I,my life

Fast walk long way

Dead lays death surrounding.
Leaves fall.
Left all Fall,
piled under winter.
Fire springtime.
All awakened.
Death once laid,
sprung life through ages.

Hello sweet,
You're quite a little clown,
beautiful seen.
Stare through me.
Child sought you inside.
RADIANT, DRAMATIC ,FANTASTIC!
Sat squirming,
turning,
escaping our fit.

Those eyes,
those wild BILL ion eyes!
Turn over Montana's Indian grave site.
Peyote laid hazy mind,
wander life questioned.
Restless,
realized life passes within a blink of an eye.

Dosed awoke,
Tie dye,
baby's breath,
next stop twenty miles ahead.
Quick! draw,
bang,
dead.
Straw,
short stick picked.
Crows grin,
overlook High Mountain.
Rolling rock,
tumbled stone,
imprint fingertip on grain of sand.

Over head,
clouds spoke angrily!
"I say" (pleasant),
Damn you!
Take your reign of sunless shine,
shouted mimes of Venezuela!

Prospect found
shining mind pieced,
time unwinds,
thoughts lost tracking time,
stalking wanderers losing mind.

Peace found asleep silted rock bed.
Stream meets river,
river falls in love with world,
world hates us all.
Promise nothing,
death kept waiting.
Falling life short,
wait long.
We expect forever,
shortly after leaving we don't close doors.
Forgot lights on.
Ignore shoreline chaos.
Falling asleep peacefully,
singing to starlight daydreams
Woke disturbingly
gunshot rung night screams.

Ask myself (I am, I dead)?
Thought alive yesterday,
unusually knowing life to begin with.
I don't remember birth,
I recollect dying once or twice.
Scratch and pick my riches from empty pockets.
Don't need this to live.
Point missed!
It really hurts to be alive,
this I know,
I live to die
I'm dying to live,
I will never know how alive I could be.
Woke my slumbered state,
bed of nails,
slipped.
Striking every point reality set by mistake.

Given my ink,
quill,
thoughts spilled on my deadwood book of skill.
I've lost my will as a poet.
Should have been a fish,
eat me.
Read my bread,
salt my feet for ecstasile insanity.
Thus I weep for joy while sadness beckons me to be stupid and real.
I've this time,
nothing done.
Stopping myself from creating my love of madness.
I'm happy being sad.
I love my life,
I truly do!