America: my nakedness is your ruin
my nakedness is weakness incarnate
I am weak and frail
America: you made me so you
made it so you made is o
cut me a deal:
leave me alone to my devices
and I will turn gold in to words
of praise
otherwise, they are words to waste
i may live to be one hundread years
and call it young
and poke around int he darkness of
eternal light
squinting through cataract blue sky
eyes smiling
you beat me for not dancing for you when i have given
my all america and i sit
i9n this corner scowling because
help is not a word recognized in the dictionary of
lonely men
all alone never lost in the
land of familiar places
like memories of histories of
incremental change truning
the wheels of lost time
gathering
and death never had a
home here in the land of
a million smiles because
it's all in gods hand
now and god bless you,
god bless me, god bless
America where i put my
faith God
and a cold steel
rail never had a place to
sit on top of the naked
back of the slow death
in warmth of standing life gone
we watched the stars go out one
by one as the sun rose on
another day and we breathed
the thin mountain air hard
and long and hallucinated
colors in other countries and
other languages all day
all day every day
gasping for death