I think it cool
That

People get so into
Describing their misery
--

Useless

But cool
--
--

What else can we do?

--
ALOT
--

I love all the little kids who dare to still express their love

--

Someday they may understand the effort involved

--

Then all suffering will be over

--

That would be cool

--

And NOT useless

"you are the song of love
sing it loud and sing it longer
you are the song of love
calling out for all to see

you are the light of love
glowing bright and growing stronger
you are the light of love
and i am you and ....you .......are me"
........
.............robbie robertson

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

and so
and as the first day again reveals itself
as
"always here"

and if "you  would be here"
well
"here" is here

and so we only wait for you

you can bring your faux lovers
if you must

but it is really worse than absolutely un-necessary!

the dying songs

the regurgitated abysmal moments
of a perverted "youth"

but now

GROWING UP!

knowing the true from the false

we

cast off the images-in-adult-form
we worshipped so unfruitfully

and find the real

"EACHOTHER"

at last

--------

"you are the song of love
sing it loud and sing it longer
you are the song of love
calling out for all to see

you are the light of love
glowing bright and growing stronger
you are the light of love
and i am you and ....you .......are me"
........

it isnt so very hard to see, really
and  you!
LOVER-BOY
what?
what?

on the ****** new york city street
she
she!

SHE!

and you
LOVER-BOY
what?

will you hold on to her
and still love her

in the paranoid days ahead?

will ya buy her and sell her
in the capitalism?

will you do her in!
LOVER-BOY
willya?

run boy run
its only you and me
only you and me

LOVER-BOY
only you and me

and

she........

over on the corner

somewhere

.



Oh won't YE come (?)


by the
Old theater tonight

On the

**** headed street


Just you and me and the child there

•


Come

Won't you

Give yourself to tomorrow

And

Be it's seed (?)


Come


Come


I

Need you right now

I need you right here

Where

The years rush like a storm

And people disappear


Into sheer madness

And the god damnest of lies

And if you don't come

That child shall die

)//(

Soft the rain

The mist

Cleanses the mind


The street seems peaceful

The scene seems mild


( Just for awhile )


the loneliness

The

Moon dead in the sky

""

Come

I need you

To be with me tonight



.

Stupid twit!

..

I told you I loved you and

Here you are!

Naked!

Totally yielding!

--

I love watching your eyes as I feel you up

I grasp your infinite soul in my teeth at the moment of
Your ******
---

I love to see your eyes widen in horror

When  I say

" I' ll always be here for you, Sarah "

(Your name being Beth)

---

You mutter pathetically

"I'm Beth"

--

I say :

"Oops!  Wrong babe!"

And get up and walk out the door

Laughing completely

---------

I see you the next day half dead

Later I hear you are in the crisis ward

At the mental health clinic

---

After many months

Electro-shock!!

---

The rest of your life?

Walking zombie!

--------

Me and Sarah never did like you!

---

Stupid twit!

...

Simple entertainment for the high school years!

And we were purer then

Before we realized what the nation had done

During its Christ driven **** of Slavery
_

And now

Terror for terror!
The pigs of the nation again!

Slavery!
----

We are not pure!

We are filthy ugly beasts

--

Making love?

**** no!

Just fornicating aimlessly
----

When shall we be MEN?

When we decide
To be

I guess

?
/ ( \
/\

• •
• •
• •

|||         |||


Oh

Oh      Oh


Oh these

Holy Days

•                 •

Fire !

Fire !


The heart cannot explain

(  •  )

Beasts of Burden !


making love


Tyrants shudder


The streets are raw with blood


••

golden chariots !

KRISHNA & ARJUNA !!!!!


::


Coming down from above


•


Dance --- YE fancy man !

She is

A coming closer !


She is always after you

•

Well

Now

YE boys & girls


It Ain't over till it's Over


See the Fat Lady Rollin over


In the clover


And you

The designated Lover !

••

With all the Flags a wavin

In the sky

|||

Another day!
Another day!

Another chance to stay mis-informed

More potential LIFE to waste!

More of LOVE to lay disgraced

••

Yippee !

••

Where my hugie doll?
Where my *****?

••

Hey hey hey!

••

Once ya decide to be a worthless pile a crap

It gets easier to do so

Don't it ?

••

& soon

Ya too stoopid ta change!

••

&

So

NOW

here we are

why the  worship of unfulfilled longings?

why the overuse
(AND MISUSE)
of the word "love"?

little pathetic stories
told as if they contained
some deep poetic meaning

why are we merely staggering
thru these days
when we know we are here
for
nobler displays
of being?

the answers are quite plain

the reasons we ignore them,
too

little children
take heed

of the madness
and the fear


and the door
that takes you
out of "here"

soft as you are ...enter me
true as you can...i am

let us be the answer
we know all the questions

let us be the answer
all our pure intentions

let us be forever
eternally forever

live and die today

soft as earth erupting
loving and touching

forgetting all the liars
and those who conspire

to turn us into slaves

let us be the answer
we know all the questions

let us be the answer
all our pure intentions

Broken down

•

There is a Vision
Can't be refused

••

Standing naked

(Blood on your skin)

Tears on your cheek

••

Ain't a thing any one can do

••
••
••

Ain't no one there when I look at you

••
••

Nothin left after you quit

Trying to know
Desiring to live

••
••

Broken down

••

( just a little kid)

•

Just a little kid

she don't trust ME anymore

••

Just her ****** footprints on the floor

Round and round

(Never out the Door)

••

Maybe I am too well hid

••

Maybe

Yeah

A lot of things

••

And  she's just a little kid

Sittin there

Playin with death

and it is "OURS"

(this
LIFE!)

see
the face-of-DESTINY
"guide"

feel the
POWER of LOVE!

(the power of love
that is

THE LIGHT!)

and let us come to
know eachother fully
and freely

as is our DUTY
as is our RIGHT  

fully UNDERSTANDING
(the "key")

as I'D KNOW YOU!
KNOW ME!!!

this
THE ONLY GAME IN TOWN
THE ONLY GAME IN TOWN
THE ONLY GAME IN TOWN ...

...........
etc.

.........and thusly passing..........
thinking
(as we do)
so many things
_
the "final account"
placed down
....
meaningful?
meaningless?
who knows?
___
who shall be "here" to care at all?
___
WHO IS EVER "HERE" AT ALL?

i loved you for a moment  
that is gone
i loved you for a moment
eternal and everlasting
___

if i ever loved you i do now
(this so true for anyone)
_

.........and thusly passing..........
thinking
(as we do)
so many things
_

vital
and
strong
.......

yes! yes!
here you are

There was this boy:

He would jump up and touch the moon!!!
THAT WAS HIS ONLY GOAL
TO TOUCH THE MOON!
-----
Then came the day
He knew there would be-------one day
One jump

This was that day!

HE JUMPED!!!!
----------
Now
What happened
Is this
-----
He missed
--
He did not touch the moon
BUT HE  WAS CLOSE !
----
how close?
-------
Well
Real close!!
-----
Some say he missed by a few feet
IMAGINE!!
THAT  close!
..
Some say it was closer than that!
INCHES!
----
Some say even:
1/2 inch !
1/4 inch!
1/8 inch!
--
SO
CLOSE!!!!
-but he missed-
-------
Some thought he'd be real depressed and all but he wasn't
No!

He just looked around at all of gathered there to see him jump
And then to be with him

And he smiled and said;
---
It was all sort of a symbolic thing
The jump and  all
.
(And he just keep looking at us deeper and deeper)
.
Like

"Knowin eachother
Lovin eachother "
---
(And he looked so closely into my eyes
My heart like it exploded!)


....symbolic of my wanting to touch each one of you!
--
LOVE
--

There is always a space
Because there is always
FREEDOM...........

But

How close can we be?

Well
The moon follows its own laws
And so do we......

HOW CLOSE DO YOU WANT TO BE TO ME?

And the closer you come to me
The closer to eachother !!
------
That's what jumpin to reach the moon taught me
-----
WHAT IT IS IM REALLY AIMING FOR!
--
Now
We be a sane and sober community here
Not trouble makers
.
But see
He did try and touch the moon
And he did come real close
And ya gotta respect that
.
And golly
We are really like strangers to eachother
Like he said
.
And so ?
...

Well

Everybody buying
Jumpin shoes

If ya know what I mean

()  ()
---- // \  ---
<>
||  ||
~~
~~
Can it be ( soft the river !)

We might not have to die
in a while

•

Brutality
Is all the rage down here

In the poisoned prisons we call -- our lives

•

The end of human dignity

Poets scrape ****** words
from songs of love

And feed each other polluted dreams
and curse out the beautiful
and
Revile pure saints

•

Sitting in the corner deli
Eating dill pickles
With my pastrami

Looking at the young *******
Flashing proudly

Hear the sirens of the cop cars
Speeding by

•

Soft the river
We

Might not have to die for a little while

•

Seeing the young ******* of the proud ladies

No let's not  die at all

I say

Let's not die

Let's love and survive

^  <^>  ^
* ^ *
~~
/  (  (  \

###

                                                 ­              be nice !
###

Saying

BE NICE !
DONT RAISE YOUR VOICE !
DONT BE HARSH !
DONT CRITICIZE !

is just the modern way of saying

ACCEPT TYRANNY

//////

terror and the war on terror are one and the same

////

we have internalized the Police Man

we have militarized our minds against ourselves !

We talk of love as if we were on a battlefield

We ****

••

In the world

If you are not a Billionaire
( not    Millionaire  --
Billionaire ! )

You really don't exist at all !

••

(So don't live in the world !)

••

It is WORK to become and remain FREE

To become FULLY HUMAN

to become WORTHY

•

Let us to it

//

Let us TRY

and the sight that sees.....

(.....and the fullness of.....)

the streets that twist and turn

and the losers and the lame

and the poets and the saints

---

strength

crushed like a child's toy

crushed like a child's body
in the "greed"

--

we

--

and are we seen?

and are we known?

and do we see and know?

and do we care to even try

to care at all?

--

flimsy
images of you there
naked
sheets
and dreams

dreams that want to die

--

we want EVERYTHING!

EVERYTHING!

--

we are THE MEN

--

we want EVERYTHING

you can keep "the rest"

Boo hoo

I got a ****** up life

(Boo hoo)

•

I'm sorry god

This wouldn't be happening
(I know)
Unless
I
Offended you somehow!

•

I never should have thought up
The
TOWER OF BABEL
business!

That's it
Isn't it!

••

I AM SO SORRY

(Boo hoo!)

••

And now I sit here babbling !

HOW IRONIC!

••

Well

I know that I shall never find Love

But

PLEASE!

Send around one of them crazy high school babes

So I can at least get laid!

••

Thanks OLD FELLA

I'd sure appreciate it

And I

....                   .....             (Perfect stranger)

.•.

We knew (once)

We knew what the **** was goin on

••

Now?

We still know

But the HORROR of it is beyond sanity

••

So?

----

(yeah-----
                 So?)

••

Revolutionary

••

(How?

How is it done?)

••

Put the blade down and listen.!

Your crying's now but childish

••

The winds o'er the prairie  soon shall be dead

••

The mountains shall fall down

••

We will be dead corpses in countless cities

Upon the starving streets

••

Hearts are Stone

••

••

The only ever child has returned to
Me

•

Only the most simple

The most elementary

•

Adrift

we are moving towards HOME

••

Come

In a while

We shall be born again

reasonably

we go "forward" and "toward"

we master our curiosity
and become "real"

we love or hate obama
as we should

--------

counting pennies

(it all adds up)

reasonableness

an honorable quality

forward and toward

the goal  ahead

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

soon we shall all be dead

and won't have to feel no more

you told me you were here to serve and possibly save the world

you showed me how sincere you were

i trusted you completely and decided to become a man

our love is infinite and eternal

the world is a mess

well,  we tried

o
OOOOO
0  •  | •   0
<>

••

True love

--

The lightening has struck the clock tower !

The children crawl

Thru the lies the men have told

••

(true )

--

DON'T LOOK FOR ANYTHING BUT THE SOURCE

OF PURE STRENGTH

(I shall be there )

--

Look the child in the eyes

Then I'll know if you love me

••

The lightning has struck the clock tower !

TIME ITSELF is gone

••

True love

--

I'm trying to learn what it is

•

When tomorrow comes

We got to know

all
again all
---------------
all are
and i
too
......
we
----------------------------
the streets are bleeding
the elders are mad
psychotic killers
...

the god is still here
.....

the world
we
all
------------------

now that we got that straight
....
come
its time to talk awhile

(?)
•

She told me she adored me

( well ! )

I told her she was perhaps being hasty

•

She said that she understood me

That she saw my pain and would cure me of all fear

••

I mentioned that this healing of another was a sacred skill

And that she was untrained and her motives were suspicious

And seemingly possessive

But she said  I should trust her

•

Trust you ?

I don't even for a moment understand anything about you !

••

For the past year she is always around

It's like I have a puppy dog on an invisible leash !

I could take advantage of her but I don't

She is something -- almost inhuman -- just there

••

I guess she finally got bored

Now she is telling everyone I am a desease !

A desease that has overcome her ability to cure !

She has invented some notion of a love expressed for her by me
And betrayed !

•

People look at me like I am pond ****

•

I don't care

•

My imaginary puppy dog is gone !

Looking for another imaginary lover

To take up the leash

She could of had a friend

She only knows desease and cure games

She will be out of high school in another year

Who knows where she will end

he                             comes

(    )

gentle as the

Tree in the raging storm

Oh shelter

The child below the boughs

wild songs

The imprisoned men

Only a simple image

./.

The humble servant

Oh yes

I know him

Gentle

(                  
•
                          )

Gentle                           ­                                               
•

Ah the broken child
Creeping     Weeping

Seeing into the *******
Bedroom morning

The cold hard breakfast stares

The schoolyards fascist playings

The razor sharp with its
Semi - celestial paintings

Oh deaf ears      Blinded eyes!

Still

Do not mourn this ruptured toy

Neither sister brother
Father    Mother

AFTER THE FIRST DEATH THERE IS NO OTHER

/////

We of the painted smiley face !

We of the ******* I LOVE YOU LIE


The child seeks our poisoned dreams
Most damning ties

The eternal painless ( hence joyless ) life

Do not mourn the false sense of              Forever

AFTER THE FIRST DEATH THERE IS NO OTHER

////

Weep for more substantial things

The death of hope
The rapine wars of lust and greed

Pass by this child on ****** sheets

This  corpse - like semblance of our divinity

Perhaps you'll see a road that you must follow farther

AFTER THE FIRST DEATH THERE IS NO OTHER

ALL IN ALL?

I'd say :

"We're not!
No!

--------
We've been separated

Into

Cliques
Classes

Categories

----

ALL FOR ALL?

No!

We can hardly see

Ourselves

Anymore!

Let alone EACH OTHER!

••

America itself is gone forever

Dissolved into a big bank that kills for profit

Kills for pleasure

-----

(only fools still live there)

•••

Come

We walk a New Road

With its own  Way
It's own LOGOS

(A more real god)

••

We see each other clearly

We love completely

We treat each other with dignity

-
(We are Human Beings!)

••

So

ALL IN ALL

we can still say:

"IT IS GOOD"

Good to see you

HERE

mental images
stumble  like junkies
awaiting "the nod"

the peace that never comes

------

we cudda been lovers

---------

mental images
before the mirror
(eachother)

believing
"fear is real"

---------

will we die before ever
being born?

--------

without empathy?

----------

the mountain is high
the vision clear

the air
life

we are sacred

remember?

---------

mental images
stumble  like junkies
awaiting "the nod"

and the peace

still here

.

Run boy run !

Find your love and go home

No no no


Ain't no escape


There ain't no escape


No love to take home

No home to go to


••••••

No

No escape

•••••••••


It's only up to you

It only up to me


We the loving multitudes

The living        Barracades !

The streets of fire seen as home

Th haven of our sanity

••

Love and stand and stay

Upon this earth we call our own

||






.

.




Death of the nations


||                              ||

Meditation in the hills


<>


( ah

How we talk of the resurrection

Though none are saved )

))((

0

Wild stallion !

In the hold of holy nature

And god's love

We ride boldly indian mountains

Toward the only true sacrifice

The real blood !

The only sanctity !

)(

Love !

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

•

Wild children

Do not be decieved

Love is not in the domain

Of idle chatter

..

In the silence of pure shared wisdom

Only

Is love known

//

Only in the union

Of human angels

Joined together

To heal everyone

)(

The day dies and we are seen

As we were

Surely

Intended to be



.

a free man?

tea bagged
ugly
political

eating s--t

--

--american?

.....hardly!

--

afraid to sing
think
or
stand
naked
on 5th avenue!

this is a man?

hardly!

--

tea bagged
political
ugly

--

buttered popcorn makes him happy

--

a free man?

hardly

i sometimes want
to write a love poem
you know

about a girl
instead of the world
but

everytime i start to
i feel stupid
like

why would anyone want to read
something like that
i mean

something that does not
automatically include
you in it

so i dont
and feel good about it
and

simply write about
truth the world
and the love that you are

You do not nurture your child's Dream by suppressing your own

~~~~~~~
•
Open the curtain

Let the Death Train be seen

---    

Open the window

Let the Death Train be heard

•
~~~~~~

Everyday the

"Everyday World"

Takes its toll on its powerless slaves

•••

WHAT IS THE CHILD DREAMING OF ANYWAY?

----

(Just a fantacy

Nothing at all!)

••

••

We walk the Wilderness Road together
Hand in hand

We see what is there
Eye to Eye

We talk aloud for all to hear
Heart to Heart

••

We create out of eachother
Human Beings

••

You do not nurture your child's dream by suppressing your own

You just create another lost in the Shadow Land
---

End the cycle of sadness

Allow the child to understand

Show him the way to be a Man

Newspaper names!
.
Preserving our inane stupidity
In crystalline rigidity!

**** em!
_

Do you really want to be real?
...
How so?
----
Will you walk the naked pain streets
Of understanding
All the ****** here?

Will you ask:
Say
What truly is it to be
A human being
beyond the tales of
Blood lines
And it's corollary------greed?
----
Under the bright skies of simplicity
Will you decide
To stop being deceived?
----
All the newspaper names !!
Everyone of them fake

**** em

Be a life

Be known
As yourself

Pure and
Home grown

•
•  •  •  •
/\

000

The subtlety

Freedom is not as elusive as we claim
It to be

( just
                                       Subtle )

••

We are not very subtle in our acceptance
Of gross slavery

//

Just a touch of Ugly
to mar the passage of the days

///

Tell me who your heroes are

And I will understand just what
You want or need

•

•

The days are heavy with the weight
Of sheer boredom

//

The search for Johnny Naked

Or

Mary in Chains

••

Walking round with Flaming Bush

til everybody goes insaner than they
Are already

( if it's even possible ! )

//

Wanting someone who wants to be free

In a real way

///////
////
//////

Well well we

Come to the end of another song

Hoping I got it wrong somehow

That really everything is swell

And that you all are doing very well

////

( Though we all know differently )

•

What !

Do I hear you snoring ?

Well

I told you UGLINESS is boring !

coming into view
WHATEVER YOU CHOOSE!
you are not as weak as you pretend
you are not as frightened
as you'd have us believe
---
greed
the master
the king
the guru
the thief
the king
------------

in softly placed down images
all are known
-------------------------------------
---------------------­------------
and so...again!
we are such lovely specimens, such creatures of wonder!....
such the munificence of our possibility
such the splendor revealed once we stop hiding
within the ignorance of hero worship and subservience!
....
thank nobody but yourself!,,,,, serve all creatures as yourself!
yield to nothing but your TRUE SELF!
who is really the fool?
who is really fooling anyone?
........
to say "i love you" is easy
but not as easy as TO LOVE
..........
feeling grateful all the time
for human greatness and possibility
for you are the source of strength
the seed of pregnant possibility
each and every body
surly this is easily known
----------------------

the love songs linger
the thieves slip into your mind
demanding credit and gratitude
but we are simple thus wise
we are not afraid
of our strength
and so our love survives
to feed the children
and the world again


-----------

turn around boys
the wars are ahead
only wars

turn around

the seed is still pure
the creation is still there

man and woman
children

still there

we are not slaves
we are not simply waiting
for cluster bombs
to seperate
our children from true fate

what are we doing?

she is lovely
eterna
infinite breath
peace

do you love?

if so

turn around boy
now

,




in the cold night



Where the children are watching

                                 And listening

//

The young boy is moaning

( she looks so fine )

the moon is crying

But she gonna do him right

••

The city bows town

To the goddess of light

;;

The young ***** is singing

Gonna do the boy right

and i come
.....................soft

and i come
........................slow

seed pulsating
time and space

in the
HEARTLAND
of the Country
.....
in the true meaning
of the World
....

I AND ALL OF MY FRIENDS

(simple people
-------like you)

we wait for eachother
so patiently

amid the "saviours"
and their Wars

and the sacred Children
Hungry and Homeless
on the Streets

.



Oh little one

_


oh oh
oh oh

Oh

Little one

•

Little one

We are here

In this

Cesspool

Of subliminal destruction

:::

When some babe

Talks of beautiful scars

& the joy of pain

Walk away

Little one

From

This cesspool
Of

Subliminal destruction

::

They have come to **** you

Vulture souls

Walk Away

Little one

From this cesspool

Of subliminal destruction

••

Of subliminal destruction

under the plow

the soil becomes fertile

water!
water!

look see!

the child is here

we make love

and so "the image" becomes "real"

and then also

do we

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

on the day that we allowed

the government to lie to us about 9-11

we lost our country
we lost our souls

and of course

we killed

all the children of the world

-----------

only love can heal

LOVE THAT IS REAL

all the dying children of the world

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

#      #

It looked like he wanted to

Why did he want to ?

I don't know

///

It looked like he wanted to

Why ?

I ain't no mind reader

///

Why ?

Why what ?

I don't know

///

It looked like he wanted to

"They used to lynch Negroes from this Tree"
--

The Church burns down

..

..

A beautiful Summer afternoon

Looking for lovers

Dressed in ******

----

Wild birds in the sky!
-

Crack ****** in the streets

--

Went to college ain't no jobs nohow

---

We know where this is going
I'm sure we do
--

We be going back again

We be gathering guns and rope

Packing the courts with hangin judges

Takin orders from the New Kings

broken spirit......(the human race)

corporations have more rights than you do!!!!

yet
you sit on your fat *****
and repeat

what you are told to !!

silly boys and girls
masquerading as men!!
---
broken spirit
(mirroring your wasted lives!!
--

the splendor
the vast creation

what is this to you?

electronic blips on the computer screen
we

do not even see
all
the children

die

(                       <
/ > > \             / ( ( \
/\                       /\

                                                         he and she

~~~

We

Weave together our minds

Into the story that shall Remain

••

Shall WE remain ?

Only if we want to
That's for sure

//////

We are      SEED

we water ourselves !

WILL WE ?

//

If not we shall surely die

Within the BANKSTER MINDS

of a dead and debased nation

••

Lovers !

Playing ***** games !!!!

Making a death of the creation !!

••

WE

We weave our lives into a

LIVING STORY

Or simply die on the ****** streets

Razor blades and ****** in our hands

we cringe
so pathetic!

we flee
so pathetic!

we hide
so pathetic!

then we praise jesus cause he died

and we come too
come soon
we
......
it is a slow twisting
in the wind day
only lover are out
for here
we are seen
......
let the bombs fall
come on policeman!
----
see! we are afraid no longer
we have learned
--
and the mighty shall fall
under the weight
of the caricature
they weave
out of what
might have been
...........
we
we have appeared
see!
come
be
be free

goin home....... if it's there
stiull im goin home

if it's there
i'll get there

if it aint
i wont

but i'm a goin home

i'll see you if you're there
if you're not i won't

home is home
yea
home is home

goin home....... if it's there
stiull im goin home

if it's there
i'll get there

if it aint
i wont

but i'm a goin home

the killer is done
the lover comes

i'm a goin home
if you're there i'll see you

if you're not i won't

and if its true.....
TRUE!

and if we could?!

WE WOULD!

(wouldnt we?)

---

faith my love

love

unites

and the world, too

-----

i touch you

you hold my heart
tender
it is
my heart

isnt it?

--------

only 2 tiny souls

we

we are?

we

we are BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!

----

if

yes  it is

true

we

are here

and creation itself

is pleased