishing, straining and salivating, loving longing the same
J: the night sky smiles, wielding data of truthful bearing to heart
J: apples you never knew
M: returning stick as transfer to the sap of the cells, embalming aliveness in the still portrait of person
M: showing generosity as a cool pink
J: take my hand, and let the compassion of Christ compel sun and wind as one twisting into waves of stomach thwarting glory to the past
M: in a romance conjunctures as ink in the fine print of news, universally translated in the heart of breeds dying from flourish
J: the joy of smelling a rose, sends me into robust memories bold but non-clingy, lifts me into the lightest cloth. the rose soul braids the biology of my heart. I am she in humble bumble bee acceptance.
M: like its peddles, the rhythm of buzz brought tranquil, only a tepid whisper, a warm water flushed to a prospered posture, plush
J: yet a buzzing shot shoots through me. my brain is dominance, and this dog searches for a bug like him to envelope in and out to touch the endless iris. melting into knees. peas
M: tendons snap and brisk iterates, what is this now flown past figure and formula, let me seek , let me see and rest
J: i pet the statues whom have stepped up in paradoxical fancies, they love the whispers. that gently caress them inside
~~~
J: let me feather into rest as well. hands and feet and fingers and toes in my third eye. pondering them sweetly
J: with lava
M: like yogurt soft, instilled in need of cinnamon
J: gorgeous matt...
J: (bow)
M: from where does a flow so subtle and suiting come ((bow))
J: its comes from your heart
M: yes that was graceful
M: together
J: be proud and blessed... alot of men of earth and women are not connected with it
J: that was beautiful :]]
J: (inlove)
J: haha
M: hehehe twas
M: i resist going back to normalcy