oma

will you go
and wait for us

the turning earth

love the love
finding a golden stone

will we stay to see the rise the fall
continuous water elated

i'll smile thinking of you
in the light of sun and bird song

may my worth be great
and you to dancing

-Lahmadaj

o my bike

what lovely reeling

take your time

watch his smiling face

turn turn
wheel we'll go

could do this forever
in the light of setting sun
the pace of legs
the crow
flash of teeth
one

-Lahmadaj

one gets that slow draw

and the bed is deep and languid marking infinite slumber that is impossible with this body eventually to wake itself and see light the window is open and cool air enters from outside the click of a clock which does not exist in this room and the plants grow slow wish to have some other friend and a place to dance cannot get going down down is the sand and the life i used to know which of course is not this life my life unfolded and planted bright sitting in the air of sun to wonder what is next and the lengths to run


-Lahmadaj

Glückwünsche

Christina and Michael

today they've been married

today i heard a song along the shore

the sound of winds and laughter

today my friend called me on his phone

included in the gathering

i smiled to think

could hear and see her face

the thick air to gently sway the fabric

a sun and spots of cloud

today they were married

today the force of dancing and singing

energy friends

and love

the sky unfolded

a clasp of hands

to kiss in the glinting breezes

Aurelio

began to walk outside. there were different items in his hand. he clasped fourteen candles and one black card.  inside his mind, the ground was covered.  two persons, one of which gathered the grass, began to sing loudly.  it was a melodic sound and rose elegant in the trees.  Aurelio liked these people and their lightly danced footsteps.  soon the sun began to rise, and the song was gone.  the evening retired. a thousand lights amid a tumbling sea.  the cloud and the tree.

-Lahmadaj

status

and mood

one can change these to allow others to see and know his state of existence

'yeah right

get real'

what realm is this emoticon

an imagined space

so to create a gathering of other non-existent spaces

does anyone care of the others' temperament regarding the taco they just ate

regarding the boil pained slowly on the leg

nope, didn't think anyone gave a fuck

the other is not here

i can not touch him

i do not see her face

i can not laugh with him

i see no light

there is no body

there is no embrace

no scent

there are only typed shelled words

expressing menial obligations to the man or pop

and i sit quietly

wondering when this stupid shit may suck me into the trash ball

or it already has wrapped its boredom around me tight

pulling the air away

i sit quietly

and wonder why i have few friends

and fewer loves

it may be easily my own inability

though it may be the prescribed life one claims as his own

how much of it is one's own

i suppose

the shit

the voice

the gas 

the blood movement

the bipedal stomp

i doubt any of the mind

except one miniscule fragment of light

which most contemporaries 

dress up in robes of pop culture 

and extravagance 

as though it really is that cool

as though they really give a fuck

as though they've expanded to such heights of awareness

though they know not when they've farted

or when they've burned down a youth

turn his skin into gold

we can wear it around our necks

and laugh heartily at our believed appreciation of art

of human

of the passion inside

read all about it in my status

my emotion 

my essence

the lovers know; the others blow

the night is breathing

the sun is low

-lahmadaj