dead fly on my roller blind
dragged into the light
there to find as I unwind
or draw back up at night

round as ripples on a pool
flattened by the wheel
spinning on the pole and spool
cured of real by reel

this had happened long before
and would repeat again
knock he might on heaven’s door
but here he will remain

like that movie, Groundhog Day
from his dream never wakes
rolling out and rolled away
reminded of mistakes

reflecting on this gruesome sight
I think of my life too
and perhaps explain it might
why I get deja-vous

someone, somewhere pulls a string
and once again I'm seen
life and death are the same thing
we're dead flies on a screen.

HP won’t
let me
               on…..

You were raised without praise
where storms are the norm
catch
the wind
that crosses the tide
trudge the dread and take that stride
break the violence
where curses were built
Satanic crutches
fells the mind
crave wisdom that fleeces the foe
stretch the sinew
and grow
your
... spine...
dream the dream
leave hate behind
and
refrain from crime
brown leaf
Pray!!!
stay alive
in this bright future
you
were born
to
survive.