THORNS
push them
bleed them
take it to utopia
an internal
a love of everlasting
give more
take more
i can see the light
but you stand in the shadow
i’m chained
you don’t let me see
you don’t let me in
i want it more and more
i can have it
i don’t know how to have it
i can be in it
i don’t know how to be in it
thorns
at my side
or at my wrists
around my head
spike in my heart
my tears roll down
for you
for you whom I do not know
thorns
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.03.02.00:00:00@31USQWNYC
Bed
reach out
touch it
caress it
upon it
love it
fuck it
make it
bed
come here
you can see
you can sit
you can lay
come here
fuck it
the bed
chain up
explore
satin or silk
bed of roses
slim white
black and gold
silver shines
wet promises
fantasies complete
bed
desire a must
competition a lust
make love
make a new
reveal
erotic
times of the past
moments of the future
the now in my eyes
me in your eyes
bed
take chances
love the lust
curves of such
hair and lean in
toward the shadow
candle beside
the cotton pillow
bed
peace
feel it up
above the shore line
compromise
make no promise
propose if you will
in my bed
or yours
baby and child
nurse thy breast
suck thy nipple
suck thy dick
bed
home
comfort
put up no front
warm
cozy
make a stand
reach for that heaven
with one another
you can be one
see a time
where all can be shared
a dream
a bed
a bed
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.03.01.01:00:00@31USQWNYC
Hug
Jesus Christ
a superstar
He parted those seas
red of blood
Moses, my hero
The army men
shot down
The cross
burn him bad
I love that beach
where you have been
sitting in the sun
no religion too
it’s easy if you try
so, try it
you’ll like it
art is fun
for you and me
put me aside
at your side
feel the warmth
the image
your eyes
mystery
woman of the night
penetrate my mind
invade thy thought
come inside
the darkness is yours tonight
your eyes
mystery is your middle name
sea of rust
sea of dust
take me now
to that peaceful place
full of butterflies
and blue jay birds
full of dandelions
and sunflowers too
take me to that beach
where you lay upon
show me the way
to your heart
maybe I’ll discover
what i never believed in
maybe I’ll discover
turn on the light
after the night
turn on the light
after the shag
light up a ciggie
take a glass
of water tonight
sleep
sleep tonight
sleep without me...
sleep with me...
cuddle in my arms....
waiting..........
a hug is yours...
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.02.26.00:00:00@31USQWNYC
For You
Feel the wind
Take you there
Feel the thigh
Feel you there
Feel the sunshine
Upon your chest
Upon my breast
See those colors
The ones you cannot imagine
I make them for you
I give them to you
For you
I would die
For you I would revolt
I would make pain
I would conquer the world
For you
For you I would climb
I would dive
I would divide
I would render
I would shoot
I would kill
For you
For you I would be wind
I would be time
and the womb which you protect
For you I would be the rain
I would be the fire
And the hurt which you feel
For you I would be the mirror
The reflection of your hatred
The reality of life
The wonders of birth
For you
For you I would tear at myself
I would rip apart
Seal the insides
And give you my pride
For you
For you no secrets are allowed
No possessions are understood
No time without you is real
For you one cannot hold
For you one cannot be
For you I would die
I would take you
To feel the wind
Upon my breast
Your holy chest
Upon the Cross
Where my father had died
For you
I would create sunshine
And pour the rain
Down your back
For you
I would love
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.02.24.01:22:00@31USQWNYC
He
It is
a reverend
a priest
a god
It is
a holy one
a rabbi
a leader
It is
a follower
a bird
a gargoyle
It is
hope
a dream
an inspiration
It is
a thorn
a gripping hold
a terrible fear
teeth sharp
fear it
you thrill it
you fuck it
but it still keeps coming back
It
fuckin’
fucks you over
It
fuckin’
explodes in your face
in front of god
demand the american flag
forever it is yours
Burn
the sucka
reach that cross
take off those hoods
bow to thy feet
kiss my ass
fuck me hard
Cross it up
hang him down
portray that breast
on a silver platter
for my very best feast
Then it hits you
in all its glory
red, white, and blue
the demanding rain
thundering
loud, bang bang bang
Then it hits you
it is the thief of your heart
my little devil friend
i conquer you
fuck your soul
take you higher
to the plateau of utopia
beyond the land
across sea to sea
fuckin’ shining
It is
corporate
and religious
fake
and real
It is
yours
and mine
his
and hers
It is
behind and in front
below and above
in the dark and in the light
You like it
you have a great thirst for it
you are hungry for it
you ache for it
it is a cock
a pussy
It is words
thoughts
what is it?
what is it not?
Is it a question?
an answer?
a goal?
a completion?
a pleasure?
a poem?
a destination?
Find it
be it
fuck it
feel it
see it
hear it
smell it
taste it
Then
and only then
will
maybe
you will understand
what
he
he is talking about
he is about
he is
Who is that he??
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.02.03.02:14:00@31USQWNYC
Ocean Space Is Where I Wait
Jesus or Moses
Seas and deserts
Among the rocks
Among the steam ships
Among the trains
And the radars that break barriers
Through the wires
Through the regions
We all bow
We all look up
Though even though I do not
Nor do he
I thank all that do for me
And those who do not
Among the bench
Among the ground
Among that mountainside
Among that cloud
We must reach it
That destination
Between that plain
Of imagination and destiny
Of fantasy and desire
Of truth and fiction
Of race and creed
Of sex and religion
Of death and life
Of morals and horror
Among the common ground
Among that sandbar
There is an ocean
Where we once belonged too
An ocean of colors
Of twinkles and currents
Of a surplus of stars
And spacious lives
An ocean of wonders
Of delicate beings
Of a generation undiscovered
And limitless time
Among that time
I will be there
Waiting for thy to come
Waiting for something real
I continue
I always wait
Until I die
Until I die
One day,
Many people will say,
“I wish it was me, and not him.”
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.02.03.00:00:00@31USQWNYC
What is ‘peace’ anyways?
Peace is a dream
An impossible possibility
A possible impossible
A nightmare
A fantasy
A desire
Peace is a thought
A rainbow of colors
A rainbow
Of religion
Origin, sex, culture, belief
Of skin, size, shape, control
Peace is death
A tree
A butterfly
A connection
Peace is mine
And yours too
Peace is over there
As well as here
Peace is being dead
Or alive
At the right place
Right time
Peace is a dream
A dream to become true
A true dream
Very real
I have made peace and so can you
Martin Luther King Jr.
John F. Kennedy
Jesus and Moses
Rosa Parks
and Georgia O'Keeffe
John Lennon
Martha Graham
Maya Angelou
and Betty Ford
Harriet Tubman
Gloria Steinem
Harvey Milk
and all the people at the shopping mall
I have made peace and so can you
Help me help you.
Help yourself
Your poor self
Find it
Deep inside
Peace
Then you can make it
Make it possible
Start from within
Listen do not hear
Speak do not talk
Reach do not fade
Touch do not feel
Love do not preach
Peace do not peace
Peace do not peace
Peace
Peace
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.02.01.00:00:00@31USQWNYC
Baby
lather it up
soap it up
that strong thing
do what you do best
in leather and lace
make everything nice
fuck it up
up the ass
or in the hole
fuck it up
tonight, we will last
a forever bleeding wound
under the midnight sky
between the thundering thigh
tonight, we will last
reach inside
deep under the sheet
reach for that meat
reach inside
do not be afraid
be an animal
be with me
in the bed
or in the car
in the shower
or in the kitchen
in the park
or in the theater
be with me
baby
baby
you are the one
in mind and spirit
you are the one
baby
so soft
angel wings
devil eyes
let me caress your
ever slender curves
let me explore
your gentle holes
let me inside
deep inside
because
tonight
baby
tonight, is for you.
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.01.30.02:24:00@31USQWNYC
Warmth
It’s the fire inside
The feeling inside
The change among us
The squirrel at the tree
It’s the fire inside
The butterflies in love
The sun on your chest
The rhythm and beat
The music of your feet
It’s the fire inside
The flame in the heart
The passion under the covers
The toasted marshmallow
It’s the fire inside
The better place
The real place
You and I
He and she
It’s the fire inside
Beyond a certain point
A boil of love
A boil of desire
It’s the fire inside
The warmth
Can you feel it
The depth
Every feeling
Every inch
The warmth inside
The fire inside
It’s the fire inside
The religion
The lust
The shared thoughts
The shadows
The clouds
It’s the fire inside
The warmth
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.01.28.23:38:00@NYC
Loneliness
It is me
And you
Together
Alone
I am alone
But never lonely
Share a will
Comprehend a thought
Make a dream real
Loneliness
It is where the heart
Is empty
Lacking
Insecure
Dark
Full of pain
Lust
And joy
Loneliness
It is
music
and art
poetry
and dance
death
and life
war
and birth
love and
hate
Loneliness
It is what I have inside
For I cannot find
It is what I have deep
For I cannot complete
It is what I hold onto
For I have its grip
It is a beauty of mine
For I pray to it nightly
It is a hunger
A thirst
A hope
For I am one
And for me
There is one
Loneliness
It’s what you think
What you cannot even
Bare to imagine
No one knows
But I am not he
Only he
Only them
Woman or Man
Firm
Tall
Short
Obese
Please show me the way
Beneath the sea
Part the ocean
Lead the way
I want your hand
Guide me out
Take my kiss
As I love you
My loneliness
Overcame
By your beauty
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.01.23.22:18:00@31USQWNYC
Versions
Well, there is
This one
And that one
But the one I love most
Is always the one I’m in
That version is the best
It feels good, looks good, is good
That version is the best
Well, some are odd
Some are evil
And some do not work
But the one I love most
Is always the one I’m in
That version is the best
It is like a glorious sunset
Or two love birds chirping
Or a butterfly’s pattern
That version is the best
Some of them break me
Some of them make me weak
Or can even kill me
But the one I love most
Is always the one I’m in
It is like fire
Wind and water
A tornado of lust
A hurricane that sweeps you away
Off your feet, to new heavens
And new worlds
That version is the best
The one I’m in
The one I live for
The one I lay beside
Run to and find
The one I cherish and hold
That version is the best
Like a candle
Erect in position
Sturdy of nature
Blessing at whole
That version is the best
And that is the one I love most
The one I’m in
Always
Through jokes and laughs
Tears and pain
Through heights and lows
Mirrors and horrors
Through tunnels and valleys
Mountains and clouds
Through deserts and oceans
Jungles and plains
That version is the best
The version that is best
That is the one I love
The version I’m in
Is the one I love
That version
Is always the best for me
Because I am in it
And they are not
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.01.19.10:30:00@31USQWNYC
A Holy One
A holy one
Resourceful
Full of life, and death
Mine for the taking
You for the giving
I love to give
And tonight,
I give you me.
Ride me thru the night
High above me
Rock above me
On my cock
My hard dick
Fuck me hard
Bounce your tits
Lick me
Suck me
Fuck me
Harder
And I will cum
And you will see
That you have won.
[Yeah, right, you’ll never win, but you can fuck me anyway]
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.12.14.01:15:00@31USQWNYC
Anger
Help me
As I lay here
I am dying slowly
You all know
I am in red
Covered in red
I am going down
In a hail of bullets
Like JFK and MLK
I wish I was Gandhi
I wish I was him
I wish I was Indian
I wish I was a spider
I wish I was a wolf
I wish I was a refrigerator
I wish I was you and not me
For I am dying
And you are not
I am dying
And you know
You are not helping
And neither are you
I plea
Take me to Neuro 12
You think I am wrong
When 33 is my number
She offered 200
I offered 300 to he
She was Bi, and he did not leave
He thought I was in the middle
I slammed on the car
I killed that cat
I brought him a squirrel
I eat the dead
And take from the living
I committed
I must be admitted
I will crush you all
With my teeth
Check my back
There is a knife back there
The Beatles are back
And I am crossing Abbey Road
Under 3 seconds
And I will kill you
So, help yourself
Help me
Do not let me cross that bridge
DO NOT LET ME
I will cross the bridge
I will meet my lover
I will dive
Dive into heaven off the roof
Dive into my lover
My lover is death
Who is my lover?
I will tell you;
Death
If I could, I would fuck death
If I could, I would fuck art
If I could, I would make world peace
I will,
by killing
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.12.11.03:00:00@31USQWNYC
Untitled (I Take You)
I take you by the front
I take you by the rear
I take you in arms
And behold
Wrap around, no rape will occur
I take you by the flesh
I tear at your skin
I choke you alive
As I shove my cock deep inside
I ram my thick meat
Up your juicy cunt
I eat away at your soul
Before you can cum
I eat at your breasts
Before you can scream
I eat at your mind
Before you can breathe
I fuck you
Harder and harder
As one can get
I ram my pistol
My pistol of love
Deep inside your tight pink pussy hole.
As “So Cruel” plays
I flow with the motion
On every beat
You receive my meat
On every beat
You bow down to my feet
I fuck you slowly
After the harsh
I fuck you slowly
Not because I love you
Not because you are sexy
Not because I want to fuck you hard
But because you are my friend
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.12.10.03:00:00@31USQWNYC
Perfume
Sadness throughout the land
One man can save all the dead souls
He comes in the night, all in black
An artist of many trades
Strong in heart
He comes in the night, and repetition of glory
An artist of many thoughts
Sadness will come in death valley
Across the sea
All who float
Are dead at his feet
He will come to save us
My Lord
He will show no mercy
My Lord
He will come to save us all
The Devil himself
The Angel himself
It is such a beautiful day
Drinks are offered
On the beach
Walk the dog
Never be raped
Read a book
I will suck
Your Blood until you are dry
Take the goodness
I will kill myself
Goodnight forever
I am dying
Over and over
I am slowly dying
Inside
I am rotting away
The drugs
The perfume
The hell they have given me
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.12.10.02:00:00@31USQWNYC
Untitled (Devil Love)
For hours,
My arms hug your warmth.
I will kiss you forever upon sight.
Forever and ever.
It will last.
Never let go.
Please be real.
Oh, please do.
I am your angel.
But I could be your devil.
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.10.07.23:45:00@31USQWNYC
Untitled (Places Taken)
I will take you to the park.
the forest.
the desert.
the beach.
the ocean
the sea.
the lake.
the hill.
the mountain.
the city.
the valley.
the plain.
the field.
the pond.
the creek.
the brook.
the rock.
the town.
I will take you in the bakery
Or in the movies
At home
Or in the office
I will take you on a plane
Or on a train
At a ball game
Or at a Broadway show
I will take you in car
Or in a bed
At a nature park
Or at a hotel.
I will take you near and far.
Here and there.
I will take you up and down.
East and West
I will take you to black and white
To see colors all over.
Over and over, I will take you.
More in my mind.
None in the flesh.
Yet.
Yet to be seen....
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.10.07.23:30:00@31USQWNYC
Untitled (America 3rd)
Complication
Invitation
Revolution
Imagination
Motivation
Impregnation
Juxtaposition
Location
Separation
Dislocation
Verification
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.10.07.12:15:00@31USQWNYC
Untitled (Waiting For You)
I will wait for you.
If you are my dream.
I will be yours.
If you are a figment.
I will let the love go, but not you.
I searched, I waited, for you.
Are you real?
Are you mine?
Why so far, yet so close?
Why do we meet?
Who gave us permission?
I am your angel, an angel from hell.
I come to take you to heaven.
Forever and ever, we will live.
In white lace I embrace your smooth body.
I take you, caress you always.
I have wanted you for the longest time.
Where have you been?
Ties will be broken.
I will not keep my hopes open.
I have been hurt.
I am sure you have too.
I will not be hurt.
I am your angel.
I will wait.
Send me your love.
Prove your existence.
Dance with the devil in the moonlight.
Dance with me under the stars tonight.
Dance with the animals, hum with the birds.
Suck like the insects, read like the mammals.
Eat list like the fish, love like the doves.
Wake up on a bed of roses.
I grew each one for you.
Selected and picked.
I took the thorns off for you.
So, your fingers would not bleed.
I love your tight ass,
may I feel it?
touch it?
caress it?
The darkness will always prevail.
I wish I knew you in the flesh.
Till then, my mind will make do.
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.10.07.05:05:00@31USQWNYC
Untitled (Souls)
I turn you around
Kiss on the cheek
Kiss on the parting lips
On the nose
On the eyebrow
The water runs down
Between our bodies
Between our souls
Cold or warm
It runs between our curves
Into our insides
Into our hearts
Around the forms
Beneath the wonders
I insert my tongue
Your lips part
I feel your heart
Beating with my pulse
I ignite a flame
Too much to comprehend
The sun is going down
I hug you dearly
Forever and ever
The day went by
Over and over
We spent it in water
We walked to an ocean
While motionless
And did not leave our location
Only our minds
Our hearts.
© 1996 David Greg Harth
96.10.07.02:15:00@31USQWNYC