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The Piper gets old
Darkness falls
w/out any reason
I’ve felt too much sadness
in the sunlight of this season
Come across
too much loss
while carrying
an ownerless cross
is it too much?
Overdue karmic payment?
or just some such?
Into each life some rain must fall
I don’t remember
Requesting this waterfall
There’s something to be said
for keeping your head down
and trudging along
but the Piper gets old
and so does his song
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Spiderwebs
Struggling with the spiderwebs in my mind
Trying to cope with them as assigned
Spiders approaching as so inclined
As another credit card is declined
This state of mind
That comes to stay
Then goes away
Only to
Return with vengeance
On another overloaded day
Then
Perhaps back to wence it came
But I can’t find
Any pattern or
convenient god to blame
I have found hope w/out Dope
Tho the ups and downs
feel very much the same
And life presents a monster
Too wild to tame
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roost
All my inherent sadness
has come home to roost
w/ more than a dash of madness
& resentments freshly juiced
Turn by turn I’m further gone
Spinning wheels in
Burning mud from hell
Dusk to dawn
& on & on & on
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Poisoned
Poison water, poison air
poison thought and poison lives
Seems we’ve forgotten
that we’re members of a common hive
Some preach about God
then make the reach
that they’re the chosen ones
living privileged lives
Unwinding logic with arrogance
skipping out on penitence
while pissing in the wishing well
claiming the rest of us
have a one way ticket to hell
on a speeding burning bus
as they put ‘”Love thy brother as thy self”
and “Judge not lest ye be judged”
somewhere on a darkened shelf
meanwhile I’m sitting in the sun
on a near perfect autumn day
proposing that the “Right Way”
Is what’s best for ALL of us
know very well I ain’t
no saint
or claiming some “new” land
like the “esteemed” Columbus
or a pilgrim laying out a feast
on some altruistic table
inviting friends at least
instead I can’t help feeling
humanity was a good idea
right up to Cain and Abel
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What the Monkey can do
I abandoned aspiration
Somewhere
in an off-white hall
Then
Last night
Poets held court in the park
& somewhere
Among the red blue and green
Haired leather
A spark or two awoke,
Danced w/ punks junkies
& other assorted fans
Of the darkness
That gives light to art
I know what the monkey can do
Got my share of demons too
Smokey shadows of shattered
mirror dreams
I look forward to the past
Hoping to find
The piece that’ll make me whole
The peace that fits
Where I
Tore out my soul
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where
It’s almost 2 AM
I’m not sleeping
I’m crying
And dying a little in my weeping
Too much tragedy
Too much loss
Too much pain
For a man already
At the bottom of his game
I want to be invisible
Don’t want to be seen
Still I’d be divisible
‘cuz nothing is in between
& nothing is what I’ll become to you
LOOK MA! I’M NOTHING
TORN IN TWO!
I’m the right man for the job you say
It’s brutal but beautiful pay
& Honey isn’t coming home
and never will
the one I love is disappearing still
To see her try to speak
w/ no affect
& no words forthcoming
just a heartbreaking blank stare
We both know she’s going
but no one can say where
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A Moment from Midnight
A moment of midnight
“Hey, look guys!”…
the pain comes shining through
Sanity fades from sight
& no one knows why I’m blue?
No, no one knows
What makes me blue
Sitting alone in the dark
thinking about what I had
until the theory went bad
Staring
out
a window
Into the night
Impulsive, this always hungry shark
No sense of Wrong or Right
& can you tell me the difference?
It’s not black or grey or white,
dawn midnight twilight
Only shades of blue,
shades of blue
No one knows just what we had
something went bad
‘cuz now you’re sad for
or mad at me
A chain of pain
I try to forge a key
I’ll try to be content
like a cat sleeping in the sun
I’ll try to be charming
I’ll try to be fun
the future can be alarming
a moment from midnight
what’s done is done
Moments in midnight
tell me about Wrong and Right
impulsive always hunting shark
swimming alone in the dark
a moment from midnight
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Crystal birds at the unseen door
Crystal birds
Blasting sunshine
I’m drifting way past sleep
Sometimes mourning
Comes when morning comes
Oneself must give oneself
Time to weep
& Sometimes nothing comes
& nothing goes
Find myself staring
Into empty space with
nothing to give or keep
The Cacophony Calliope
Never slows
Shaman drumming ancient vibrations
Calling from within the deep
Dimly lit cavernous echoes
Of perceptive cellular memories
I watch the world
And wonder how many stop
To feel what lies beneath
The surging surface emotions
That we act upon
It’s sad, we could be so much more
if we tried to reach that unseen door
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Summers Divinity
Strange delivery
a smiling girl
a smiling sun
in a crystal sky
Summers’ Divinity
A pleasant breeze
Flowing hair
laying in the grass
heated air
Silken touch
childlike innocence
shining eyes
Under flowing hair
Give to me
Let me see
your Summer’s Divinity
Beaches and tans
lovers holding hands
Heaven’s golden stair
on flowing heated air
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The Hunt
A ravaging wolf is Howling at the moon
Swallowing darkness in the hunt
Passion driven blood lust
Hunger hunt or mate to find?