“When will men be extinct?” .. BBC News

I will not gnash my teeth nor weep
When we become
An endangered species
(Once most men have 'gone beyond')

We live in
Suffering and slavery
With
Confused psychotic minds
Inhabiting a fallible
Frustrating
*****-trapped
Network of organic
Body-Time-Bombs
Stuck inside skeletal cages
With illegible end-dates

Some men fear death
I fear long life
(Perpetual life as an ordinary being
In an ordinary body)

If I could live forever
I would not want to be bound
To flesh or feather forever

I should send Steven Spielberg this script?

Sean Hunt  
2015 Somewhere in Scotland

Jerome Taheny says
That the word
'Unfindability'
Sparks
His imagination

Nothing is new
Under the sun
Our realizations
Come one by one

Inside my smoke
You couldn't find me
In all of your mirrors
You could not be seen

You didn't find me
I didn't see you
We came to the same
Conclusions

I was looking for someone who just wasn't there
The truth is you couldn't be found anywhere
Smoke and mirrors. we play the same game
Though we both call it by different names

Nothing is new
Under the sun
Our realizations
Come one by one

The script that was written
Was perfect for you
Your acting was easy
Nothing was new

When the shooting was over
And the movie was done
You stopped playing the part
But kept wearing the gun

I was looking for someone who just wasn't there
The truth is you wouldn't be found anywhere
Smoke and mirrors. we play the same game
Though we both call it by different names

Nothing is new
Under the sun
Our realizations
Come one by one

Sean Hunt
Windermere Jan 20 2016

Dream Of Yesterday    

How is your dream of  yesterday
Is it running away with you again?                                
Are you dropping the reins, drifting away,
How is your dream of yesterday?

Are you remembering dreams of another day
Trying so hard to rewrite the play
Reading reviews of yesterday's news
How is your dream of yesterday?  

Are you chasing the shadows in your show  
First they come and then they go      
Watching them all night and day
Believing what they say  

Where were you when she went away
Do you remember your dream that  day?
You didn't know her shadow would go
It walked right out of your show  

Sean Hunt   2016

This is "The story of Me"
The person
You think that you see
Please
Try to find me
The person you think you see
Please, try to find me

Turn the world upside down
Look all around
The person you think you know
Who puts on a show
Slips through your hand
Like grains of sand
Like dust on the floor
Swept out the door
The ephemeral glow
Of an old rainbow
Some moments of sun
And all is undone

I was never here
Now let 'me' dis appear
I grasp at my self
Like beauty and wealth
As if they were real
As if they were true
I grasp at me
I grasp at you

I am only a name
I know this game
And every  thing
Is just the same
I know this game
I am only a name
And every thing
Is just the same
I know this game

Sean Hunt  
Windermere 2015

The light is clear
Your eyes and ears
Don't see or hear a thing

Your mind will know
No where to go
No thing you have to bring

Now the funeral of youth
You focus on the truth
Of every single thing

No more roll, no more rock
Leave the starting block
This song you now must sing

Sean Hunt
Windermere 2015, November

It's about me
Not about you
Or what you do

Sean Hunt
Windermere Jan 16 2015

You see an inanimate me,
Frozen in time,
Don't believe this subtle deception.
Focus well, my friend.
Watch the form of my face change
Ever so slowly.
In the ground of the coin
Surrounding me
I swim in a sea of minted metal
I walk through a landscape world
Breathing silver air
A regal persona
Looking like
A permanent phenomenon.
But I am not!
This is a lie!
I am worthless tender
On earth.
I am only a minted man
Don't pay me much attention
I'll melt away, one day
I am the coin,
The coin is me.
Now do you see
Who I am not?

Sean Hunt  
Windermere  2015

There's a reason, there's a rhyme
Behind the pantomime
I see something behind the scene
Do you know what I mean
Don't  fly too high, or fall too low
One thing you must know, it's all a shadow show

Nothing's the way that it seems
Just try to find me, and every thing you see
Turn every thing upside down
In the country and the town
Don't believe your eyes, they only tell lies
That goes for you, and me, and every thing we see

Nothing's the way that it seems
Even the dreamer is dreamed

Try to touch the things you see, try to touch me
In the end you'll be staring at air, because there's nothing out there
Human confusion we see, don't believe your dream
It's human confusion we see, don't believe your dream

Nothing's the way that it seems
Even the dreamer is dreamed

There's a reason, there's a rhyme
Behind the pantomime
I see something behind the scene
Do you know what I mean?
Sean Hunt
Windermere  Jan 13 2016

I know some friends consider me
To be a dour dharma dude
That's ok because
As they say
Each to their own food
Or wine
Or entertainment  time
And their own rules
For love and hate
Of every thing
Like my silly little rhyme

One look in a clean mirror
Can give me such a fright
If all I saw were me
Out there
What a horrid sight!
That would be,
If all I could see is me!

Sean Hunt
Windermere Jan 7 2016