We are all surfing 
under the surface of the sea
running into sunken wrecks
from ancient histories

Though the currents are strong
and the darkness cold
with courage we carry 
their baggage of old

Drunken sailors and their wives 
made a mess of our lives
but we seem to have survived
their promises and lies

In a dream one day
dressed in a soldier's kit
I was in a deep ditch
laying down in it
in a flow of water
that I could not feel
as a soldier sprayed bullets
that felt really real

It may have been a memory
for I was born after the war
then I may have been a soldier
on the other shore

Person
is
nothing more than
an actor in
a communal script
written by corpses
in a karmic crypt

Place
is
nothing more than
a thought about
imagined
territory

Time
is
nothing more than
a bursting bubble
in the sea
of eternity

I am not your mother
I’m another person
appearing in your life
I took you as my wife

Yet you see me
in a different way some days
when distant memories
can carry you away

Then subterranean things begin to happen
tremors from fracking
toxic gases get injected way below
the layers of the life we think we know

I am not your mother
I’m another person
appearing in your life
I took you as my wife

On pain of death
no word will rhyme
on my ****** page
The temptation will be resisted
My heels will dig
during this tug of war
between you and me
and I will win

In this poem of mine
every line
will rhyme
every time

While the sun shines
on my glass of wine
I'll take my time
It'll turn out fine

I will be kind
to your mind
Every line
will be refined

It will be a crime
If I'm unable to find
a word that rhymes
every time

My soup will beat any Michelin meal
Maybe mine is much more real
Though there's nothing in the bowl
it tastes so good
and every thing is understood
My favourite meal is onion soup
Every day I dine on ultimate truth
I eat my layers of onion one by one
I'm so happy when I get to the middle one
Sipping onion soup with my inner eye
What a wonderful taste, My Oh My!
When there's nothing to eat
nothing to chew
it's time to digest
There's nothing to do