David Harth 2001-05-04 David Harth 2001-05-04

Lifted (Version #2)

She danced with me

She lifted me

Filled me with spirits

She made me see god

She made me feel god

She lifted me

High above the ocean

Across plains

And Holy seas

Above the ground

The dirt

And the stock

Above the flowerbeds

The grains

And the steam ships

She lifted me

Incredibly

To points untaken

Un-invented

Uninvited

Unreal

She lifted me

To visit with god

She surrounded me

With sunlight

And cathedral walls

She lifted me

Took me down on my knees

She lifted me

And pulled me back up to my place

Took me across the rivers

Under Country palaces and rolling walls

Under African skies and Buffalo roams

Under Hebrew sukkots and Japanese Temples

She lifted me

High above the earth

And never let me down

Never let me go

I am here

Right next to god

And I’ve got you over my knee.

01.05.04.02:53:48@296 NYC

David Harth 2001-05-04 David Harth 2001-05-04

Lifted

She danced with me

She lifted me

Filled me with spirits

She made me see god

She made me feel god

She lifted me

High above the ocean

Across plains

And Holy seas

Above the ground

The dirt

And the stock

Above the flowerbeds

The grains

And the steam ships

She lifted me

Incredibly

To points untaken

Un-invented

Uninvited

Unreal

She lifted me

To visit with god

She surrounded me

With sunlight

And cathedral walls

She lifted me

Took me down on my knees

She lifted me

And pulled me back up to my place

Took me across the rivers

Under Country palaces and rolling walls

Under African skies and Buffalo roams

Under Hebrew sukkots and Japanese Temples

She lifted me

High above the earth

And never let me down

Never let me go

01.05.04.02:52:48@296 NYC

David Harth 2001-05-01 David Harth 2001-05-01

Love Will Tear Us Apart

Love will tear us apart.

Because I’m built that way.

Because of the walls that are built around

The moats, the chains, the bounding mortar

This brick, that stone, the coldness of my dead heart.

Love will tear us apart.

I hardly even know you

You don’t even know me

My words are repeated

I can duplicate my own poetry

I can listen to words that musicians sing

Love will tear us apart.

You don’t read my art

You don’t see my art.

You haven’t looked under my bed lately?

To see the dark portraits?

The mirror no longer reflects

Every day I puncture myself

With the taste of tears

And the taste of my pain

Of the dying on Park Terrace West

And the love in Arlington Graves

But you think I’d make a good C.E.O.

But you don’t think I’d be a beat

Or be the next, but I’ve met Rauschenberg

And I’ve met Glenn and I’ve met Ali

Love will tear us apart.

Because I don’t own you

And you’d only kill me if you were with me every day

Or you’d kill my only child

Son and daughter

Or yourself

Upon your lovely death bed

But I’ll hold your hand

Until you die

Or until we part.

01.05.01:24:58:00@296NYC

David Harth 2001-03-22 David Harth 2001-03-22

Legs

Sitting there

Right across the pathway that these tables create

Innocent or dangerous, I don’t know

Your legs crossed

Hiding or inviting

I don’t know

Sensual, yes

Sexy, yes

Mighty, yes

Why?

Because you walked away

Allowed the family of three to sit down

And consume their evening dinner

01.03.22.18:25:00@LGANYC

David Harth 2001-03-02 David Harth 2001-03-02

Love (Version #10)

You shaved my eyebrows

And you shaved the hair under my arms

You put a razor to my chin and shaved my stubble off

Not a hair grows on my face or behind my ears

You shaved the dirty blonde hair on top of my head

And down the back of my neck so it’s now smooth

You shaved the hair that surrounds my nipples

And the hair on my chest down to my navel

You shaved the hair that leads from my navel

Down between my legs in between my thighs

You shaved the hair on my testicles and around my penis

Around the shaft and around the sack

You shaved all my hair on both of my legs

From bony ankles to hairy thighs

You shaved the hair on my back and on my buttocks

And the hair above my upper lip

You shaved me completely

And now I am smooth, hairless, free,

And that is why I love you.

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01.03.02.12:29:00@296NYC

David Harth 2001-02-14 David Harth 2001-02-14

Love (Version #09)

The bed is cold

The sheets still have your scent

I’ve been hunting under the covers

Searching for you

I’ve been eating cake for days

The sprinkles add the final touch

Perfect and yummy

Delicious to my taste buds

The air is cold

But the heart is warm

My blue eyes are opening

Ive never let someone in so far

Cupid must have pricked my tushie

Must have flown on by

Because now all I see is pinks and reds

On this day

01.02.14.01:19:12 @ 1515 NYC

Valentine’s Day : (BAM!)

David Harth 2001-02-08 David Harth 2001-02-08

Licking Beef

Your curves

Your sensual lust

Thrust of a tongue

Oh, dear,

Beef, no more

I went to the drugstore

Picked up dinner on the way

Stopped at Exxon

And forgot the children at school

Sorry, I forgot

You were Kosher

And I, just blind

Your father is missing his index tip

Lost it at the machine shop years ago

Autumn leaves make our bed spread

Shaking hands of wet tears

In and out

Film outings

And burning sensations

Clean, crisp salad, packaged tightly

Every night I wake for coffee

Past the toast

And we’ll be friends

Past the beef

And I’ll be wed

01.02.08.14:14:10 @ 1515 NYC

David Harth 2000-05-30 David Harth 2000-05-30

Love (Version #08)

Love is a lie

Invented by Webster

And make believe poets

And disease

When no longer you want

You take the train

To Never

And when Never arrives

That’s when you cry in

Your lasting sleep

And fade in to

Everyone’s lost

Memory

00.05.30.00:00:00@OBNC/NYC

David Harth 2000-05-21 David Harth 2000-05-21

Ladies and Gentleman

Tell me your disease

Share your pain with me

Let me comfort your horrors

Feel the hearts ache

And our veins boil

Hear the echoes of lost children

And the silence of the dead

See the dark Styx

And insides of my honor

Smell the stench of burning flesh

And used gun powder

Touch the rotten tiny bodies

And use them as old-age diapers

Spit on the graves

Of disgusted

Wasted

And

Bitched

00.05.21.17:49:40 @ PH17 Outer Banks NC

David Harth 2000-05-05 David Harth 2000-05-05

Love (Version #07)

What was I supposed to do?

Deny him the only right and last wish he had?

And on that 4th day of May

My grandfather asked me to deliver him a gun

And in that brown paper bag

I delivered

First I had to discharge him from the Hospital

Take his belongings and pack them up, folded

We both outreached for each other, almost constantly

And took a car service for a few blocks north

His questions ran through my head

His eyes poetic and his smile warm

His leg numb and thumbs caressing my own

His fungus-finger nails hovering and blessing my own

His tears breaking the cracks in his old skin

His white hair trimmed by his own sword

His tea-stained manufactured teeth in place

His light-blue cotton shirt fully buttoned

He did not want to suffer

He did not want her to be alone

He did not want me to give

He did not want to be bought

He only wanted us to do the “right thing”

He only wanted us to do from the heart

He never understood the depth of the knowledge which resides in our hearts

He never knew the person who made me happy

All he wanted was to die in her arms

For he and the love of his life, to die together

And that is what he achieved

But now what do I do

Alone, in a silent, aged,

moth-ball smelling apartment

on 218th St?

00.05.04.15:42:56@1515NYC

00.05.05.03:33:40@296NYC

David Harth 2000-03-11 David Harth 2000-03-11

Love (Version #04)

My mouth is full of your love

Your songs play in my heart

And the beauty you hold solved my endless search

I wrote your name in the sand

Snow racing across a frozen lake

Silent breath

Whispers

A man on the radio asked,

“What’s the point of this?”

And continued...

“Maybe just a smile...”

Sometimes I follow lyrics

Pay attention

Think about them

I need that smile

I need that touch

I need that warmth

I need it

Because it lets me know

And If I don’t know

Then what do I do?

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David Harth 2000-02-28 David Harth 2000-02-28

Loneliness and Hopelessness

I just do what I do,

those who listen, listen

those who do not, don’t

those who seek, will seek,

those who are afraid, will remain afraid,

but when they come out of the shadows,

that’s when my beautiful dream is shattered

and I can only live

00.02.28.15:46:17 @ NYC 1515

David Harth 2000-02-23 David Harth 2000-02-23

Love Is Dead

I’d rather share my love

With the pavement I spit on

Then give my love to you

I’d rather distribute my love

To the junkyard dog

Then give my love to you

I’d rather French kiss an ox

And eat rusty nails

Then give my love to you

I’d rather deliver my love

To a hijacker in the Middle East

Then give my love to you

I’d rather fuck a goat

And eat poison ivy

Then give my love to you

I’d rather dispense my love

To cockroaches eating my dinner

Then give my love to you

I’d rather swallow a cum from a priest

And fuck my mother

Then give my love to you

I’d rather share my love

To the shit I make in the toilet

Then give my love to you

I’d rather be dead

And make my family sad

Then give my love to you

I’d rather distribute my love

To the underarm sweat in prisons

Then give my love to you

I’d rather deliver my love

To slugs on dirt

Then give my love to you

00.02.22.10:05:00@I95(PPB)

00.02.23.12:22:00@1515NYC

David Harth 2000-02-22 David Harth 2000-02-22

Liar

I’m a liar

A vicious liar

I lie in cycles

Never coming out

I lied about my virginity

I lied about how many people I’ve slept with

I lied about how old I am

I lied about who I was

I lied about my love for you

I lied about my sexuality

I lied about my history

I lied about my wishes

I lied in that poem

I lied in that painting

I lied when I spoke to you

I lied when I made love to you

I lied when I hugged you

I lied when I killed you

I lied about the secret

I lied about the truth

I lied about masturbation

I lied about breaking glass

I lied when I said I enjoyed you

I lied when I whispered in your ear

I lied when I kissed you

I lied when I fell behind

I lied to my mother

I lied to my father

I lied to my friend

I lied to my lover

I’m a liar

A fuckin liar

Nothing but a liar

A low, selfish liar

A fuckin liar

Destructed

Destroyed

Fucked

A Liar.

00.02.22.17:23:51@1515NYC

David Harth 2000-02-21 David Harth 2000-02-21

Lost Among The Cats

Lost among the cats

Sugar in mind

Remembering what two men said

Seeing a written sign

Two men follow

One in London

One in the District

The Dollar Man

He laughs

Counts

Smiles at me

With I’ll Get Over

The Romantic Man

He arises

Writes

Smiles at The Dollar Man

With definitive understanding

Sugar enjoys before

Don’t remember the professors

Or last night nurses

Or who is on stage

Lost among the cats

Repeating a reassuring phrase

Helping me now

But the innocence

Don’t know if its

Changed

True

Or written on a card

00.02.21.00:00:00 @ AVA

David Harth 2000-02-08 David Harth 2000-02-08

Love (Version #06)

Love is something invented

To make everyone feel guilty

Trespass or cheat

Love is something everyone wishes for

To make all self-conscious

Die or live for

Love is something that only exists

Among yourself if you accept

Those who love you back

Love is something imaginary

Making us all to appear to exist

Or breathe with the ease of knowing

Love is something extraordinary

Created by individuals who share

Because they want to be cared for

00.02.08.14:15:32 @ 1515 nyc

David Harth 2000-01-24 David Harth 2000-01-24

Love (Version #05.2)

I am no rockstar

And I am not a musician

There are no instruments that I can play

But I will take my poetry

And whisper in your ear gently

I am no actor

And I am not famous to the crowds

There are no films with my personality

But I will cradle you in our own private Hollywood

And we will ignite our flames as much as we should

I am no athlete

And I am not a child’s hero

There are no advertisements endorsed with my image

But I will create my own art for you

And wish to see you in our glowing hue

I am no politician

And I am not head of state

There are no monuments in my name

But I will follow our path as it turns

And witness the desire as it burns

I am no model

And I am not built like a strong-man

There are no magazines that have my physique

But I will work on the strengths I bare

And show you how much I care

I am no doctor

And I am not an expert in saving

There are no medical miracles performed by me

But I will be at your side

And give you all the love I can provide

I am no science engineer

And I am not a winner of genius awards

There are no students under my arm

But I will construct a bridge across sea and land

And always be willing and wanting to hold your hand

I am me

And that’s all I’ll ever be

There are only truths and warmths that

Hide behind my blue eyes

And that’s the best Me I can offer

For my love

00.01.24.10:08:00@I95Exit109B

00.01.24.23:12:00@296NYC

David Harth 2000-01-24 David Harth 2000-01-24

Love (Version #05)

I am no rockstar

And I am not a musician

There are no instruments that I can play

I am no actor

And I am not famous to the crowds

There are no films with my personality

I am no athlete

And I am not a child’s hero

There are no advertisements endorsed with my image

I am no politician

And I am not head of state

There are no monuments in my name

I am no model

And I am not built like a strong-man

There are no magazines that have my physique

I am no doctor

And I am not an expert in saving

There are no medical miracles performed by me

I am no science engineer

And I am not a winner of genius awards

There are no students under my arm

I am me

And that’s all I’ll ever be

There are only truths and warmths that

Hide behind my blue eyes

And that’s the best Me I can offer

For my love

00.01.24.10:08:00@I95Exit109B

David Harth 2000-01-20 David Harth 2000-01-20

Love (Version #03)

Don’t know

what it is

or where it is

So, I’ll just sit here

and wait for it.

00.01.20.17:12:17@1515 NYC

David Harth 1999-08-24 David Harth 1999-08-24

Leo

I’ve never met you

You’ve left before a new discovery

You lion, you

Leo

My sign is cancer

A disease I hope I did not end you

Did you get my invite?

Leo

No bible tonight

No 72nd or lower down under

Make me a star

Leo

Your aging face

And little ones up there

It’s nice to be the singing song

I’ll never forget

The name plate I have written

Leo

Father

Art of the man

Should have bumped into you then

Was born too late

Perhaps too early

But now I’ve got Nine

And Nine more coming

Leo

I never saw your shadow

Or heard your footsteps on wood

I never sold you a painting

Or complained once or twice

Leo

For you

I make art

Tonight

99.08.24.23:45:34@296 New York City

In Memory Of Leo Castelli