David Harth 1998-02-13 David Harth 1998-02-13

Untitled (Running Love)

Hearing your voice

A comment on desire

Traveling in taxis

That take you no where

To find the feeling

Pulsating

Feel the beating in your heart

Run through your veins

Pumping and thrive

Red booths full of numbers

Make a call to the sea

All the “ans”

Surrounding lights

And fog inset in my eyes

Swishhhhh.....

Run by, Run by -

Choosing the life you had

The drugs I saved

The friends I had

Taking the dog bites out of your leg

Feeling the Beatles crossing Abbey Road

And Bananas between pussy lips

Feeling the feelings I found

Wishing I had not written the ones for bartenders

Feeling the revolutions in my head

And the revolution uprising

The dog continues to run

Around the track

And then its dead.

98.02.13.21:16:47@Earth

David Harth 1998-02-10 David Harth 1998-02-10

Untitled (Red)

A red glow

Silhouettes my shoulders

I can only get a short glimpse

With lights passing by

Long and slender

Leading up to the black shade

Crimson red overflows

I wish I was up my glance

In between the pressure

My lips bitten

Music in my ears

Traveling like a jet landing

Speeding Through

While deer running by

Crossing my path

Purple light go away

Receptionist appeared

Now summer is gone

Another glance

Flesh on the blackness

What do I know?

As my blindness is only

Half empty

And they say,

I can say no to a transfusion

I say fuck it

Give me the lead.

98.02.10.22:11:00@EnRoute->07430

David Harth 1998-01-30 David Harth 1998-01-30

utopia, seen from a hillside

progressive thoughts

thru pleasure and pain

the dreams race

across my wild plains

imagery is ghostly

make believe times

I think of you

he and she

together as one

alone

on the hill

away from it all

about to fall

only to be caught

by the hand

hand of love

no separations allowed

no intruders

no darkness

only cool breezes flow

thru your hair

and thru thy eyes

with the intensity of admiration

with the intensity of touch

a skin tone

a lip tongue

a suckle

reach out and touch it

feel the breeze

above the hill

high above

fall with me

into the pit

the pit of utopia

97.01.30.02:16:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1998-01-01 David Harth 1998-01-01

Untitled (New Year’s Day)

It is New Year’s Day.

What did you do?

Just the other day?

I sat in the center.

The epicenter.

Where 7th meets Broadway.

Where the neon lights are.

Where the movies are filmed.

I sat there.

All day long.

Handcuffed myself.

To a chair,

To the lamppost.

Right in the center.

The great big clock,

Behind me.

Coke in front of me.

I have never snorted.

About to now.

Corporate Surroundings

I wish I had a fuck on me.

I wish I had a smoke.

I sat in the center.

Chained to the chair.

To the lamppost.

I sat all day.

As the clock neared midnight.

I pulled the trigger.

Still handcuffed.

My thoughts now on the lamppost.

97.12.31.00:00:00@NYCUSA

98.01.01.00:00:00@NYCUSA

David Harth 1997-12-11 David Harth 1997-12-11

Untitled (Time)

it makes a bird fly

and the clouds move

it turns heads

and ruins cities

it burns in the night

and floats above the land

it is inside and out

it is above and below

it makes a train run

and the water flow

it reaches a destination

but continues on

it is red and blue

and white and green

it is orange and violet

and amber too

it is interruption

and birth

it is a carriage to a wheelchair

a bicycle to a car

it is a cross on a mound

it is dense and whole

round and square

it is many and few

beyond a far

it is future and past

and everything at last

it is what you and I are made of

and made from

and are going too.

what is it?

97.03.24.16:21:00@31USQWNYC

97.12.11.16:21:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1997-10-21 David Harth 1997-10-21

Untitled (Autumn Leaves)

The leaves were out today

in different shades

yellow and red

green and brown

orange and burnt sienna

They were beautiful

changing colors

with the swaying trees

the cool breeze

and all over

they are on their knees

Two intertwining souls

wrapping around

the thick trunk

leading up to those fascinating

dying leaves

The mountains were covered

with all kinds of foliage

each little bush

each little tree

was a place for you and me

The breeze continued

the trees still swayed

the leaves fell today

but we are still

on our knees

97.10.21.14:09:00@NYC

David Harth 1997-10-07 David Harth 1997-10-07

Untitled (Mystery Woman)

You are a mystery woman to me.

You are large at heart, nothing at sight.

You are everything at mind, everything in the imagination.

I know you by words, not by sight nor by sound.

I know you by vibes, feelings, and truth,

But not by lies.

You are a wind.

I am an angel.

You are a flame.

I am an angel.

You are a rose.

I am an angel.

You are a berry.

I am an angel.

You are a valley of sweetness.

I am an angel.

You are hope

I am an angel.

You are missing.

I am an angel.

You are perceived.

I am an angel.

You are words.

I am an angel.

You are there.

I am an angel.

You are who?

What color are your eyes?

Your eyes?

96.10.07.12:30:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1997-10-07 David Harth 1997-10-07

Untitled (Thoughts Behind)

I come to you in the night

by way of the stars.

I awake with you at the yellow dawn.

by way of the morning sun.

I embrace your loveliness

by way of my arms.

I take you by the hand

I guide you to my water.

I cleanse you up and down

I show you the water.

I clear your thoughts

I soothe your back.

I tear at your heart

asking for more.

I stand behind you

My hands on your shoulders

Rubbing your back

My knee against your bottom cheeks

My arms wrapped around your waist

I guide my hands to your navel

The suds glide downward, my hands upward

My fingers run across your breasts

Tight squeeze

A hug of love

Behind you, I am not ashamed.

Behind you, I am erect.

My hands run across your hard red nipples.

96.10.07.03:30:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1997-10-02 David Harth 1997-10-02

Untitled (Dark Love)

allow me

bend your neck

curve toward the shadow

let me in

a penetration

sunken teeth

withdraw thy blood

allow me

to show you a way

a river shadow

a dark lover

be with the blackness

come toward the light

the light of grey

show me your beauty

the puncture I will create

let me suck out your blood

be a devil to the daughter

be a horror to your imagination

be real to thy flesh

I in black, you in black

lace and silk sheet tonight

candle burns

heat in overdrive

turn towards the mirror

and beware

no reflection in sight

an angel came down one day

he said

then again

a devil dug upwards

toward the sky

toward her inner thigh

suck and suck

the one in black

wings of glory

in all its fury

soar the skies

the midnight moons

then,

you might discover...

his drive

his shadow

his beneath-the-belt

97.10.02.01:27:00@NYC

David Harth 1997-09-18 David Harth 1997-09-18

Untitled (Christmas Two)

leather straps

huge mountains

big trees

nature hikes

christmas stuffers

and midnight wonders

christmas is coming..

who will be..

under that mistletoe?

christmas is coming

who is weak,

who is strong?

please

on your knees

song from above

a heaven once lost

a gray cloud

no longer embraces

a hope

a glare

a sheer dress

slip under

over and out

white blouse

shower with

behind and around

frolic on the ground

playground

and heat

i think they will meet

time will tell

the tale of two

and two be it

when two are part of you

97.09.18.22:12:27@NYC

David Harth 1997-09-15 David Harth 1997-09-15

Untitled (White Mess)

Sheerness

Attractiveness

Make a mess

Clean up the spice

Wipe me clean

It’s not lean

Take it apart

Undo the button

Later

a lotion on your back

Tonight

back up against the wall

feel you around

clean up my mess

My mess

Pulled in

Squeeze

Thin, tight, tiger

up down, barret and all

curve #1

curve #2

mountain, feel it

valley, portray it

reflection

in the mirror:

make a mess.

white rose

lather

cleaned it up

white rose

blow the wind

white rose

with thorns

white rose; took her from the city

took her to the tropics

white rose

she cleaned up my mess

white rose

she made me make a mess

back rub

bend over

back rub

clean up the mess

outside

blinds down

a wonder and a john

then inside

wet down

smile

perk

a midnight nap

a twenty dollar ride

a late ride

then you wake up

try to explain

take an invite

after the mess

after, only,

that mess.

97.09.15.15:29:41@NYC

David Harth 1997-07-21 David Harth 1997-07-21

Untitled (Love)

it holds you tight

holds you in

showers you with guilt

all about

it grasps you

the more you go

the deeper you are in

the more time

the greater the grip

it encompasses you

engulfs you

swallows you up

doesn’t let you breathe

it makes you think

makes you weak

takes your time

and makes great taste

it’s over there and over here

it’s all around

but never right here

but when inside

deep inside

it holds you

doesn’t allow you to leave

until you go

and wave goodbye

and then

a new one comes along

but, how long?

has it been?

97.07.21.02:06:00@NYC

David Harth 1997-06-12 David Harth 1997-06-12

Untitled (Comments On Love)

The measurements exceed

The unpredictable is only around the corner

The levels are complex

The confusion lies within

The alterations are not made

The voices are never heard

The thoughts race like buffalos

The memories intrude

The fantasies never become real

The dreams are death defying

The love is passionate but not local

The real time has come

The real one is here

Here I am.

97.01.12.00:00:00@Earth

David Harth 1997-05-14 David Harth 1997-05-14

Untitled (Spare)

Spare it.

Spare the thought

Take the trip

Feel the reason

Don’t question a step

Don’t deny

Take a spin

Spare any lies

Go with the heart

Follow the streets

Follow that star

If the sun comes down

I will be there

If the sun comes down

I would like you to be there

Spare some time for me

I have all the time for you

Feel the sunlight

Feel the warmth I can give

Cradle you in my arms

All night long

An embrace

A beautiful one

A holding one

A real one

97.05.14.01:00:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1997-04-06 David Harth 1997-04-06

Untitled (You & Me)

ah, my dear beloved, worshipper of me, worshipper of death:

I will devour you entirely

I will steal you away in the city of lights

You will perform to me

Upon me

For I am your thundering storm

I am huge

And you shall perform on me

Through the streets filled with names and monopolies

Behind the desk of authority, you will

Get down and kneel

Before me you will perform

A great storm

Breathe this flaming rock

Inside and out

Meet it half way

Then take it all the way

97.04.06.00:00:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1997-04-04 David Harth 1997-04-04

Untitled (You)

you wild woman,

you make me weak,

above the knees,

below the belt,

you make me weak,

your accent at heart

your tone in voice,

you make me weak,

you break a boundary

you treat a soul,

you make me weak,

you take a chance,

you call the devil,

you learn how to kneel,

you believe in love,

your heart tells you no,

your body tells you other,

you make me weak,

you lose control,

and then I enter,

and over and over,

I fuck you again.

The measurements exceed

The unpredictable is only around the corner

The levels are complex

The confusion lies within

The alterations are not made

The voices are never heard

The thoughts race like buffaloes

The memories intrude

The fantasies never become real

The dreams are death defying

The love is passionate but not local

The real time has come

The real one is here

Here I am.

97.04.04.00:00:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1996-12-10 David Harth 1996-12-10

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

96.12.10.03:00:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1996-10-07 David Harth 1996-10-07

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.

96.10.07.23:45:00@31USQWNYC

David Harth 1996-10-07 David Harth 1996-10-07

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.

Untitled (America 3rd)

Complication

Invitation

Revolution

Imagination

Motivation

Impregnation

Juxtaposition

Location

Separation

Dislocation

Verification

96.10.07.12:15:00@31USQWNYC