A Seer

 Blind tides of endless seas,

An idiot, breath in and out.

Who can see and perceive?

Blinded by one, the other flat.

The heart attempts to grasp,

Blind organ of blood, emotion!

Is everything love red,

A virgin in your bed?

A petal from a rose?

A lady without clothes?

Blind tides of endless seas.

All is but a mystery!

New Poem!

 The Moon

Do not forsake me, moon.

I, in the night alone.

You look down at sin,

Though I only confess

Desire, to release and be.

They call me a beast

And sure a burden.

Take me in your light,

Ship of celestial skies,

And let me settle with

The lunatics!

Reason never rhymes.