morning yields a clearer vision
of our sense of total unclarity

we pose, we peruse
eachother
insanely drooling

aghast at our  innanity

------

she naked-ed my vision with pure
indecision
amid the confusion that we call "f--king"

i thought to throw her on the bed
and beat her up
BUT
we had done that already
so
we just stood in the middle of reality
listening
to the children wailing

--

it was good

------

pornographically induced prostitution
seems to be the key
to a higher education

we play with ourselves
we play and play

til the "toys" are broken

and we are broken

and then we face

with utter clarity
and incission

the true nature
of our prison

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

                                                                     my love

••

My love knows

Death comes in many forms                                

//

                    

death comes thru to us

We

The ignorant

We

The primal perpetual

Flowers !

••                                                        

Lost amid the mundane promises !

How we have forgotten

The Real

How we have abused

The Mystical Powers !

                                          ••

TODAY
                                                    has shed us

( for Life 's Sake ! )                                              

WE HAVE BECOME SO USELESS !

//

All our lies  !

So Deadly !                                      

And the vows we made

and chose  to break

••

Sweet the eternal Soul !

//

The sun is shining

Yet we grow cold

//

The unicorn is circling in the sky

Amid the vultures

With their sharp eyes

poisoned symmetry

ancient gargoyles in the shape
of present day moguls

presidents and kings

----

doomed and disgraced
walking in the blood rain
of our "present situation"

hiding in false love
and foolish love poems

-------

the statues are being "pulled down"
only wealth and power, now

prison torture replaces the school house games

we hide
in false love

and foolish love poems

false pride
and patriotism

and
ultimately

profound pain

the journey is done

the footstep is deep having held the weight
for 1000 years

immobile MAN!

refusing to change!

now the children spawned by mere gentital "fact"
are "here"

staggered and gaunt and filled with hate

and you and you and you and you

bound together by such indifference!

all in one footstep

only  "weight"

all in one footstep

somewhere

support the troops!

the alley dumpsters are emptying

pig out on the oil money they've helped be stolen
for the international corporations
AND IN YOUR NAME

pig out

if you've made the right investments

OR GO AND DINE WITH THEM!

if you havent and stayed true

that is how it is

how it is
it is
is

fill up the dumpsters with your garbage

the veterans are hungry
hungry as the children

hungry as your soul is

hungry as the god who loves you  seeing you there

.


where we call the taking off of the masks

DECEIT !

||

||


where we pretend that when we think about some

Boy or girl

( the infamous YOU ! )

and post it to real people that this is poetry

//

Where we continue to  **** each other

With purposeful indifference

amid the morbid praise of vampires

//

where we pretend that pain in love is proof of love

Instead of the obvious truth of our stupidity

//

Our glorified stupidity !

//

Our politically induced stupidity !

//

Our politically correct and emotionally

Sterile and safe stupidity

:

        ( which we call poetry because as a word it seems better than stupidity )

::

Oh well

//

Oh well

//

Oh well

//

Oh well

"if i didn't have KNOWLEDGE  i'd think this whole world was real instead of the g.i. joe comic book that it is"
--------larry lustbader
-----------

peace.....(the politically correct" peace)
lingers in the dark shadows of the fear
which we have
for the wealthy and the powerful
as they make war on the wise
.....

we have made "our peace" with the madness!
we have allowed THE TRUTH to be  compromised!
we have traded the true spiritual strength
of the WARRIOR
for the ability
to impress those who know no better
and who "believe"
in an instantaneous gratification
that is superficial and designed
to keep them weak!
.........

AND WE NEVER SAY WHY!!!
..........
WHY?
........

peace.....(the politically correct" peace)
lingers in the dark shadows of the fear
which we have
for the wealthy and the powerful
as they make war on the wise

I kid you not
..
Overhead
////
Chemtrails , radiation cloud , or acid rain?

Or just a fleet of drone airplanes?_

Hey kid
What can I say?

Talk to your father he's supposed to know
.
Write to your congressman and complain

Or climb a mountain and find a saint
-----
Am I in control??????
-----no I ain't!!!!----
.
(I kid you not)

It's not a question of whom to blame
:::::::


:::::::
(So I pause)

What really can I
Should I -------------

As a simple gentle  old man

(!not a kid no more, kid!)
---
---------------portray
(As a poet)

To you?
----
Like I've asked before

WHAT REALLY IS MY RESPONSIBILITY ?
&
DO YOU REALLY CARE ANYWAY?
-----

Something horrific is happening

Just a warning

DEATH has  been loosed

Just a reminder

There still is TRUTH

(It's all we got)

&

love's REAL, kid

I kid you not
----

I am just a man

But I'll follow the story as long as I can

And stand my ground til I fall down

so lulled to sleep,  i can't  say any more!
oil out...oil in!.....we are too poor

to even notice we are almost dead
we  don't  criticize police brutality

or  complain when banksters so simply steal
from us all our lives and pack them  away

in the enslaved environs of their choosing
so sleepy i struggle to awaken

let us not by our fears be weakened
into thinking that we might be mistaken

(  (  (                                
•
                       ­ )  )  )



                                                     ­                       ( you ?  )

//////                                                      

The hermit in the cabin .... (?)

He just made 20 million dollars E trading on the stock market !

/: /

( pant pant pant pant )

••

••

The lovely earth moma hippie girl

Has been refigured as a

NEW AGE

HOTTIE CORPORATE ***** !  

( pant pant pant pant )

••
••

AND LOOK !

Again we see !

THE BLACK BODY HANGIN FROM THE LYNCHIN  TREE !

( **** **** **** pant pant )

••
••

IT'S  A BRAND NEW WORLD !

//

As the shape - shifting alien invaders

Who have us all trapped in the MATRIX

like to say !

she said

"jeffrey, i love you madly
with all my heart!"

so what else is new?

and the last child freed
and the last city
burning

we are so easily mislead

we are so courageous when we percieve
true duty
to reality

and the last song lingers
angels!
(perhaps)

and we
who are so easily misled

face the last child
in the burning city
and choose

true fate

If you only knew how really ****** up the world is

And how you are enslaved

You would blush in shame upon reading

The love poems you present as real!

••

Like being in the showers at Auswitz

And smiling at the one passing out the soap

(Made from your mother!)

••

You are like the ducks moving across the shooting range

At the Arcade!

••

Going GAGA over Joey ******* your *******

Not noticing

That his heads been blown off!

••

Love!

This is only possible for the living

And it's purpose is to nurture life

aint so scared cant fight
aint so full a despair!
..
hopelessness aint so bad
aint boring
.....

hey you there COME ON!
death comes soon
we shall ride the big boat going south
the wind shall carry us to heaven
or hell
who cares
best be done with it
and maintain some dignity
---------
hey babe
let's make love!
-------
hey girl
strut the streets like a lover should!
-------
enough of the ole namby-pamby!
-------

aint so scared wont live!
no
no really!
aint really scared at all
...
are you?

The car skidded thru the mud
Towards the edge of the cliff

However
We didn't die
------
Smoke from the fire below
Smoke-Signals from the fire
That there is a fire
-------
A man
Signals from the
FIRE that a Fire is here
-----
IF I was dead
Would you still be here?
WHEN I am dead
You will still be here
---
The cobbler cobbles
That's why they call him a cobbler
It's not why he cobbles
--
He who climbs Logan mountain-
Has

Honestly insane

IS THIS REALLY ALL WE GOT LEFT?

Sincerely all ****** up

THE BEST OF OUR POETRY?

••

Let us naked to the streets with real joy

Let us scorn the mundane political hopes of
Those who Trust

Let us embrace with minds and hearts and souls
And let the bodies rest

Let us grow in between
The lies that **** and the killers we elect

Truly heroic?

COME ON!

••

Live sublimely

Or die !

••

(Live sublimely

AND DIE!)

••

We are here is all

But it is

WE

WHO ARE HERE

talkin to a soldier
talkin a war
.......
aint no talkin a peace
cause there aint
no peace ta talk a
.........
aint no love ta talk a
aint nothin good
to talk a
round here
only is war
..........
***** all the stinkin
lyin politicians
da stinkin lyin judges
a  da stinkin lyin supreme court!
da stinkin lyin business men
da stinkin lyin
"citizens"
and da stinking lyin journalists!
all is war!
........
is  a person out there
or is it all a figment a the imagination
that any one is even here?
........
hey you!
wake da f--k up!
quite stinkin da place up
with your lazy stinkin
warring ways!
you aint no puppet
you is real....
--------------
--------------
maybe

Down
To

The waters

•

(   Again   )

•••

I have forgotten

(. I have been livin
In vain  )

I can not even
Remember your name
•
•
Days of war engulf us

The ways of all these enemies

mankind is surely
Beaten and betrayed

••

(   Come home dear child   )

••

Down to the water

Bath in the sacred water
Know the power of your soul

Know it!

•

(  again  )

the last day's done and now the first new one!
rejoice...friend or stranger!.....and remember

the first promise  you made to me, to be
yourself completely and now here you are

on  the mountain and looking  humbly down
to where the pilgrims are moving slowly

each on his  own special sacred journey
and each one exactly like you and me!

the war that has come  here shall last and last
but nothing can outlast eternity

no, nothing can outlast eternity
no, nothing can outlast you and me

the erasing of the lie comes first...the truth is simply waiting for you

the erasing of your life comes first..... LIFE  is simply waiting for you

you are as HIGH and CLEAR as you declare yourself to be
.....to need a LOVER'S VALIDATION is an indication
that you do not wish to be HIGH and CLEAR

ALL interaction that is not HIGH and CLEAR is mere folly that shall only yield pain

there is a GOD but only if you are using the word to to mean...what is

that i love you is obvious

in passionate embrace with fleeting images of you as you stumble-*** down your road, street or whatever you call your movement to the rhythm of fate

yes!....i mean YOU!

as you emerge from behind the veil of your promiscuity....your desire to taste everyone and everything indiscrimanately

WHICH YOU DO!

so so tired i am of your need to be rescued from your lack of grace

so very boring is your ignoring of your own simple sensitivity

WHICH IS THE ESSENCE OF YOUR GAME!

still.......we are fated to resemble human beings and fulfill human destinies........

so let's love and get the whole thing over with.....okay?

a girl tole me she loved me
I kept sippin my beer

she persisted
so did i
..................

once a girl loved me
thru the passin of years

we never said nothin
to eachother

about it
.........

the girl that i married
(now what IS her name?)

you can go ask her
if you must know

i think she's in the park with the kid
...........

i write poetry
she does macrame

sometimes i help her
what a mess

i do the simple square knots
she does  the rest
................

when it comes to the revolution
she's miss liberty

of the story
the fullest meaning

she looks at all creation
with a sense of nurturing
.......

she never tole me she loves me
i mean "why?"

if a thing aint known
it must be a lie

Oh yeah

( • )       Oh yeah
               ( • )

Oh yeah baby you're hot !

///:::::///

                                                          SHE HOT!!

                                             ( canned laughter )

•

In the quiet mountain town
A
Sweet Song

                                        Softly plays

( a lovely girl )

•    •

We come from somewhere

Goin somewhere else

•

hoppin  dreams like was old freight trains

•   •

Visions of faces facing visions

Of each other

Fearlessly

••••

Like a quiet mountain village Dawn

••

She

Gathers the children by her side

.///..

They sit on the ridge overlooks the whole world

•

They look and look

Until

They
                                               ­       SEE

••

Lovers searching

..//..

Then the go down and bring them home

:/:

So

When it is said

I LOVE YOU

( YOU // of course //

Being the generic name for a ***** )

& that

WE

are the

WHOLE WORLD !

The

UNIVERSE !

//

Where does actual HUMAN LIFE fit in ?

( where do ......I ..... fit in ? )

•

Why

When reading such .... Words

Do I feel such an unbounded hatred

Coming at me ?

•

obviously

The writer has such disdain for the audience

That he or she does not even bother

To acknowledge its existence !!!

ONLY THE LOVER AND THE BELOVED !

( and the BELOVED is only there as a foil

For the SELF DESCRIPTION of the writer

Who ULTIMATELY  is the ONLY subject of the thing

//

the arrogance !

The sheer narcissistic egotism !

•

I ask :

Why is such evil hateful trash

Promoted as expressions of love

( and we know

No one shall DARE REVEAL THEMSELVES

By answering the question ! )

•

Since when did COWARDICE

become the chief feature of HP ?

//

Fear of actually talking to the audience

Fear of acknowledging the total life of

The  victim ( YOU -the ***** )

Fear of seeing a simple relationship

As being part of nature and a part of the world

••

JUST SOME ******* USELESS STUPID DRAMA

GLORIFIED !!

( why ? )

/:/

why such an expression of hatred for the self and others

Disguised by such ornate meaninglessness ?

//

I know I talk of this a lot

But it is painful to watch

Young people die

.





Of all who are here

( welcome )

.""


Some picture creation as a collective movement

And interchanging of energies

Thru a matrix

Commonly called

Time and Space

In which beings develop

And transform

And are now in their present  shape


//

Some see creation as the simple

" placing down "

Of completed figures onto a stage

That does not change

But is only there to be seen

And evaluated

Studied

And analysed

By other consciousnesss

•

I prefer the first  of the two possibilities



.

come on out

stranger

come on in from the rain
come on do it soon real soon

soon the children shall be gone

and it aint the pied piper
no

come on stranger

say something
say something

say it soon

soon the children shall be gone
real gone

come on in from the rain
rain

come on in from the killin day
day

come on in from the pain
the killin pain

soon the children shall be gone

i am strong
real strong
real strong
i am strong
i am not strange

you know me
i tell you my name
my true one
my true name

come on out

stranger come on in

out
stranger in

just be here
right
here
is all
just be here
right here
is all

walking along the quay
(there are benches)
he sits and watches gentle people
strolling alongside
the waters
its calmness
breaking the tensions
and
even entering
our uncertainties

darknesses
these have been creeping creeping
unto the Light of Day

our truths are being tested
our souls are being shattered
only our bodies.......devoid of spirit
remain

sitting still
(there are benches)
the gentle strangers
seem like lovers

as he tries to ease the tensions
and uncertainties

not letting
his soul be shattered
or his spirit die
(of this----he is certain
very certain)

Cold warrior!
--

COME!
•

Every time you "hurt " yourself
You're playing their game

Every time you hurt another
You become like these

Pig men thieves
•
Gently now!
---

The day is just beginning
Make it yours

Make it ours!
•

Cold warrior!

Fierce of EYE
true to your VOW!
•
This country is not worthy of your love!

This country is not worthy of your respect!
----

NEITHER IS THE WORLD!

Don't live here
Or there!
•
Every time you hurt yourself
You're playing their game

Don't
••••

You!

STAND YOUR GROUND!

It's your ------stage!

Write your own lines

Say them well

the Madness reverberating
the Sadness settling in-
to
the Eyes and Minds
of
All the Children of the World

Dying Dreams
shake the Sleepy Heart unto
a Wakened Sense
of
the Agony
that is here

but,
still

We

deny so Maddeningly
that
WE
are Mad

as our Madness
reverberates

and
Destroys

All the Children of the World

"


My first TRUE LOVE

///

me & the boys !

We were all gathered together in her basement

IRENE !

( femme fatale ! )

gazing with unabashed worship !

I was the youngest ( about 4 )

Some of the other boys were as old as 6 !

and so I watched

And so I learned

( and , as they started leaving

I waited ! )

And then

It was only

Me and IRENE

And then she smiled at me !

She walked over and put on a record

IRENE          GOOD NIGHT
IRENE          GOOD NIGHT

GOOD NIGHT IRENE
GOOD NIGHT IRENE

I' LL SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS !
                                ( Ledbetter )

||

( such a kind way to ask me to leave ! )

Such maturity !

•

I got up and shuffled towards the door

( sadness ! )

She smiled and said :

There will be other nights !

//

I walked out into the glow of heaven

Lost and wandering

••

After a while I got real scared

Not knowing where home was

I sat down and started crying

""

What's wrong little JEFFY

A voice of a big kid said
-
I' m lost !!
-

he pointed

You live there !

And I was home

,,

So was my

Love life

Formed

//

Gently

With Compassion

And grace

inside and outside
we wander

the mad rush of days!
inside and outside

by the ancient river
where lovers gather

we wander by the river
of death and dream

inside and outside
we have the key

going  either way
inside and outside

so easy! too easy!
TO PRETEND WE HAVE NO POWER!
so easy! too easy!
to be weak

inside and outside
the mad rush of days
we , mistress and master
married forever

inside of eachother
outside of eachother

seeding humanity
breeding pure release

and lo one goes free!
selah!

the stone warrior
the brazen seductress
of the storm!

we have become weaklings
cowards!

we are so puny in our self-deceit

------

one has gone free

we must join him or **** him

we usually **** him as you know

and the brazen seductress that he loves

(
           (
                      (
                                    (

••

Faithless
Faceless

                                          Goin on

••

                  Ain't got nothin
           Ain't got nothin

Ain't got nothin


////                        

Forever dressed  in puberty

Forever   lookin for love

Forever  ******* themselves over

Faithless
Faceless

                         Refugees

••

Forever childish

Lost in puberty

Faithless
Faceless

Refugees

she stands before all time with eyes of fire
she beds with mortals
who follow forever
their own true destinies

she writes all names down
speaks with finality
for she acts with full responsibility
implicit
in all deeds

she was "all mine" for a while
that is over
she is mine forever

for we are real

---------

a photograph

a memory

lives

here

------


she lives here

so do i

tomorrow

doesn't just "come"

it is created

tomorrow

will be "measured"

by how much love

we use in creating eachother now

tomorrow

therefor

is entirely "yours"

if you would be free

tomorrow

also, will be

will you be free?

your reply is meaningless

the only meaning is in what you actually do

and the beautiful  beast
he don't take "it" from anyone

sure is easy if it aint me
sure is easy soldier boy
sure is easy if it aint aint me
oh yer crazy!...soldier boy

an the beautiful beast
he don't take "it" from anyone

you sure is a sorry sight
takin "it" from anyone
homeless streets contain ye
an yer takin "it" from anyone

an the beautiful beast
is yer god, everyone

an the beautiful beast
is yer god, everone

and the wars aint over son.....
......

many are gone
many are here
and there are still
many more wars to come

an you aint been forgotten none
the wars aint over son
no the wars aint over son

sing your love songs..... free
you can sing em to her
you can sing em to me
under the moon or the sun
but they don't mean a thing
for the wars aint over son

many are gone
mnany are here
and there's still
many more wars to come

an you aint been forgotten son

a man of power gonna give you a gun
an, hey boy
the hell with your love
there's a killin  needs to be done
an as long as you're here
you're the one

you aint been forgotten son
many are gone
many are here
an there's still
many more wars to come

an your songs a love
don't mean a thing you see
you know you aint really free
you aint really free

and the wars aint over son.....
......

many are gone
many are here
and there are still
many more wars to come
----

an you aint been forgotten son
you aint been forgotten none

Now I know who I am

Now I can finally --- be

Free of the lies that entwine

(False love described so poetically)

•

Into pure agelessness

Into Infinity

One with the will of the Mind

The power that nurtures as it creates

The power of immaculate change

•••

Free of the petty stories all around

••

Free to know you

It you'd be know

•••

Free to be with everyone

Free to be alone

))))))))                        
        ••
                   )
                <>    
           /     |    \      
   /
/\
/    \

THIS IS MY RENDITION OF THE INFAMOUS
BERYLDOV LEW PAINTING

GIRL WITH SHORT ARMS AND NO ***** LOOKING
OFF THE THE SIDE

NOW HANGING FROM A TREE
IN DOWNTOWN MANHATTAN

no!
( the painting --- not BERYLDOV!)
•••
••

WE
(Who have come so far )

WE
( we the human race )

\

We

We who  have rocked the cradle in the sun

//

Stony faced

Stiff
I'll at ease

We see the children crying

WE

we who are only children

We the full power

The power and the will

The righteous potency

Of human fate

••

We

We of the rocking cradle in the sun

•••••

The simple the kind the good

//

We of the human heart and the eye and mind of god

We of all the ancient wisdom

We who have seen

The Divine poems
Written --- here

O

In the passion of our appreciation
In the grace of our mere existence

The sense of brotherhood
Sisterhood
Oneness
&
Harmony

••
WE

Do solemnly  vow

To never

Comply with  nor accept

In any manner
In any essential
Or
Unessential way

Not even acknowledge
The presence

Of any form of the deception

Being practiced now

••

And we shall write

TRUE

we shall write

STRONG

\

Of the pure soul

That which we are
And forever shall be

at the very worst i am stupid and ugly

at the very best i am not so stupid and so ugly

at the very best i am a gentle human being in this human body that you see

at the very worst ?
well....
i am always a gentle human being

so...let us start "humaning it up" a bit
and surprise the oink-pigs
with our undying
generosity

(                            
•            
)




                                                                      ^^^
••

She said

I AM LOOKING FOR

" MY MAN "

I AM LOOKING FOR

" THE --- ONE --- FOR ME "

ARE YOU HE ?

//

YES

He said

//

She smiled victoriously

AND YOU ' LL ALWAYS BE TRUE ?

ALWAYS THERE FOR ME ?

//

OF COURSE

he said

//

AND YOU' LL

NEVER FORSAKE ME FOR ANOTHER ?

//

& with a smiled that melted her completely

He replied

NO ! NO OF COURSE NOT

YOU CAN TRUST ME COMPLETELY

//

She said

YOU KNOW

I DON 'T EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME !

//

He said

IT'S JESUS

JESUS OF ZAZARETH

//      
                  //

She hemmed and and hawed
Looking around

And finally muttered

UH

MAYBE LETS RUN THRU THOSE QUESTIONS AGAIN ?

Out along the rocky cliff
Overlooks the bay

That leads out to the ocean deep
To visions of becoming free

•

We gather in our Warrior dress
We gather in full strength

We call upon all gods again
To preserve us in our purity

•

We are One
We are true
To the Spirit
To Humanity

•

Up upon the highest hill
The mother & the child

Naked to immortal truth
The sanctity of Wilderness

•

We start down to the waters
The bay that leads to the ocean deep

Our heart remains in these precious hills
But we must go free

••

We are One
We are True
To the Spirit
To Humanity

••

You & I

We go

You & I

Remain

We are the secret finally told

We are the planting of the seed

few words.....gasping for breath
where are you?
who am i?
--
you spend your days
doing what exactly, my friend?
--
the lonely poet boy
seeks the lovely poet child
in the woods and hills
but she
lives in the alley over there.
--
in the garbage, a feast!
in the madness, peace!
in the moment, eternity

all in the beauty of your eyes

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                                                  K­nowledge

We come and we are here

We know our past

If we don't know our past we are not here

••

AND IN THE BEGINNING  -----      I ....


saw you there

/////

We tend our gardens
We eat the fruit from our gardens

We are one with       the Garden

We are nurtured and go on !

///

Like a shadow we FALL across the land

We are the living
Moving

Manifestation of Pure Soul

•

Will & Wisdom are our children

TO BE CONTINUED

an if'n it aint you there?
.
im so weak
.
loneliness is killin me
how bout you?

-------
if it aint you
if it aint you
if it aint you
.
i cant even think
------
tellin each other such stories!
paintin the grotesque!
eatin raw unadulterated
stupitidy
why?
it's anybody's guess
--------
if it aint you
you
it gotta be you
where are you?
.....
the high hill song reverberates
forever
as we
walk dark alleys
stealin garbage made from
... garbage ...
...
an if'n it aint you there?
.
im so weak
.
loneliness is killin me
how bout you?
----
the lonliness is killin me
.
how bout you?
how bout you?
how bout you?
.....
i know you're there somewhere
amid the garbage
and the stupidity
tryin to find me

One more War!

Whatever!

Right?
-------

In the street--- body parts

Children running

Horror
-----

Coming this way
------
Little people
we run

Within the shadows of churches
Court houses
And the police
-----

Movie theaters
And
Billboards

&

All the rest

Naked Reality
(Do you remember?)
.
. Do you remember
What she looked like
In your Free Imagination?
--
On the Road
Going to the Country
::
We didn't need no Constitution
To tell us what we were
"Allowed to be!!!!!"
-/-:-:/-
---[or allowed to know]--
--[or allowed to see]--
////
////
& so
YE ****** little boys & girls
Of this dishonored century

what'll YE have?
what'll YE take?

Get offa your knees
Stand as a MAN

REMEMBER YOUR NAME
REMEMBER HER FACE

Obscure

••

Poison pen poems

Written bout strangers and sent to me!

••

LIKE I GIVE A ****!

••

••

Lonely lonely lonely

I watch you

With your ****** wrists

And your torn underpants

Looking for something

Looking for something

That you know from ALL experience
Will only let you down

••

Rain

•

We wander thru

••

I call your Name

•

You mutter

"Joey Joey Joey!!!"

And block me out!

•

(and then you complain about being Loveless!)

••

WHY?

Well

You just won't bother to find out!

Ole freight train

Stuck in the siding too many years

All the free love songs

All the good people

gone

••
In the dark  rain

We ****** we

We talk of Death but here we are

••

Watching the schools burn down

In the flames the children scream

••

Ole time sound
Lost images

Saints and martyrs and you too were seen

Long long time since ya been around

••

Holy ******  ****!

It's really happening

We ****** we

In the darkness raining down

••

We write our love poems to no one

Ole freight train

& the heroes

Who ain't here

••

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)      (
(       )
)        (
+
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tired ole world
The vainly proud wounded fellow travelers
Riding the waves of indecisiveness

To the harlot's den

:/:

LOVE !

used as the Shield -Impenetrable

LOVE !

the ****** tears
Pretensions of innocence

//

LOVE !

If there ' s any here

How would we know ?

//

Tired ole world

Wondering

What has happened to us all ?