,



The tired boy

( he has carried the girl for 1000 years )

)(

Into the mountain of myth

Amid the fires

( where is the mother ! )

•


Oh how we have failed to be here !

::       ::

Sleeping in caves or on the ground

The tired boy and the dying girl

)(

Love poems drip down from the sky

)(

Fading ....

Unread

Almost a lie

•

Up ahead (?)



Holy warriors


Bow and arrows by their sides


••

You and I ... (?)

YES !

where in the story are you and I ?


.

just one more
and we know who this one is for

he was so lovely
kind
and free

once
i thought it was you

now
i think it was me

--
--

on the subway train
my god!

home

--
--

we pretend to be stupid long enough
well
ya know

ya get used to it

--
--

ya watch television long enough
see enough movies
hear enough music

ya fall in love
with anyone
anything

and are doomed!

---
---

falling in love

is not the same as a

tag-team wrestling match!

arent you glad you know that now?

--
--

open your heart!
open your eyes!

home

--
--

and so
just one more

and we know who this one is for

he was so lovely
kind
and
free

once
i thought it was you

now
i think it is me

Crippled

By anxiety

------

Crippled by

Vision of

Lovelessness

••

The demons have come
The devil
Has arrived!

•••

Limpin thru the storm

Every  single child!

••
••

Lightening cross the sky!

Faces faces faces !!!

Exploding  in the mind

••

••

Come
Let's escape

••

We know how to do it

IM SURE YOU WOULD AGREE

.


... Campfires burning in the hills

and the young boys gathering there

)(

when one leaned down and

Parted her ***** hair

?   ..  ah the vision  ...  !

::

And to run your fingers up and down

The crack of her ***

Until settling in her *******

Was the thing !

:://::

the waves of power

Of nurturing strength

And of fierce compassion

Pouring forth

From her heart

)(

These too
Were there

)    O     (
///  •  ||
<>  

x

Small seed

The limping vision

Yet
( so powerfully )

The broken boy retrieves

You from the dying world

////

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

Across the bridge
The Forest beckons

Will he find a name in the sky ?

••

All that mattered ..:..
                 Did it matter ?

//

Truth is a very awesome thing

//

What we are is so
Much greater

Than we even dare imagine

//

Under the ground in a state of forever

Or sitting cross - legged in the hills

/:/

We could be so much more generous than we are

}|~||

After reading her poetry for 5 hours

I told her it was a little better than lousy

But -----

The next time I saw her she was more than just smiling

//://

We cross that bridge when it appears

Under ground
Or

Sitting cross - legged in the mountains

//

We

Love or we don't

That's the thing

:://::\::

(The few who remain)

••

Pulsating

Creative

Light Energy

••

We are trapped in a HOLOGRAM

(Dying on command)

While the REMNANTS of the TRUTH
seek

A way to bring humanity

To their True Peace

::\:://::

Humanity

Wallowing in Pain

Victims of Self Slavery

Worshipping Abuse

••

I
(LIGHT PULSATING )

PURE CREATIVE ENERGY

••

••

Come

It is a short walk down to the River

A short climb up to the Mountain Top

|||||||
~~~~~~
||||||

Come

Away from the self inflicted imaginary Pain

Away from the illusionary Love

Into the Eye-of-God

Unto ME

(                                                  
•                            
)              

                                )
              •
(



                                                     ^^^

~~~~~

Lone boy

The world

/.:./

Every single one is true

( every story
Every life )

••

Say it plainly

So all might understand

::::

::::

Ere this night is thru

Dreams called angels

DESCENDING

::::

Which one are you ?

//

We come ( it seems ) from far away

we walk FOREVER for a while

And then the dawn

•

Love

//

What else is really here at all

So come when you hear

Someone crying

:/:

( who isn't crying ?  )

•

Lone boy !

Lone girl !

If I was a poet

I could write a story !

•     •

Come

Be YE ripe and strong

I'll see you in the morning

And I'll listen to your Song

"                                                          



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


^^ +  ^^


In the middle of the

Very first morning

/:/

We come
We come

Down from the mountain

In our purity

Down from the mountain

::

Hear the song

And be free

""••""

Out across the waters

Ships are sailing

//

Warriors

Moving in the mist

Moving in the dream

Young boys

They are so brave

Gonna be

Free men

Gonna live in total honesty

"""""""

On the beach at dawn

Young girls are dancing

•
•
•

Out upon the waters

The hour of our fate

•

Now or never

Now of never

Now or never

Yeah

That is our True Name

looking over san francisco from the heights of TWIN PEAKS

"come god!............send down your flaming KARMA!
all is remembered!
all that we've done here!...........to
......eachother!......."

well.....he didn't

OR DID HE?

(and i don't think he was listening to my mad anger)

but WE weren't stopped from destroying the world

****** the earth

choking each human body with
human hatred

were we?

( well.....i actually stopped hating
............)

now....we move around so listlessly
calling our "fearful greed"

HUMAN NATURE!

and still calling this vacuum of emotion
"our god"

and still pretending our

INNER DEATH

is

INNER PEACE!

which is NOT to say
there is NO inner peace
that is real

but a person who feels it doesn't really just sit around saying

"wow...inner peace!"

in the valley
.
innocence!
..
remember!!
-----------
(before the ******* leaders
took us into
needless war)
.
.....(i remember)....
------

we were lovers
to love was easy
.
we are of the killer nation
we live off the fruits of greed
it is no good
no good no good
...here...
----
we return
naked
hungry
afraid
.
we return to the valley
.
of our
"innocence"*
.....

we return to each other
we stand before each other
we grieve
but
we are here
and
we
remember and go on
and on
and on

:-;-;-;-:

Forging

From the chains

New chains

••

They said

WE WILL BE FREE

and so they were

••

It is quite simple as we know

•

The high school vanished and true wisdom appeared

••

They walk forever thru eternity

Everybody is glad

""0""
|
/ (  • ) ( • ) \

/ \

                                                                   -- she is such a lovely girl

••

she sits in the park

                                                          ---- playin with the little kids  

::

She is strong

( from carrying -- everyone )

//

She is here

Even when she's Somewhere's  else

//

Scars ?

She constantly heals herself

:;:

we

love is like a bonfire

we we we

Love is like a bonfire

we we we we we

Love is like a bonfire

••

I told her I loved her

She squatted down in the grass
And took a ****
And walked away

ARE YOU TRYIN TO TELL ME SOMETHIN ?
I yelled

YEAH
she said

SO HURRY UP
WE GOT WORK TO DO

//

she held the mountains in her hand

The whole world within her Eye

She is so beautiful

But then

( Ya know )

I thought

MAYBE I SHOULD HELP OUT

( OR SOMETHIN ? )

//

we
we we we
we we we we we
we we we we we we we

//

We don't hurt ourselves no more

Only one
Love

Only one
Life

Only one
Lesson

To learn

...
...
....
On broken streets

Broken people still dream

Dream of you

Dream that you shall be here

••

The healer has a song
He constantly sings it

And the wind becomes

Healing hands

And lo!

Your face!

••

Naked dancer o'er the high hill

Greets the Dawn

••

Naked high school ******* ****** sheets

Creates the Pain

••

In the background

lady Gaga  

Gags me out the door with a spoon

Singing the glory of the ****

••

On and on

••

You so decent

So devoted to the truth you seek

-----

You

A god!

A goddess!

MY HEART IS BREAKING!

seeing you like you are

-/--/-

Only one love
Life
Lesson to learn

••

We stagger along alone

We shoud simply stop and heal ourselves

But we don't

Cafe

The river

•

Stray dog

•••••••••••

No !  no !  -----  please!

NO JOGGERS!

(Okay -- no joggers)

••

The moon passes over behind the cathedral

(nice touch -- eh
The
Cathedral?)

•

•

The cool evening

The stars

•••


The dreamless
Inhuman

Emptiness

•

Our lifelessness

••

Loveless love poems

--

Waiting to die

the long escape...
come
we shall escape
......
we shall make a new vision of the real
we shall destroy this world
we shall create a new one
.......
the true belief
come
we shall believe
..........
one more stupid political speech!
i'll puke forever!
(or die!)
............
one more inhuman face
calling for my loyalty
calling the boys to war
creating poverty
killing for profit
THIS WORLD!
...
NO!
no more!
__
*(are you here?)*
.
maybe not
___

come
escape
come
believe
.
then you can die with respect
and rest in peace

(                                      
                   )
(                            
                  )
(                    
)
(      
\/
/\
/    \
:;:


The long creation

The waters of powerful

Understandings

The Great Forever

the simpleness of seed

TOMORROW'S WORLD

THE WORDS OF TODAY

••

We are not these mundane petty

Economic

Slave machines !!

HOW could YOU EVER THINK SO ?!?!

What a funny thing to have to say  !

••

Children

Stand your ground !

Know the TREE

eat from it gladly and be the man

That you are supposed to be

•

(Here together )

In the sacred teepee

Meditating with your lord

Child of compassion

Mercy's touch
--
I seen you on

The vey first day

---

Countless the years

Along the way

--

I loved what I saw

And what you did say

••

Child of compassion

Mercy's touch
_

That which you are

Describes the world

^   ^   ^
<  (                                          )  >
O
<                              (    )                          ­    >
(       )

_

                                   Sandals                     over the rubble
footsteps
                                                     Thru the bombed out buildings

••

Tears
Faces of beauty

••

Tears

///

Father and the mother

Mother and the child

Searching for each other

But they all are dead

///

We are

Makers of corpses

We are

Corpses in the making

Smiling corpse faces

Tell you our stories

Tell you corpses what you should feel

••

We shall cry

Tears

But not with beautiful faces

::;::

Tears

••

                                        ­ Sandals                          over the rubble
footsteps
                                                 Thru the bombed out buildings

••

Tears

Faces of beauty

••

Tears

(                                                
                                        )
(                          
                )
(
\/
/\
/    \

                              %%%%
•                                        

                                    Diner

Desert heart                                        dyin dream
We were there !

In the heat of passionate embrace

////

Tiny child                                              corpse
                                                                 In the road

I am sorry                No one gives a **** but me

///                                                      

The abandoned diner there
                                       The unused mothering love

Just a bunch of ******* writing poetry about *******

That's why you're dead

////                      
                    
In these barely human days

•

Refugees moving look you among

//

Amid the unused mothering love

^    ^    ^
(                                                    ­      )
(  )
   <(                             (     )                              )>  
(         )

/ ---- \

•                      •

                                    ­                                      watch them die

•                      •

The long and hard realization

The ordinary simple desire

To be unafraid

::::

The loneliness of the long - distance lover

/::/

The sun in the sky

•

We move up and down freeways is all

////

Others ?

( watch them also die like we die )

••

Mockery

:/:

The ringing of the Bells

••

The death knell

But we fear only fear and the underlying

Demand of Consistency

////

We know ( and well )

That our love is quite so very ******* fake

But we are so that we can't say what we fully
Know and believe

///

Another useless day becoming meaningless night

••

We die

We watch eachother die

If this keeps up we' ll all be dead

///

she really stands for something!

we make love

constantly

---------

my eyes are gift givers, i know!

pure light!

resting upon you....

all the time

-------

be fearless!

unless of course

you-really want to be afraid

just don't bother

telling me about it

------

everybody dies sometimes, he(1) said

but he(2) said ,there is no such thing as time

which is something even you know

--------

there sure are a lot of people around here

all different

sometimes i wonder why

--------

bliss!
love!
truth!
peace!

what the hell is going on?

--------

ever since neva flores left

it is very boring

round here

to

Deborah's poem

DEAR POETS

:::::

Now

When I first read the poem

I AM HERE FOR THE POETRY
AND NOT THE HATE

I thought it was a very clear LOOK at the world

..... That we are all HERE on this earth expecting the
POETRY
of Justice
of Compassion
of Human Honesty

//

while reading the comments
It appeared that HERE is in reference
To HP

which to me kind of trivialized the poem

But

Everyone will read a poem as they see fit

//

As I read on .... ( and this includes Deborah 's responses to the comments )

I started to have different emotions

::

As it seemed ? ( only seemed )

That a circle of lovers was rallying around
ONE OF ITS OWN

and my mind drifted into thinking

WHAT IF YOU ARE NOT IN THIS CIRCLE OF LOVERS
WHAT IF YOU ARE , say ., an OUTSIDER
A RENEGADE ?

( now

I am not saying we should take these labels too seriously

But )

.... (?)

But it is so very easy for Love to mean Mutual Praise

... So very easy for the Outsider to feel

NOT .... Unloved
BUT .... Treated Indifferently

///

IF the poem said

I AM HERE FOR THE POETRY
NOT THE INDIFFERENCE

it would be very awkward

But is something to consider as we grapple with

The meaning and potential of POETRY

;;;

If it said
( and it doesn't )

I AM HERE FOR THE PRAISE OF MY POETRY
NOT THE CRITICISM

?????

:::

Of course

The weakness inherent in the

:::: Poem simply as poem ::::

Is the lack of definition to the word   ....  Hate

( saying

WE ALL KNOW WHAT SHE MEANS

is not the same as saying

SHE STATED CLEARLY WHAT SHE MEANS

///

Of course

The poem isn't really a poem

But is a goodbye to friends message

///

But what if you are not one of Deborah 's friends ?

Does that mean you are a HATER ?

//

I write this not out of any desire

To criticize anyone

Or this poem

••

I am merely asking

That we ( as poets ! )

Ask more from ourselves in the way of clarity

In the portrayal of our ultimate purposes and goals

And that we examine more carefully the effects of what our words do to others

And not only on the effects others' words have upon us

;;;

The Wall of Protection

We build around ourselves

That allow us to express ENORMOUS amounts of

HATRED

for

Ex lovers !

For

Criticizers

Etc

///

HATE IS HATE

& when I read of hate

( and the self hate of the self mutilators )


I FEEL HATED !

//

I simply suggest that in the GREAT STRUGGLE

that poetry finds itself within

We seek to express the universal truths

And not just our personal feelings

Of the wrongs and rights of our experiences

And I full heartedly thank Deborah

for this

Thought provoking poem

And look forward to see the effects of it

As it manifests itself

In our poetry

And in our lives

and in the world

////:
://///

LOVE!!

did YOU say -----love?-----

••

*******!
**** YOUR LOVE!

we got our own thing!

----

(Yeah , right)

••

••

In face of the GREAT SUFFERING

at least call yourself a man

Tired poets!

/-/

Blah blah blah

/-/

Intelligence is dangerous to HAVE

Let alone show!

Let alone share!

---

And so?

/-/

Blah blah blah

/-/

Might ae well be main stream journalists

Or
Thieving politicians!

---

__

Love poems filled with hatred and self pity!

/-/

Blah blah blah

/-/

Might as well talk about

*******
&
*******!

/-/

Digging stale ideas from the garbage dump!

While GOD calls your name

--

But all yer thinking about
Is getting laid

/-/
/-/

In this the hour of PURE human need

We

Play with penises and razor blades!

The

••

(The------what?)

•
•

See the ****-stained girl in the shadows!

•

YES!

WHAT IS SHE DOING?

•

(falling in love)

••

WITH WHAT?

•

with the fantacy of falling in love

••

••

BUT WHAT TO HER----IS----LOVE?

••

A fantacy

•
••
•

But if you DO love her---

SHE'S GONE!

.



little Joey comes awake

Hopes he don't get killed today

Oh my god

He's off to school !!

Everybody kneel and pray !!

////

Oh

Poor Joey  ... !!

///

Some say they hate him

he feels their curse

Some say they love him

Which is even worse !!!

•

The new meaning of the  GOLDEN  RULE

is to steal the Money while playin the fool

••

Everybody wants to feel safe

By being a part of the Master Race

They assure you that to be free

You've got to find the new Mussolini !!

•

Oh

Poor Joey !!

•

Little Joey off to school

little Mary cryin in the corner

Holds her hand looks deep on her eyes

Says : let's blow this joint or we're gonna be goners !

Left unattended

••

The BEGOTTEN

Little soul

THE EARTH

is dying

We

Wander

••

The cliff

We wander

Is truth here?

THE MOTHER

We see the killers

We know

•

We feel everyone, everything

••

BEGOTTEN

:::::

We say nothing

We are as the dead

••

Unattended

The child

What to do?

Only one thing

we are so alone amongst eachother
our conscious love?
my oh my
in short supply!

we want what we can take
we refuse to hold what is offered
we are so asleep
complacent slaves

OF WHAT?

dont ask dont tell
dont ask dont tell!

is it reallly
okay?

no!
so!

we are such complacent slaves

my oh my

our conscious love?

IN SHORT SUPPLY

(                                                  

•

                                                )


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

:::::

Over the high steeples

                           ONE          (             god ' s name      )

//

I had a girl once who wanted my love
Wanted a family

I

Wanted to be a Human Being

////

Up on the mountain

So to speak

//

The rivers here in California are bare and dry

Death has come
Maybe you too will die

And the children will die

But not everyone will die

Can you tell me who will not die ?

//

We are all so inhuman we are really dead

//://


Rain !

Water !

Life !

True people !

Again !

bountiful days!

in and of here,
we express so many emotions!
--
--
virtual realities
smother the imagination
--
the "way" is clear
only if REAL
--
without knowing DEATH
nothing is real

and "i love you"
is only
a phrase that fall down
a moment before
we evaporate
--
dear maiden i must see
you naked in hills and fields
where you create your vision
of your very dream
--
do you ever call out for me?
--
or anyone?
--
yes!
be aroused
it is your day
to take
to the highest purpose
that you allow
--
may i come with you, please?

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

(                                                
•                
)
                          
                                                    )
                          •
    (





^^^                                            
••

the
                                                  soldier

she told him she would love him forever


He

Simply kills for gold                                          

/////

She

????????

In the meaning of

It all

•


We

We too are soldiers

We **** for gold but we call it love

• •

The dead just are dead

Our world is dead

We ????????

We die in our silence

We die in shame

We die in the blood of our indifference

We die in our love for loveless exchanges

We die in our desire to live

••

He
                                          The soldier

She told him she would love him forever


••

We die together or apart

We simply die because we allow

Our innocence to wither

As we go insane

///

We die because we allow the world to die

( )
(   )
(       )


/////

we are the stuff god is made of

•

Only all together

//

Holy holy Day

::

My Friend

/////

The waters from hills

Fields rejoice

A gentle maiden in the meadow

•                              •

You too !

•

( and I too
Am

Come )

////

Love too shows her face

••

Strength !

//      //

The arrow thru the sky

The ***** on the bridge

Won't we all be humans some day

••

Shadows

But the light of morning comes

Even unto alleyways

//

Let us go there

|.|
I heard a child crying
|.|

let's go there

Stand!
..
(Why?
We know
Only
a mystic  power
Finally released
Can save the day)

:::
I know you don't believe in it
So much for you!
--
You say:
"Conspiracy theory!"
to all search for truth
And a deeper meaning to the play
.
No!
It won't just GO AWAY!
Just because everybody's angry
----
Enter swiftly!
Stop!
Remain!
--
The HEART OF THE MATTER
Is here
wait
---
The instruction are at hand
Wait til you fully understand
Then
Gather yourself and take command

Lo !

Behold !

( all of the time )

•

We are here
Together

( all of the time )

•

True ENGAGEMENT --- is what we need

( all of the time )

••

Sweet the NEW DREAMS we shall find

(  all of the time )
(  all of the time )

••

Do you love me?

SPEAK TRUE

•

If we want a

TOMORROW

to be here

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

Fire in the hills

The soul comes awake

The lynched ***** lives !

•

AMERICA

Land of the demeaned

And home of the depraved

•

HAVE YOU READ THE CONSTITUTION
RECENTLY ?

The tea ****** asked the illiterate high school valedictorian

He muttered something in Chinese and was gone

••

The child was crying

The church had fallen down

On his head

•

Ready !

Little one I love you

The 1000 names of god

Well         I'm    counting on you
I'm calling your name

•

What does Death look like?
Just look around

Ain't nothin else here
All love is fake

•

Pretending that we don't know
That we don't see!

That everything might somehow
Turn out okay

•
I'm        counting on you
To remember your faith

•

Look up!
It's a blood red sky

Don't tell me
You       Caint
Tell Truth from Lie

If you ain't fixing to live
Ya must be trying to die

•

Counting the days
Dreaming the nights

•

Might as well set the story down right

try as we might the haunted interlude
takes on a life-of-its-own
and faces do appear
from out the darkness

(and bodies, too)

and
if our reality contains some truth
there may be souls within

the swirling images

as some say
they certainly do

----

accomplishing so little
day by day

the dark of death is seen
approaching relentlessly

and WHAT!, then?
is the story merely "over"
"finished" , "done"?

is our life only this

a wisp of imagery that
drifts awhile and fades

into meaninglessness?

----


come

now

....
live

be SOMETHING!
PLEASE!

meet me

on the misty mystic street

if only for a little while

()  ()  ()
/// • |
<>
/\

/\
~~

From out the ANYWHERE !

                           __ANYONE !

••                    

( who needs the details ? )

                               ••

But it is YOU

Who have come HERE

                 ////

( The love )

//

We are here for our world

//

We are not strangers !

//

( we are not strange ! )

//

We do not buy our Personalities

from Abercrombie & Finch !

or our Ideas !

( or IDEALS  ! )

••

We are the REAL DEAL

//                

( well ////
Now what ? )

                                  //

If you have not

( with all that you know )

Merged your consciousness back into the Light

Back into the Godhead

WHY NOT ?

doesn't seem like an inappropriate question

Does it ?

•    •

My god !

Are we just gonna watch each other suffer ?

Watch each other die ?

•

The soft song lingers on corners in the rain

The hot dog vendors

The balloon children

The harshest ladies of the gentle evening

We

( all of us it seems )

Gather together

In this twilight hour

To meet each other

And to love each other

Each unto each

((((        ))))
•
~

/\

/\

••

The greatest thing about being in the basement
of the mansion

Is that you know there's no escape so
there's no pressure on you
&
it's just like being free

••

Here in the basement of the mansion

Wisdom and Stupidity

are the same

And therefore so are

Love & Hate

so one can simply accept serenely
All that is happening

••

Because there is no
Excitement here to
Disturb our tranquility

It doesn't bother us when they
Take us out of here
Never to return

••

Seeing another thing die
Is no problem

No big deal

We just dump them in the hole

With the **** and ****

And all is well

••

Love

So pure !

We have put it all together !

Ya put the hard ******
into the
Hairy hole

And presto !

LOVE !

••

I love the closet

In the basement

Of the mansion !

I don't care no more

That I can't leave !

the ***!

--

Yeah

No more --- the searcher
No more --- the seeker
No more ----- the monk , the mendicant ,
the nurturer of nature

No

He 's just

the ***

••

What does this mean ?

--

Oh yeah

We know

(                                                   )
/ ) ) \                                       / ( ( \
/\                                               /\
•                                        •
•                   ­        •
•              •
•
~~
||||                                 ||||
( rain )

song in the Afternoon

:::::

she said

YOU SEEM SO HURT
SO BROKEN
SO ABANDONED

I LOVE OLD BROKEN THINGS

LET ME LOVE YOU
LET ME HELP YOU

I smiled

Her brittle precocious audacity was quite charming
Her  longing to be real
(Her own buried pain )

And I said

WHY DONT YOU COME OVER TO MY HOUSE
SATURDAY MORNING
AND HELP ME WORK ON MY OLD CAR

ITS SURELY OLD AND BROKEN DOWN
AND NEEDS SOME LOVE

she looked a little surprised
Even hurt

But said

SURE
I ' LL BE THERE

//////

Well
She sure knew nothin about cars
But she was game

Under the hood
Under the car

Crawling around

She was really helpful
And quite humble about things

We had a great time
And finally got the thing running

••

We went inside
I found some old clothes my big sister
Had left behind

And I gave it to her and invited her to
Use the shower

While I put our clothes in the washer

••

She came out all ***** and span

And we just stood there awhile looking
At each other

she said

YOURE NOT REALLY BROKEN
AND ABANDONED
ARE YOU  ?

and stood there in her honest vulnerability

NOT ANY MORE THAN MOST

I said

MAYBE NOT ANY MORE THAN YOU

I added

/////

We stood there in an awed silence

//

She said

WELL
I GOTTA GET ON HOME

THANKS FOR SPENDING
SOME TIME WITH ME

||~~||

SAY

MAYBE YOU CAN TAKE ME
FOR A RIDE IN YOUR CAR SOMEDAY

she stared down at the ground

OH
IM SURE OF THAT

I said

IM SURE OF THAT

.




Emerge


The heroes of the night

)      (

How many are here

Of the sacred passions

Of the tender feelings


The children are dying


Oh

We know

We know

We know

)(

The sound of the bouncing bed

We watched 36 episodes of

BREAKING BAD

last night


Only interrupted

By an occasional

Drive - by shooting

(.....>

the heroes of the midnight madness

Are those that truly want to know

•

the "reading" may take a while

UNDERSTANDING
is a pure necessity

"to long for" is
"nice"
but for a short time

you are NEEDED

(what of that?)

you are always welcome here

Doom

( images of fate ! )

•

How I DO love !

•

Can you feel your true  --  inside ?

••

Tell me what it is !  Just so you will know !

•      •      •      •

Can you not feel

Everyone in the world is crying ?

•••

( or    ---   ?   ---  
Hiding )

•

Reveal god to me

Any way you can

Do not be afraid

Nothing else means anything

••

Sacred sacred sacred

YOU !

Sacred holy full of grace

$ & $
OooooO

We come
( we do )
The harsh wreckage -our lives
Strung out and we too

Hardly standing anymore

••

Raw blood eyes

In the subway station
Waiting for Dawn

•

We come

Out of the wreckage
Out of the darkness
With blood red eyes

••

Killing ourselves
Killing each other

We say I LOVE YOU  
(  we know better  )

•

******* and penises
******* and penises
******* and penises

BROKEN TOYS

Some are leavin

Some have chosen to stay
In the burnin town


(          
(    
(
\/
/\
/    \
                           ##

Little child

///

                                                 Time to understand
//

Some are gladly dyin

••

( them that wanna hold your hand ! )

//                                    

The pilgrims are walkin

Out across the desert sands
                                             //
•

Out across the desert sands
//                                        
•

from here on the mountain

I see the tale unfold

I see your hesitation

But surely you must know

That death will strike you down

If you don't take to the road

//////

The burnin town
The burnin town

Some are leaving

Some have chosen to stay
In the burnin town

.



well we come from the Big Bang midnight

Oh she

Lady

Of the bouncing  bed

)(

She wanted heaven

But instead

Here she is

( She's at the center of town )

!!!

Little children sleeping on rooftops

Carefully guarding

The fire escapes

//

the vulture in the sky

Charges a quarter for a ride

You can get high but you can't get away

;:;:

Little boy singing for his supper

Homeless

Little homeless girl beneath the bridge

)(

They decide to be

Brother & sister

& a whole new world does begin

••

••

The old childless man

Limping beggar he


Lives with grace

If not with dignity

he lives with god

If not with man

Done all he could

Still doing what he can

( in the center of town )

••

Creation

)(

The center of town


:::

I see you coming this way

)(

The center of town

)"


Where the angels dance

On the head of a pin

& saints make love

In the alleyways

No deal!----come, walk free

•

Limitless

Like an ocean

The pure feelings!

LISTEN!

••

Your parents are acting like government agents
Demanding slavish compliance

To the most brutal forces ever known!

GOLLY!

••

(walk free!

Come)

••

It ain't no joke da pump done broke

And soon we be a'dying

Dyin

••

Thank god I am here!

****!

(******* I'm truly here!)

••
••

Poem of the mad night the prostitite the high school kid

Poem of the pure flight the gods who say they shall come

Who knows?
not I

Poem of remorse of love lost of mystic visions now found

POEM OF YOU WHO I SEE SOFTLY EMERGING SWORD IN HAND

SWORD OF BRIGHT LIGHT

FIT FOR A HERO'S HAND

FIT FOR A CHILD'S HAND

••

Here

We

Throw down the world and make our stand