and "spoken for" still

the young hippie boy
the young hippie girl

cursed by the killer mouths on teevee
blamed for it all

let these liars rot in hell

be true child
always

be true always
to yourself

better to die  self enflamed
then to live like a pig in amerikka

better to die with the truth on your tongue
than to live like a pig in amerikka

.


////  • ||
<>
/    (   (     \

               )   )

(        )

barefoot girl

::

One with the turning of

Raw seasons

""

Walks and talks with the

Creatures of the field

•

She knows the language

Of creation

•       •

she feels !

)0(
0(  •  )0
      ooo    

barefoot girl

::

she knows the language of creation

She knows you
                              ( and your dream )

She will fill your heart with pure meaning

if you your truest innocence yield

he ****** her on the hempen hill
the birds were singing
"haiku!      haiku!!"

on the highway to heaven
he looked toward his lord
and said

"won't you help me save the world?

we done played it close to the vest

we thought about "tomorrow"

we went to schools and became dumb
as s--t

we tired so very tired

--

every now an then

we went out on a tuesday

on a tuesday

on a tuesday every now an then

we went and voted!!!!!

--

we tired so very

tired a bein good

good little
.......................fools

--

it aint your world
ya creeps ya thugs ya goons!

it aint your world
pig thieves and con men!

we so tired a bein good!

we are here today

your money buys tomorrow!

we don't live "tomorrow!"

come dance

come dance

rasta man!

tying dyed colors together

light shinning thru stain-glassed windows

WE MOVE HERE  OR THERE
(>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>peace
........or
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>WAR!!!)

HAVE YOU
........................decided?

'''''''''''''
'''''''''''''­

our words can shatter realities
but we have chosen
simple to pretend
that we are
..............MAD!!!!!!!!

'''''
'''''

she stands always
naked
BEFORE ME

(as you know!)

THE EL-TRAIN rumbles
........thru..............

the Vegetarian or the
meat-eater

streets

---------------------------\
----------
/-------------/

come away.....BOY!
(or ........girl!)

it is

ALL FU--ED-UP..here

come away
boy or girl

come FAR SO VERY FAR AWAY!

then we shall see what we shall do

(                    
•      
     )




                                                           ­        ^^^~~~^^^~~~^^^

                                                ­   & only I am here to tell the tale !

////

Do you think Bill Clinton is REALLY a ******* ?

••                                    
                       ­                               ••

( do you even care )

••

Do you think that your lover is REALLY a ******* ?

( I do )

•

Do I think that you ARE a *******

( even a child can abuse a child )

//                                      
                                                //

//

Some say dying is beautiful

//

//

But maybe not Janis Joplin
or
Jim Morrison

•••••••••••••

In the last throes of despair

We tell so many stories

PRAY don't listen !

Gentle walk in rainy dream
Footsteps fall

Rain a fallin on the street

I find you there
-----

I said for sure that
I would come

Every single drop of rain
Heard my vow and does repeat

Ever so solemnly
To anyone who haps to wait
----
All reflections of your eye
Who gently walk the rainy dream
..
Solemn footsteps urgently
All the promises to keep

--

You who seek
Know that I

Am always here
For you to find

isn't that a person is depressed

THE PROBLEM IS THAT DEPRESSION KILLS

AND THAT THE DEPRESSED PERSON IS DYING

/////

)(                                   )(
(                                   <^>                                   )
^
////  • ||
<>
                           )
              #####
             / \        /\

~~~~~~~

if you are willing to take COMPLETE RESPONSIBILITY
for the healing of the depressed person

Please do so

If not .... Get out of the way

///

As all religions
All philosophies
All sacred teachings

State ( in some way )

There is a Power
A Logos

A reasoning essence
At the heart of creation

In the beginning was the Word ( logos )
And the Word ( logos ) was with God
And the Word ( logos ) was God

::::::::

And Jesus was the Word  ( logos ) made flesh

//////

Now
I am not a Christian nor a bible thumper

And I am only using these terms because most of us
Are familiar with them

••

The creation itself is being described as a movement of
Pure reason ( logic )

Moving in the direction of the creation of pure man

With ( like the immune system of the body )

A BUILT IN healing mechanism ( Jesus )

That can be activated by MERE DECISION

( he who had ears to hear
Let him hear )

So
If you listen to the Word
The very act of listening

( triggered by your decision to listen / to hear )

Will reveal unto you a path toward healing

And an awakening notion of your true IDENTITY
and the truth that you were created

Out of LOVE
As LOVE
feeling LOVE

for the sake of LOVE

but !!

IT IS A CONSCIOUS DECISION
THAT MUST BE MADE TO EMBRACE THIS WORD

/////

This is as simple as I can express it in the absence of
Any feedback on the subject

••

Now

When I offered this simple truth to a depressed person
On this site I was roundly condemned

The gist of the complaint was that by offering advice
Concerning the depression

That I was violating her sacred right to be depressed
And to express her depression

I was told that

NO ! LIFE IS NOT OF THIS LOGOS

LIFE IS IRRATIONAL !

LIFE ( logos )
Is just something or other doing nothing in
Particular

Just ( you know ) something we gotta just put
Up with

Suffer thru and then we die

( THE VERY THOUGHT THAT CAUSES
ONE TO BE DEPRESSED ! )

and that she had written a poem she should be proud of

And we are all depressed

So ( hey !)

Let's all be depressed together !!

••

Now ( obviously )
NO ONE ACTUALLY SAID THIS

IN THESE WORDS !

But that's what they said

///////

And of course the depressed girl agreed with them

//

Now
I would say

The depressed girl was over -whelmed by the

Unity of the lies and the liars

And ...... (?)

And what ?

Now believes the best that can happen is that

Sometimes she will feel less depressed

And all her " friends "

Will continue to writes praises for her expressed depression

••

NO ONE ELSE EVEN SUGGESTED ANY SOLUTION

BUT STUBBORNLY MAINTAINED THAT THERE IS NO
SOLUTION

THAT THERE IS NO SPIRITUAL POWER

THAT NO DECISION ON HER PART CAN
CHANGE HER EXPERIENCE

THAT ANYONE WHO CARES ENOUGH
TO ATTEMPT TO CURE THE PERSON
IS TRYING TO CONTROL HER

THAT LITTLE

TOOTSIE -  GOOD - SHOES

Expressions of solidarity in the pain

Are the best she can get

And these good souls who are telling her

IT'S ALL RIGHT TO BE DEPRESSED
IT'S NOT A DANGEROUS CONDITION

JUST TRUST US !
WE KNOW !

Do know

••

So I end as I began

DO YOU TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY
FOR YOUR STATEMENTS ?

if so // good

If not // get out of the way

  •

I am not preaching god or religion

But I must say

( with absolutely no anger
But with heart felt concern )

That to deny the healing power

That to divert one from the understanding
Of this power

Is bad karma

REALLY BAD KARMA

we are free

divine love abounding

we are free

in divine integrity

we are free
--
-
--

come

the true songs play loud

the singers gather

i among

A true understanding of science
Is refreshing and liberating

That's why they don't teach it in the schools anymore
--
KIDS! KIDS

Maybe let your body "go to school"

But no,never!
YOUR HEART!
-
Love all the other kids
..
And know
NO! IT'S NOT THE TEACHER'S
FAULT!
-----

Clear and critical thinking
Respect for experience and integrity
Love of wisdom
Trust for truthfulness
Knowing the union of sexuality and creativity
Generousity of spirit
.
THESE THESE!
ONLY YOUR OWN
-----
We walk the poet mystique hand in hand
We paint the lovely
Sing the harmony that creates the world

Tiny tiny tiny
.
Except for the mighty power
Of love

That we trace in the sands just so's we remember
What there is
To remember

(                                          )
•                                  •
)                            (

WHO ?

•••••••

how much closer must DEATH come ?

The silent children -- but the SCREAM is felt and known

We are all -- ALL! -- refugees

••

How much closer CAN death come ?

••

In movies little girls
Still paint their fingernails

••

We paint our dreams with tales of horror and blood

••

We peddle our egos and look for gold

In their dying eyes

••

WHO  ?

We walk the wet nights looking for eachother

Looking for the weak to plunder and the strong to join

••

We shame the gods and the creation

••

We are silent though our SCREAMS are felt

As DEATH approaches and we yield

and then again:
out against the "tide!"
the killings that go on and on
while we weep
while we "sleep it off"
while we wonder why
all love has died.

and then again:
where are we really?
i mean
really
what are we doing
as the killings go on?

the "peace within"
the final escape
the spiritual escapade with its
own endearingly repeatable stories
hiding our most treasured vulnerability

and then again:
and we
again
resume our truthfulness

hopefully

well anyway
that is the best of endings
we might find

within the nature
of the story

Corpses talking!

NO !  NO !
WE ARE  -----  THE PEOPLE!

(We are who
Shall prevail)

••

(We are the corpses
But
WE SHALL PREVAIL)

••

---------        still trapped in the fantacy of
princes & princesses       ---------

(Still lost in images of romance & escape)

••

You are real!
You are not a SHOW
You Facebook dumb *****

&
Twittering **** brains!

••

(REAL?
What's that?

You mean
LIKE ALIVE!
****!
That's wild man)

••
••

Humanity itself is already enslaved
&
Here we are

Writing inane poems about our
"Lovers!"
&
***** pain!

••

(Gonna look lame when the bombs start exploding)

••

People already starving on the streets

••

Paint the picture that is HERE

•

Perhaps we should elect human beings into office
Instead of

LAME *** GORILLAS?

Instead of

LUNATIC NARCISSISTIC  GREEDY
ASSASSINS?

••

What do you think
Boys  & girls?

••

Love means somethin else than what we think

Ooh shubbie doobie doo
Ooh shubbie doobie doo
Ooh shubbie doobie
Ooh shubbie doobie
Ooh shubbie doobie
DOO!
---
///
__
This is a sacred chant first chanted
Back in the streets a Philadelphia
In the hard years a Philadelphia
When Philadelphia was hardly to be called civilized
Back in the 1950's
When America was young and brutal
And we who chanted it and called down the gods
Were beautiful wise pure and proud!
--
We chanted
We survived
Love prevailed

And you are here little ones
You are here.!!!

PRAISE  GOD!

it's not so  hard
to tell your story.....

......lovers ?

we walk concrete
we meet
we dream

say

"i remember"

and the lie is done

--

arms race armaments
for glory

hearts beat
the beat of the song

we are always

"the last to know"

why is that?

--

walkin tall

or not

walkin at all

--

that's the way it is

too too tired to still be alive
too too "so very"

and you

pretending to love me!

what's the game ya  play
huh, babe?

what kinda game?

snuggle cozy love in a prison bed
im already tired
almost dead

ya wanna take me to
"all the way gone?"

it seems ya really tryin
to have us both
doin
nothin but cryin

why you tryin so hard
to get me hard
huh babe?

as a girl

ya too too lazy

and i aint  enough crazy
to be with
the likes a you

the sacred

the simple

we are so
aware

of all that is happening

------

the wise

the humble

the mountains sing of

healers and saints

waiting for you

--------

sorrow
sorrow
sorrow

in sorrow they wait

sorrow

you take so long

--------

sacred simplicity

the world!

the world reveals the 1000
faces of man

---

children

wait to be born

birth waits

for the killing to end

----

sorrow
sorrow
sorrow

they wait so long

---------

we are the sacred dance

we

we are the healers and saints

we wait in sorrow

in sorrow

we wait for our courage

we wait so long

half living...half dead
(something like that)

touching both sides
weighing them well
up and against eachother

as LOVE-ITSELF

i really have nothing to say

i try to convey some wisdom, that 's all

we are really not quite simply
as narscistic as we pretend
to be

so hidden

(usually by false exageration
of filial or "attractive" love)

a hidding place offering
false security

these are but opiates and are
the same

as all the other ones

we talk about

oh well

heading into the
"final inning"

who shall win?

WE DON'T YET KNOW
THE NAME OF THE GAME

Live!

..

We write our fables and go within
--

We are the heros

Or the fools
--

The lovers or the walking dead

Defeated
Soldiers
Roads of scorn
..
Wander
Lost
Afraid
.
Death
.
Little  child
My arms!
What am I holding?
Can I carry you
Anymore?
--
We were fooled
..
We won't be fooled anymore
.
From the prison
Does it matter?
----
Live and just go on!
--
What does that mean?
It means nothing

(
                                                         )
                 (
                                         )
                                      \/
                                     /\
                                     /    \
•••                                                                  

now here sits me
On my     Broken knees

Singin

Hey giga gigy and the Bullgyne Run
          
                                          ••

the songs were sung and the lovers came

The death rained down
The mountains turned into flames

when asked if we would do it all over again

We just said

" We were oh so ready "

//////

Hey hey hey

Almost done -------

Singin

Hey giga gigy and the Bullgyne Run

/////                                          

The ancient symbolism

                             •

The only way to say a thing


////
                                               •••••

Soft lovers making love on broken glass streets

||||

I seen One !

HOLY **** !

////                                              
So

Basically

Besides the fact that you nibble on eachother
Now
                  &
                                   Then

What the hell else are you doing ?

|||||

The winds of death are roaring

///.::.///

AND ?

Oh yeah

Yer nibbling on eachother

/////

And here sits me on       Broken knees

Singing

Will I wake up in the morning ?

Blood drunk
Face down on the floor

Yea you!

Jesus Christ
--
Give me a f--king break!
---
I loved the girl with the big *****
But she's gone
...
I loved the Street 'fore the tanks came
(Can you remember?)
///
I loved making love
On the beach

I loved to be 'hind the barricades
Knowing that you would
----
----
Stand there
With me
///
///
The hell with the grand old images
..
The hell with it all
-
Face down on the floor
---
YEA
BUT IT'S A GOOD PLACE TO
DREAM AGAIN

That true

AND I KNOW WHERE'S THE GIRL
WITH THE BIG *****

You do!?

SHE WAITIN' FOR YOU
HIND THE BARRICADES

Let's go!
---
Let's die like men
Or win with grace

And free the street
For the child's sake

Our vision it ain't no mistake

And we will do what ever it takes
Whatever
It takes

Oh God!!

Whatever it takes

Let us do whatever it takes

(                                                      
•                                        
)                          





                                              /\ ~~^^~~ /\ ~~~~^ ~~ /\ ~~~~~^

Earth Momma !

the silken street
The silent street

It is surely
Now the hour

•

The Wiccan sky !

It bleeds  !

Children wander hungry amid laughing eyes

•

Earth Momma !

The magic is dying

The myths are forgotten

Only your bow and arrows

Only the falcon

Only the dragon

Only the long sword in your arms

///

We call ourselves Poets !

•

But look at how we paint these times !

••

Earth Momma !

Please be here for the Earthly Child

THE NAKED CHILD
THE WONDROUS CHILD

teach us to be not afraid

.




Tolling


..


In the darkness

DEATH

GROWING

//

we sit listening

Pretend we are not hearing

The

BELLS BELLS BELLS !

""

We talk so well

Of loving !


In the graveyard

Dancing with corpses
To the tune
Of


the BELLS!

and the bleak terrain
we try too hard to be inconsequential

...we succeed too well....

the dark ***** children
(the consequences)

are not to be
trivialized

the imagery is of busted bodies
and of dogs
wandering about in cowardice

as we we proceed
inconsequentially

day by day

(yes we do)

Strange Vision
.
It's hard to be real precise
About how it is
..
How
Can we describe
Such strangers
As we know ourselves and others
To be?
..
Still "freaks?"
----
Well
We don't hardly know each-other
Very well
--
Strange Vision
--

The Vision of the
New World Order
Is a strange new world

Of alien reptilian people
With their fangs unfurled

Having fun
(Aren't we?)
--
Silence
//
//
//
Pornographic rain
--
Did you see her?
Feel her?
Touch her?
Know her?
;;;;
[{which one?}]
//
//
//
We are so clever
So
Very
Clever

So very awesomely clever

corned beef on rye!
lots a mustard!
cole slaw and a dill pickle!

the jewish delicatesen on 2nd ave

and then there's israeli foreign policy

--------------

"HURRAY FOR THE RED WHITE AND BLUE!
HURRAY FOR THE RED WHITE AND BLUE!
HURRAY FOR THE RED WHITE AND BLUE!"

ok

i'm done sayin that

-------------

they are lynching Negroes again
.
(in a most-sanitized way)
.
lynching the simple nature of man
.
we watch expectantly
waiting for an Intervention
.
but NO!
all we receive
is an Intimation
of our mortal vulnerability
.....
the rope's around your neck
N---boy!!!
.
take it off and go Home

She scratched her name on her school desk

And filled in the lines with blood
••

She wanted the GRAND LOVE ESCAPE

But only nerdy little Joey was real so she dissed him

And went for the DUDE!

---

Now she complains that she's all ****** up

(Just like she wanted to be!)
••••

Meanwhile

The world is being stolen
And the earth *****

But she is grieving for nothing
And so is too busy to think

••

She

Scratches her name on the desk

And

Reaches into her pocket for her blade

Complacently insane

She has

At last

Learned to blend in perfectly!

the sentient glow of us all
here together!

the midnight dreams dancing
in the dawn!

the moving unto and into and on!

WE ARE NOT DECIEVED
WE KNOW EXACTLY WHAT A LIAR IS

the fragrances
that linger when we pass

eachother...each on his special
mission or journey

the gentle reminders of the sacred past
of which we are the fruit and the seed

the understand of how frail
we may be

as a fragile human being

WE ARE NOT DECIEVED
WE KNOW WHAT A LIAR IS

the lovers are here now
be at peace

the midnight dreams are dancing
in the dawn

softer

the footsteps are heard...then fade

wiser

many the sorrowful days
we tended to the true

and were saved

dance with me child
the wars rage

dance with we child

please

---------

open the door
open the door
open the door

i shall meet you in the street

Legions of the ******
black horse racing 'cross the borderlands
flaming hooves
burnin hot

well, are you comin or not
with the Legions of the ******?

see the lovely maidens
with children in hand

the junk crazed schoolyards
(by whose plan?)

the spirit warriors
takin a stand

eyes from the mountains
and then

a voice cryin out
"where are the men?"

Legions of the ******
black horse racing 'cross the borderlands
flaming hooves
burnin hot

well, are you comin or not
with the Legions of the ******?

..............and then
voices cryin out

"where are the men
where are the men
where are the men"

We are lost songs drifting
---

We are .......

.......Or not?

..

WE DONT KNOW

•••

Come!

BE REAL!

TAKE "FORM"

(a human body

One with a SOUL!)

••
If you remember
••

Sons and daughters

Of **** and steel

Of

Oil and electricity

•••

Take YE human shape

(If you remember)

she fell into my arms

(ah..but
it is only me
here)

lad of the 1000 hates
betrayals
things like that

she fell from immaculate grace
into my arms

me......

my arms
and heart

(some people get all
the luck
some...
none)

lad of the 1000 screams
of the  1000 nights
waiting with
open arms
in case someone
was falling

(someone is always falling)

by the ioo's they are
by the 1000's
they fall down

lad of the 1000 hates
betrayals
things like that

i seen another human being once

(things change)

i'll only see you
when you have fallen
into my arms

and again
immaculate grace

nakedly ****** and showing no strain

purely divine

sure and complete in her utter poverty

-----------

***** feet

eyes sparkling with light

the light that is life

---------

we walk as if in a daze

we encounter demons

and pretend they're our own

------------

if i was alone i could be with her

if i was alone

if i was nakedly pure and poor

and searching

i could walk with her forever

----------

she dies completely and so she lives

---------

nakedly ******

purely divine love

parodies our lonliness

enabling us

to join together as the world

In the center
Oh the

Storm

•

The naked burning city street

••

Put away the pain child

No need to carry it no more

Put an end to the game child

Your little drops a blood just gettin me bored

Be more than a drama queen

••

In the center of reality

Who gives a **** bout your
Lover's hold

Upon your tormented soul

That you allow to die  in vain

Put away the pain child

What a thing to turn into a game!

Wanna know what LIFE means

And you a silly drama queen!

.••

Graffiti graffiti
On the wall

Who gonna stand tall
With the WARRIOR?

Playin games with the pain child

Your blood lust gets a bit old

Seems your soul

Is gettin sold

Turning you into a drama queen

Put away the pain child

The pain child
The pain child

Pick yourself up from the floor

Face to face with SOUL WARRIOR

He wants you standing there soul-clean

He sure as hell don't need

No drama queen!

••

In the center of the storm

In the down town city street

We  know who he gotta meet

And it ain't no  fool with ****** arms and legs

It ain't no  twisted drama queen

me n bob dylan won day
but night was different

we hurt eachother badly
and alan was not so gay

and stopped jacking
kerouacly speaking

so we ate our sunflowers
and walted away

into the sunset

but knowing

absolutely

TRUE GLORY

Patty cake
Patty cake

Poet boy

Words for free

Truth his toy

----

String em together in a line

Lace them with *** and bouncing rhyme

-

Paint a picture

Of youth
And it's

Despair

..

Then sell em razor blades

To **** themselves

-
Then get the hell

Outta there

at night she'd walk thru the neighborhood
totally naked and smokin a cigar

the neighbors would rush up to her and say
you shouldn't be walkin thru the neighborhood
totally naked and smokin a cigar

as if by magic a broomstick would appear
and she so nimbly would hop aboard

and off she'd go up into the sky
and fly so magestically 'midst the stars

in the morning she'd come out her front door
fully clothed, and get into her car

and ride off to work or school
(no-body really knew for sure)

a few nights later, there she'd be
walking thru the neighborhood
totally naked and smokin a cigar

in
"tolerable condition'"

i wander...
....amongst
homeless people and stars

paved roads
Golden
(dental fillings flashing)

*******..
......f--cking   horselike
and gilded laughter

strained people
(ornamental)

CORPORATION
................................­..........wars

if i was a black man
..................nee "*****"
......................nee "niggra"
............
..............................nee "human being"
...................................................
......­.......................

(if i was)

as

alien space/time ships
golden with Gold
...........................money

..........................­nee "mammon"
.......................nee"evil"
...............nee "devil"

float
serenely complacent

like
.....................chem-trails
like
..........­.............politicians
like
..............televisiom
like
...do­pe

thru our

VANITY
----------
----------
----------

enough!
no mas!

bulls--t!
bulls--t!!
bulls--t!!!

enogh!
no mas!

BULLS--T

nuclear explosions
explode

core of being

LIGHT

REAL

NOW

-------

YOU!!!!!!

come from out the
glory

of a tongue

up your a---hole.....

into the world

yes the love we want is simply here to take
yes it is!

but what is it?
what do we want?

hidden beyond "sexless ****"
hidden beyond "cluster bombs"
and "death dealing world leaders"
hidden beyond fears and phobias
and addicted madness
and perverse release

so simple

it is all here
we see it and want it

will we dare take it?

who will just take it?

its for free

Reading about SANDY HOAX
again
----
It can't all be a hoax!
Is it a hoax?
What do I know?
--
The cops story is  stupid!
But "stupid" ain't "hoax"
But
Why is it stupid?
--
"Quit insulting the parents of the dead children !"
you say
But!!
--
But that's what the stupid story does!
I'm
Only seeing that their story is stupid
I'm not making it stupid.!
--
But
"Stupid" ain't "hoax"

True
::::
But it's sure **** close

"slaves of god"
.............................in koine greek
"dolos"
------------

i must (MUST!)
find you............there

i must (MUST!)
know you
for KNOWLEDGE IS LIFE!

I MUST KNOW YOU SO THAT YOU MIGHT
HAVE THE POWER TO KNOW ME!

for KNOWLEDGE is life

and so it is that we bestow
LIFE unto eachother
so that we might live

and all
must (MUST!).....

give
in order to recieve

or none are here
and we fade away

and time fades away
and space fades away

and memory..............
----------

slaves unto EACHOTHER
so be it

the creation
that forever
........................"IS"

tears....the heart is broken

but

////

?????????

//////


we carry tomorrow proudly

------------

we carry tomorrow proudly

come little child

we carry you

---------

the one holiness
carries

the one sanctity

we cannot fail

we never fail

----------

tears

we see you

tears

we carry

unto holiness

everyone

The great guru come an all the little boys an girls become angels or saints or whatever

But some jes ignored the creep and went to college an got drunk and now owe millions a dollars to the government and got married
And are miserable little scummy people who vote for ******* and thieves and complain about it

And the angels jes float around talkin a peace an that **** but do look happy I don't know it's all strange here makin no sense at all

But I jes watch wait an do nothin much about anything

•

Then I seen all the dumb high school ******* dickin wit their razor blades and ****** fire hydrants or something so weird
Whatever!

It got me mad with myself sittin an laughing I
Don't know
I decided to be a saint an float around but I don't speak a peace but a yer friggin insanity an plead wit ya ta knock  it da ******* it ain't necessary but ya say it is so keep on doin it if ya feel like it I gotta go it alone if yer so **** complacent about it ya know what I mean?

It a great life if ya live
But if ya don't
It's jes a joke

Wit no one laugh at it
Ya know what I mean?

here

amid the broken

amid those who
never had a chance
to start

here

--------

the poets waste themselves
on self-love

ignoring

self-discovery

--------

broken poets

never starting

amid the loveless world

to feel

what their words might mean

had they any

sincerity

----------

simple love

is the love that doesnt die

if it died

it wasnt love

YOU MUST KNOW THAT

MUSTNT YOU?

------

here

the broken promises made

from indecipherable sentences

using meaningless words

spoken aloud to no-one

by

liars and thieves

----

come

let's leave

Dream--
The drama!
Up above?
Drone airplane
---
--2--
---
*****
Good ***** gone to seed
Come with me tonight
We'll ride the D-train
Unto heaven
--
4
---
Homeless
***** in the park
.
Homed
***** on the homeless

Republican Party Christian
--
5
--
Big ***
*******

Stupid

I want her
---
3
-----
In a while
In a while

In a while

Out the window?
Out the door!
--
7
---

I said to her
"Come with me
We shall make eternity
And lovely
Babies"
.
BUT I DON'T  know YOU!
She said
..
"So what's your point?"
I sez
---
5  1/3
----
This is the POEM
that'll save the world!
.
OH GOD
THE PRESSURE'S ON!!

all the *****
fat with the sittin

all the minds
and dead dreams there
amid
the stolen hours

all the hearts
frozen with deception

all of us
all of us!
yea
all of us

--------

come!

believe in somethin!

believe in things true!

bring it on!

-----

yer fat ***
get up off it!

give up the stolen hours

of your heart's  deceptions

---

bring it on

---------

gentle melody

smooth rythms

we

live for forever

be here

The poor abuser
(00ps!

I mean
ABUSED)

Yeah

The poor abused kid sat back
Kicked his (or her!) feet up
On the table

And thought

WOW!

THIS IS PERFECT!

---
It don't really hurt so bad!

And look how I can control others by
Invoking their pity!

With practice

I can become a TOTAL ***!

Heck---I could even become
A
POLITICIAN!
•

Everything became crystal clear

--

The future opened up to him

And he became

COMPLETY

SMUGLY

TOTALLY

HAPPY!

--

The abused becomes the abuser!

Just like the

terrorized becomes the terrorist!

••
Smooth!

Easy!

So self contained!