some say
the world is out of kilter

others predict
that things are always getting worse
and humankind is doomed
to some terrible  
    though unspecified  
fate

yet others see the second coming
of their god within their lifetime

    somehow
    ‘no future’ seems to be
    the fashion of the day

what if
     rather than just complain
     about how wrong things are
     feel sorry for ourselves
     and conjure up the end of our days
we take some action
don’t leave decisions in the hands
     of corporations and ‘professionals’ and the 1%
    of politicians who are puppets
    of lobbyists and billionaires

what if
     the 99% wake up and cast their votes
     in their own interest
rather than that of candidates
     who eloquently advocate
     simple solutions for complex problems
     showing
          without knowing it
     that they really have no clue
     what they are talking about
    
what if
     we decide to elect leaders
     who actually drink the water they are preaching
     who after they’re elected also walk their talk      
     stick to their programs
     keep their promises
     to make
           with our help
    the world a better place

what if ……

You're my LSD Nightmare
You, the truth, the light, the way
You're my LSD Nightmare
The man who made the blotter
Did not realize the gate he had opened
And when I went through it
I wondered where I had gone
You, my LSD Nightmare
I love you, I love you, I lived in you
I am your eyes and I see your face
You, beautiful life, I confide in you
I wandered towards you and I saw in your eyes
I saw the sadness of thousands of years
I saw the sorrow of all the lost children
I wished I could tell you, but you were forgotten
When I finally found you, we lost our listlessness
We tumbled through the circles of time,
And found it all back where I'd left you
I love you, I loved you, I lived in you
And when I return, I'll tell you what I saw

Windowless, shadowless, fluorescent a room and schoolyard scent. A lecture on earth's composure rumbled on as thunder sounded when I need not know where my toes were. Terrestrial topography in the row marked 2 or 3. The hierarchy of "figured out" and inane diplomacy, but I was feeling fine. I was sitting alone and still and looking at the morning faces. I left spaces left and right so I could swallow my mind and wrap up tight in the vacuum allowed. The collided waveforms hit my selective ears. I'll see you next week. I'll see you next week. My knees are weak and I'm writing the words I don't know how to speak and writing the rhythm, the subject I so often treat poorly, write off as a cliche archetype made for the gullible, penned by the phony. Yet I can't wait. A nervous anxious wonder I can't shake, like a beautiful sun gliding over a closing wake with the wind on its back and a ship to take.

when I wake up from my dreams
   have to leave you
       then it seems
that the mornings are much colder
and I feel a little older
all these mornings without you

when I stumble out of sleep
   sad     because I cannot keep
loving images of you
           in my mind
and my body aches with longing
    for your warmth I cannot find
all these mornings without you

then I wish that time would fly
dream of mornings on which I
   turning over drowsily
find you sleeping next to me
happily can lift the cover
and come closer to my lover
oh, these mornings, loving you!

   * *

(from 2012)*


A chance reveals itself before me,
Happenstance too good to pass-
I take this to the street, I’m changing how I see.

My heart races, my heartbeat fast begins to flee
My world becomes vast
In a waterless sea

I see the movement in every tree
As I float on a greener grass
Compelled by my knees to take me where I see

I follow the calling, only a body
A nail guided by magnets moving as mass
I’m no longer confined by reality

A world crafted by an artisan in geometry,
To think every star that meets my eye greets me from the past
And we are living trapped and pointlessly.

The sun peers over the horizon at me,
Light warms my world fast
But warmer are my thoughts, the chance that found me
Moved my world and set it free.

it’s funny how they said
you need someone to complete you
and i spent so much time
looking for the light in another
and neglecting my own
not even realizing
that darkness only attracts more darkness
and hatred only begets more hate
and they said listen up,
you’re a douhghnut
you’ve got this massive hole inside you
and okay, maybe not a doughnut because
it wouldn’t be a doughnut without a hole
but maybe a cream puff or a pie crust
or something that needs filling
so i went everywhere
looking for a special kind of light to fill me
forgetting that i had my own
and it is like the color purple
looking for more of itself
and not realizing that
you could not be more purple
even if you tried
and what could someone just as full
of the same darkness and light ever give you
that you could not give yourself?
you are not an opposite
your existence does not depend on one needing the other
darkness needs light
and lightness needs dark
but you contain both, and everything and nothing
and there isn’t a single thing in this universe
that could make you whole
other than you coming back home to yourself

A good place to start
I don't know where it will end
But I know it will