copy this poem and
throw it out the car window
may it justify the street sweepers -
existence  
may it clean the ears or wipe the *** -
of the less fortunate
maybe folded twice and used as a -
coaster or pick at the teeth of the -
clinically gluttonous
set it afire and let it warm someones -
bones
turn it into an airplane and flick it into-
a windstorm
may it scrape the dog **** from designer -
shoes
serve the purpose of its master in whatever
way he or she may choose .....

My inner organisms would be wise -
to worship the god Randolph , for I -
control the power of life and death in their universe* ...

Strumming a guitar with -
my ceiling fan brother
He's one hell of a drummer
Keeps time like no other
A few crickets are now added to the -
mix
Nocturnal musicians just like me ,
lovers of jazz getting their kicks
Feet tapping time stirs my coffee ,
the diddy goes where it needs to be
Perfectly timed shots of firewater -
ties up this midnight arrangement
Buzzing , smiling , creative and free* ....

I stumbled across a rock on the lake trail
It waited five hundred years to catch me -
off guard
The forest was busy with life and death
A laughing raven sensed my loneliness
The heirs to grasses which once fed -
the American bison brushed against -
my trousers
Hope eternal caught my eye in the form -
of late winter flowers
Conifers fought the invisible wind
Air filling a vacuum , rushing to fill -
a void in every direction
Theoretical madness , constant confusion
Every unique image forever lost* ....

Cherubs morph into morning -
songbirds
Black angus return to low country -
fields in thunderous herds
In the midst of gray , laden February
clouds the 'Morning Star' bows before -
Ra
Ravens scamper through the treetops
Ra paints the woodlands , the valley , the
'creekdale' and the tin rooftops
Melodic springs doth awaken ...                                                              ­     Submissive curt winter bows before the springtide maiden

Smiling fourth estate goons prosper and sing from -
the very tree of corruption they chastise , portraying themselves as historians , the put upon and defenders of liberty* ..

A pall of construction yellow and tarnished silver overwhelms -
forest green , wetted , life giving potential
She's forever the lady , forever a student of
charm , forever grace in harms way
A curtsey before the leviathans longing-
to destroy her* ...