America

Why so much fear?!?!?
Why always close mine eyes?!?!?
Where are you mythical female?;
that like nucleus of a planet
erupts volcanoes
and excites minds?!?!?!?

Could not my head
decipher the universe
in your eyes?!?!?
or perhaps discover Atlantis in your Breasts?
Maybe even maybe create prose
redder than your lips;
to then drown me in the labirynth
of your hair.

One night at Squeeze.

Trickling slowly
at first,
like the monsoon
we gather.
growing desperately
like the churning
clouds over land,
the heat of the human flesh
calls us down into hecatombe.
Holy water
tarnished
with the blood
of unwitting
human sacrifice.

WHO is this GOD,
that maims and destroys?!?!?!?!
in order to salvage our
tortured drowning souls?!?!?!?

My mind's eye
flies

disturbed
by the owerpowering
scent,

of womanhood.

it permeates the night.

the prey
so close
to the fangs.......

So far from my promised land.

like a manic depressive's
insomnia
images of
heaven
and
hell.

RINP 1995

Symphony of Despair

In a twinkle
The gleam vanishes,
Warm hearts
Turn glacial.
Singing to the phantoms
On my back
Trying to appease them
Lull them numb,
Whilst I gasp.

Trying to swallow life
Into the corpse
I have become.

Overburdened by my past,
Cranial drumbeats
Share the stage
With jittering teeth
And a grinding
Stomach organ.

Neurosis eat rationale
As I dive into the swamp.

Desire oxygen
Get stale air instead
Try to pick
Thoughts
Out of my head,
But it
Just bled
And bled instead.

Inside me
Bursting cloud shrouds
I’ve become.


RINP 1995

Untitled 1

The pen tumbles across the bar
beckoning to be picked up.
He wonders
is it a mistake?
Or
does fate
cross your path,
like dice the craps table??
We are prodded
to create
by mind
and peers.
Willing to entertain
like court jesters
the moment at hand.
The noise
Reverberates
thru high walls,
mundane conversations,
sparked by Bacchus.

We,
the unholy wanderers
envying the peace
of routine,
struggle and bare
our turmoil
to a bored audience.

Fire,
sprouting in the stomach
Prompts
As it rises,
to continue
another search,
for …
Deliverance
of fears,
innuendo
and yourself...



14-02-98 RINP

Riverwalk

" Down at the river
half Moon and the stars
look down upon me
with a Cheshire smile.
The water's surface taut and noir
reflects the lights of the city and night.

Serenity surrounds the Esplanade.
The only intruder
the noise of the car's
over the bridge's hungry mouth.
The rest are night sounds,
crickets, fountains,
the lazy lovers´chatter
half muffled by a stolen kiss,
or the laughter of complicity....

Every once in a while
a fish breaks the slate
surface of the water
glancing at the night sky
giving it liquidity,
bringing me back to the moment at hand.
The caterpillars of the city,
digest the city's refuse,
to later excrete it
at a more pristine location.

But none of it touches me
like the wands of your hands,
filled with grace and charm;
or your flowing smile
but a second brief,
yet enough to eclipse the Moon's.
Or the cascading curls
that frame
those mysterious and vibrant eyes,
making me tremble,
forcing me to look in another direction.

The Night
prolonged and intense
as a sigh,
Boils around us
in unending Fury
and
Pent up Desire."


RINP 1996