When was the last time you cried over your mother
We're all mothers and bums
stranded on our own street corners
w/grim looks/jaundice eyes
waiting for recognition
something to happen
Everything flowing past
Cars following cars out of town
Into the house-up the driveway
Into a parking lot
A drive-thru next to a dumpster
We can have everything we want
If we cease wanting everything
Belief is half the struggle
In this effort of completion
Can you feel the weight of things?
Here as they are
As they have always been and always will be
It's just us
You've got something on your mind
Something you're not saying
but there isn't much time left to say it
And it'd make all of the difference

Whenever the Hunger ceases
I shall be dead
I shall want for nothing
We cannot see the end yet
Today is just a featureless poison
What meat from in the vegetable kingdom?
What pause have the sailors given you?
How many heartbreaks must we endure?
That place every man knows
Hints at transformation
The moment we can't speak about
Words just don't touch it
What did you see this ordinary day?
Aren't people all the same?
What do you think?
Can you pinpoint my mercy?
Or tell a real smile?
From beneath dim lights
Where's your humanity? Encased in leather?
Do you rule your world?
What do flowers look like?
Are you afraid to say brother?
We can forgive each other right now
Right in this moment
Oh but you're afraid to say brother
Or maybe you don't know how
The man on the corner is as suspicious of us as we are of him
Isn't it all too familiar?
What's he really asking for?
How much does your humanity cost you?

I don't really know. The showing  game played finger fiddle on the dry dock. Know no crab heart. Speak no sympathy. Win an award for me. Tremble softly at the temple's mouth. Before the soft southern winds blow fine candle flame flickers on the wall. Stood there all sobriety & soft arms. No death for those unborn, tried again & spent tireless hours gnawing at applications. Wonder why the stack showed signs of sympathy. The *** stands ready at the gates of eternity. a single trembling finger reaches out past the event horizon of infinity. All of the molecules in the ***'s body shudder and come apart. He is a disembodied mass of hovering electrons. Episodes from childhood play out like an old vaudeville show in the cold vacuum. Time Itself stops completely for the pouty-lipped black boy repeating rap lyrics like personal mantras of purpose. A living myth of purpose played out in rhyme. Time cut. Winter just kills me. Everything stops growing. Stops living. Cells cease replication. Hair doesn't grow. Nothing moves but the snowfall. The ******* all freeze.

Atrophied claws
rake the wooden tiles
crawling toward
the authentic touch
of moving energy
working toward the source
of the divine egg
at the end of the
Long Hall
energy resounds
& beckons towards
the point of life

Please forgive me if sometimes I'm not myself

I try to put my troubles on a shelf

But every now and then I fall

When pressed against the wall

I become the darkness in us all

The troubles of this world

Sometimes become unfurled

And lead me to a place that has no name

But I try to keep in mind it's just a game

And focus on the light from whence we came

To which, we will make our returns

When the gentle flame of life no longer burns

Do we watch

As the final living flower

Sheds its blossom

All true life

Just outside our grasp

Stood shivering

In Midwestern bones

Don't you know

God's beneath the pavement

The Living Spirit aches

beneath our feet

The Endless Hunger

Gnaws emptily at our shoulder

We turn away

Into the next seduction

I've seen children disappearing

Melting back into their mothers

Dissolving before fathers

Grandfather's back broken

To satisfy them all

Eclipsed by new sorrow

Bright as shattered glass

Don't you feel the worlds shudder?

The host is tired

He wants to rest eternally

While we all

Write The Question

We never ask

Nobody knows why

All our children are sick

Contrast of the city's hopeless depression & ******* nonsense
overload of dead ends and fear
Serenity and perfection of nature
where a man can truly be free of conditioning

How proud & humbling to climb a mountain and earn it's view
Vision of glacier paths & Arapahoe eagle feathers for battle

Smell of ***** snaking through the *** ****, seared meat and water
Pines and boulders uniquely arrange a path for me
Blisters & stones & cactus flowers

From skid row to luxury & back again
Peasants, princes & kings
worlds of people & things
1500 miles from home

They're building up the city
scouting new territory
Dreams of friendship and romance
as I die many peaceful deaths on the riverbank

cockroaches & needles
mountain rain drizzles on the pines
The wind howls might of god through the valley & sculpted peaks

Someone assures me of the presence of the Combine
An insect sees only what he needs to
A man sees whatever he wants

Something is here
The mountains play mysterious games
Tricks, illusions
One might feel trapped

100 years is not long
10 years is a lifetime

One can learn about nearly everything from looking at a river

I am filled with desire
Now I am completely empty

It is quite obviously unknowable
I am dissolved into it's substance
I am possessed with unconscious fears
I wake up unsure of my mind

The body is strong, god bless it
We are perfect beings

There are infinite realities
We make our own worlds & hells
All is safe in God's hands
Effort is required in the dance