Infinity Plus One

How relevant are we as heaps
of wasting organic matter
to think think that we have some purpose
than whats already in the cards
dealt for us to play in this life ?
As in vain as we are as whole,
and bold we are to enoble 
ourselves to such worthy a cause.

What is missed is the simple fact  
we have no more say than the next 
who looks to the same sky as we ;
yet we as sure as the sun shines
go forth ever onward seeking
something hididng from being found.
Naked eyes and naked bodies
watching the hands go round and round
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naked I stand before you

no place to hide my flaws

guess that you could say

I'm a rebel without a cause


not quite sure what to do

to gain your applause

what if I dare

pretend I don't care

what would you do


don't hate your naked body,

or give care to those who do,

if we were born with clothes on,

i could understand those few.


methinks it much more shameful,

to be someone who has to hide,

from the nakedness of how you feel

about what you hold inside.



1:27 PM 6/22/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this poem is about people who hide their body to hide their true feelings. it is about the spotless house that belongs to the families who hide their dysfunction from the world by pretending everything is perfect, casting out anything they deem as misfit that might one day expose them to who they truly are

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salty aftermath

naked on the beach,
no towel underneath,
and the sand gritty
beneath, into, and
on top of everything
while lying next to the
ocean's rising tide,
the sea of hating,
remembering all
the loathing words
you spewed, berating,
salty drops of your envy
and resentment,
lost enchanment
drowns me, pulled
into the undertow
of remorse...

par for the course.


10:47 PM 4/27/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem about playing the victim role.

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Naked and fearful, I stand;
Watching the world go by;
I'm not sure if anyone can see me;
In my window on the 16th floor;
I don't even care if they can;
But fearful I stand.

Stripped of my youth;
I never leave my house, my home;
I am an agoraphobic;
So I stay in my home were nothing can harm me;
No new clothes, to many germs;
No pets, they shit too much;
No Love, No kids;
No telling what they have growing inside them;
No open spaces, No closed spaces; everything I fear;

So I watch the world go by without me;
But that's ok, cause I am home... safe.

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Alben stanno tall e nuda

brividi in aria inverni

cerca cappotti da indossare.

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Baume stehen hoch and bare

shivers in der winter-luft

sucht nach mantel zu tragen.

(c) copyright heather burns

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NAKED--DES UNDO ----senryu


Los arboles de pie alto y dio a luz

es lestremece en el aire los inviernos

busca apas de llevar. 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

prepare for us a palm leaf for security, oh GOD.

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