I Need You

I need you more than ever.

I need you like a forest

        needs rain

I need you like a tree

        need roots

I need you like a serpent

        needs a sea

I need you like a great white heron,

        needs the sky

I need you like the ocean

        needs a current

I need you like a chainsaw

        needs electricity

I need you like a wolf

        needs meat

I need you like a temple

        needs prayers

I need you like a rapist

        needs power

I need you like an infant

        needs a nipple

I need you like the mountains

        need valleys

I need you like a television

        needs a viewer

I need you like a fuck

        needs love

I need you like a dream

        needs sleep

I need you like thunder

        needs lightning

I need you like a spider

        needs a web

I need you like a soul

        needs a body

I need you like a disease

        needs a host

I need you like evil

        needs good

I need you like a warning

        needs a cause

I need you like blood

        needs a place

I need you like a thought

        needs a spark

I need you like a breeze

        needs a direction

I need you like time

        needs movement

I need you like an engine

        needs fuel

I need you like a person

        needs a label

I need you like a candle

        needs a flame

I need you like dust

        needs a plain

I need you like a river

        needs a bend

I need you like a screw

        needs a nut

I need you like Columbus

        needed a map

I need you like Warhol

        needed a gun

I need you like Dorothy

        needed a home

I need you like Gilligan

        needed a boat

I need you like Santa

        needs a sleigh

I need you like the Bee-Gees

        needs a mirror-ball

I need you like Vox

        needs the media

I need you like one

        needs destruction

I need you like a film

        needs an audience

I need you like dinner

        needs a plate

I need you like boiling water

        needs heat

I need you like a logo

        needs treatment

I need you like color

        needs light

I need you like peace

        needs war

I need you like men

        needs God

I need you like religion

        needs followers

I need you like a fetus

        needs a womb

I need you like a bee

        needs honey

I need you like a tongue

        needs a taste

I need you like a worshipper

        needs an imagination

I don’t need you.

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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98.07.07.01:45:00@505MAHWAH

I remember

I remember watching the snowfall beneath the street lamp

While I hoped for the death of education at tomorrow’s first sunrise

I remember fucking the cocaine high mother

While her hubby with a stache jerked off while on-looking

I remember burning ants with a magnify glass as a kid

While hearing their pops and smelling their skin toast

I remember my big plastic green army machine gun

While playing army man at war in my treelined backyard

I remember the squirrel that chewed up electric lines

While I brought one as a gift in a bag for a friend

I remember the ones who said no

While I continue to kneel down and ask for forgiveness

I remember recording their conversations

While I masturbated to their smelly dates

I remember playing tic-tacs

While being psychic

I remember seeing the elder guy fuck the bonded one

While I on-looked the fat man’s praise

I remember Valentine’s and open air January

While winter came and gone

I remember pinning moths after the catch

While spreading their powder and glisten across my fingers

I remember watching peace

While nails came out of doors

I remember spray-painting ‘GASM’ on cement

While the stream sparkled and frogs leaped and croaked

I remember my big wheels

While skidding in the gravel dirt at the circle

I remember being pulled over by a trooper

While a semi-automatic was being fired just across my head

I remember writers taking cabs

While others talked dollars around round tables

I remember cows being tipped

While I told stories of lies

I remember my father in a limo

While dark race traveled through words of conduct on Broadway streets

I remember wet dreams in fantasy sheets

While urine tests proved nothing

I remember your face as you read my poetry

While I connected dots to satisfy your wet one

I remember your analyzation of my soul

While I take a bullet between my bitten teeth

I remember the love you have given

While I refused to listen

I remember the god in Florida

While I was a little kid who packaged large ones

I remember stealing plastic whores of fat drunken pigs

While skeptical apples knew of my existence

I remember falling in deep shit

While the shit didn’t even recognize my face

I remember your thoughts and feelings

While I write this damn mother fucker today

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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Insanity

It’s not their beauty

Or their curves

That drives me to insanity

It’s not the concave of the navel

Or the bends in their backs

It’s not the softness of their skin

Or scent of their soul

That makes me insane

It’s not their delight

Or kindness

It’s not their slenderness

Or intelligence

That brings me to the ward

It’s the way they are presented

Displayed

On a pedestal

It’s their clothes

Their makeup

Their garments

Their extras

Their beautifications

It’s their transparent white blouses

Their lace white bras

And tight red skirts

It’s their thong underwear

And hot red barbie lipstick

It’s their sistership

And innocence

Their leather pants

And latex too

It’s their

Corporate perfume

And

Designer’s gain

It’s their made-up high cheek bones

And gravity killed tits

That’s what makes

me insane

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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Interrupted Silence

I traveled through her canal

Under her sweet dirt

I listened to her words

Static came in-between

Separated us at birth

Interference melted me

Venom punctured my lips

My eyes rolled back into my scull

I listened strongly

Her words scattering on my lighted horizon

Pollution settled in

Advertised through copper wires

Ruined by Hollywood production

Past deep inside

Surveillance as I pullout

Spotlight on me

Her voice is gone now

I cry in my memories

My camera falls forward

I am unsettled

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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I Think I Love You

I think I love you

When I am willing

To penetrate

To end all wars

To meet your parents

To grow up in your arms

To taste your tears

To borrow your past

And bury your relatives

I think I love you

When I am afraid

To become a new born

To tear down your walls inside

To reach out and touch your heart

To climax forever

To enter a new realm

To climb a trail of heavenly love

I think I hate you

Now and forever

I will hate you until

The end of the world

The end of my time

The end of molestation

And Impregnation

The end of revolution

And juxtaposition

The end of my time

As a Necrophiliac

And as a Transsexual

As a Nymphomaniac

And as a Pyromaniac

As a Pathological Liar

And as your God

I am afraid

Of the dark

And your large cock

I am afraid

Of Love

To Love

To be Loved

I think I love you

© 1997 David Greg Harth

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