which is better than me,
or the same somehow
as you-i won´t say
me..

lily lilts away..
what gives me the right?
you won´t or don´t hear me?
i could give a ****..

i love poetry!
not some ego fight
i do it for the money
and a smile..

to bust up some
moment
slugger!
heil ******..

i thought you might read a
poem-i having nothin
new-given up hoping
i put out my heart

for the love of it but-
but devoured by thankless-
more or less they cried
say hard..

so. we have silence which
is much better
in the flickety-flower
i hear (god etc)...

i

good evening ladies
and one gentleman!-
(caw..)
be careful what we

wish for, it may come
true..when young i
thought to be a millionaire
by thirty-

(the details were sketchy..)
and then through tolstoy
and the ragged trousered philantropist
was more interest..

and to the desert and the
eternal blue skies
love to discovery
i see in your faces

ii

something of the same
or the wisdom of nothing or
the world, chico, and everything in
it..

and if should be-a  faustian
reality
or the best for our children
what then..

do we cry-break out the
rocket launcher or
a biscuit and a cup of tea
and say, i thought so..

iii

man above everything is durable..
and, of course ,what we want most
of all-
is belief..

and this may unite us
(as it might divide-)
and where or how do
we aquire such?

argus..
temple or church
your eyes and heart
an atom in a trillion parts..

and if we knew
our reason
our existance
what then..

iv

if alien were to land and
explain everything-life and
death..
what then..

can´t put the ketchup
back in the bottle..
once pandora´s box is open
when we said don´t know..

v

be careful for what we
wish-fame-
most illogical
most regretable-

you don´t own me-
cored..
rejoice in the unknown
the nameless..

i thought it would be
something else
freedom but more like
a prison or platitude

or an endless donkey
no tail
a cliche..
you don´t know me..

vi

lily is begining to
babble
but ending on high-
when buk said don´t try

he was not whistling dixie--
hey thank you for having me
and may the bird in your hear
never want..t

what do they want from her?
(she wants to know)
her love-her underware-
fame´s crow-

i thought it would be
all different somehow
i don´t know..
an enlightenment

a star´s shadow-
but soon become a
barred window..
-a villa up the river..

ii

and then there is power
every move a micro  scope
but the big picture
fun for a monster

that´s the dope-
do you know what i pay
my lawyer?
you could feed africa..

iii

i want to give it all away!
some plastic surgeon
(look like a gudgeon-)
go beg..

dissilussion(x2)..!and
what ABOUT her
new slim volume and
her address at the woman´s

institute on friday..
she would n´t like to
disappoint them..
'careful what we wish for...'

i

she has a stalker?
i don´t know when does
romantic interest become

alighting a passing tree
cawing and writing love
epistles..

for a court to decide?
we live in a litigious society-
half the world is mad

and wants to be called mad
so they can sue..
what to do..

ii

words lily-life
or death
simple or not..

the first put to the sword
and replace by the
same again..