Sunday, October 31, 2010

three nights of samhain


fred wept for horses
crying sane among the blind
against the machine
never tooling his self
to genre format rule
but a system
of freedoms in all idea

reevaluation of all
is happening now
with the unconscious
waking to itself
in a field
of olympic wholes

christ the lawnman
cleared all the 'weeds'
the internal inspirations
tattoo truths
madness

bring nature in
crittoure among animals
but don't trust their nature
keep colonies in their corners
and your nest  safe