Spurious

Spurious

False prophet

     MONEY

It gives a ludicrous

sense of safety

It might buy you

a way out of chaos

Probably not

yet you strive 

to stack up earnings

It is your only goal

to accumulate 

worthless paper

Nothing backs money

it is only paper that

we keep grinding out

Once money was based

on the gold standard

always gold was sought

No more

paper money takes the floor

its all paper

I trade paper for services

I have a lot of paper

it is my commodity

Wrapped

Wrapped around must do
without stimuli inspiration
it doesn't adhere to writing

doctor's offices
supermarkets

I do try for stimulation
walks in gardens
drift line fishing

I can't get him
to the beach
or to movies

just to doctor's appointments
lunch with lunch buddies

Tonight he said he will
see a movie
I select Gravity in 3D

Maybe he is opening up
we shall see

He Asks Me

He Asks Me

He asks me

again and again

used to be irritating

can be now though

I know why

He can’t remember

anything new as he

describes it so he asks

me again and again

I know why

Yet I can’t truly understand

give thanks for my memory

that I took for granted

I’m not irritated now

I know why

I want to wrap him up 

in a big ball of memory

I want it all to come to 

him who is lost in seconds

Why oh why

He asks me

PhOTos

Is She Me

She is Me

Me is She

Waterfalls

Waterfalls

Water falls

over cliffs

pools 

Beneath

is secret

I am secret

beneath pools

I wait

Waiting is death

I Don't Care

I Don't Care

I don't care if you don't understand me
just don't try to make me do
what is abhorrent to me

I will dance insanely to your beat
I will sweat within your heat

I don't care if you don't understand me
it is enough that I understand myself

Take me even if you don't understand me
just don't try to make me do
what is abhorrent to me

I will dance insanely to your heat
I will sweat within your beat

Untitled Post

The page is blank
what I wish for
a white page
no past nor future
we had photos
taken of our
non-event
it is over
the page is blank
it is my blank page

Before Hot Screen

I breathe in deeply
I exhale
I breathe in  deeply

I hold my breath
waiting for a signal
I breathe in deeply

I exhale
lungs bursting
waiting

I breathe in deeply
I exhale
I don't give up

I Want

Wanton
I want
to luxuriate
in my own bed

Wanton
I want
in silk to sink
into ecstasy

In my own bed
I want
to listen to music
in my own bed

Wanton
I want
to luxuriate
in silk to sink

Blank

I tried to write something.
It only came up blank.
This page was empty.
Then I found it again.

Now I am going through
motions to get something
down that isn't mundane.
Why am I wasting your time

Unless it is about process.
I am writing it now
working through it I path
my way along

Where Oh Where

Where Oh Where

Where are we going
on this orb in space
spinning around God
our sun who feeds us

All of us in spite
of our level of hierarchy
spin on this orb alone
our sun who feeds us

I don't know, do you?
Do we only die and if
we die do we transcend
to another life?

Do we remember?
Would we want to?

Solitude

Solitude

To be alone

to wake each day

to revel in sunrise

to be at peace

to dine on fruit

To be alone

to revel in sunset

to be at peace

to dine on vegetables 

to lie at rest

To be alone

to be at peace

to wake and sleep

to dine and dream

to be awake

Without Further Ado

Buckle your seatbelt, Miss

navigate with grace

visions humming 

in an instant all could change

drill your young ones 

over years as they stride

for freedom
to be wise and loving

Anger

Anger

It busts harbors

roils calm waters

sets boats slipping

from their tethers

fierce it disturbs calm

caged inside erupts

all over everything

leaves one empty

quivering until next

onslaught over inane

unrooted accusations 

I scream typhoon

get out of the way!

I Am Sad

I Am Sad

I am sad

beyond sad

beyond what

sad conveys

I can’t cry

only anguish

I anguish over

pain and anger

subsequent to

impossible life

living within a

form of insanity

No sense rules

nonsense days

as life drifts by

no way out of

wasted moments

cower moments

I am depressed

beyond belief

know I need to

search for ways

to help myself

to keep alive

Days challenge

every moment

no soft time

no relaxation

no off time

no respite

I am sad

beyond sad

beyond what

sad conveys

I can’t cry

only anguish

Ping Pong

Ping Pong

My brain bounces

back and forth over

the net of insanity

paddles smash home

the intricacies 

despair circles around

as I try to make it all right

there is no right only wrong

Ping Pong 

Wind

Wind

I love language

I love word wind

it thrashes tree

stirs things around

I love language

words wind around

stir things up

how did we form

language I love

can’t imagine before

language  how words

came to be 

Wind

In The Dump

In the Dump

I scavenge

for peace

shard of tie dye

in a warring world

I scavenge 

for warmth

a quilt of love

in a cold world

I scavenge

for fairness

for everyone

an entitled world

In the dump

I pick among

bones of loss

cold hard world