Wednesday, February 25, 2009

baby steps...

disguised as an
old man's

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Saturday, February 21, 2009

I am done with living--

but God is not done with me--

the first "blame-the-victim" policy
of the Perfect Creator of an imperfect creation
kind of takes the piss out of any notion
of love mercy grace and forgiveness

oh forgive me Lord--forgive me for being
this imperfect creature--your doing--but my--our--fault

no wonder this world sinks as foully as it does--

everything--from our shit up to the Word of God--
evrybody's fault--but the Maker--

no wonder people turn from God--

you beg for help and get none?
you beg for help and get none?
thank WHO for what? Of these notions

I'm glad to be done--

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Thursday, February 19, 2009

...the thick solidity of my fecal abundance vs.
the ancient plumbing of this tumbledown pre-(several) war(s)...

those are the apocalyptic thoughts
of an old man at the tail end of his life

and of the age...............................

(oh pride!  oh glory! this is all it comes down to.....

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Sunday, February 15, 2009

..just so many turns of the earth

and suddenly a life has passed...
I cannot get over such distinctions
as 'now' and 'then'..
nor can I believe in time

when all I know and love

is ever in mind...ever the heart
of any of my matters...

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I've softened 

I have no taste for trivialities
for which other people would slit their wrists--
but instead of baiting them or putting them down
I lie low and thank what powers-that-be

that it's not my foot in it -THIS time---

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What is as freeing as failure?  The loss of ridiculous expectations?
The vanity of thinking you can control the elements and bring 
the Universe to your service?

If you fail, don't do anything drastic to yourself or to others...
because you've succeeded in losing an objective that wasn't
yours to have...
because you no longer have to waste more of your life chasing
someone else's Type-A (for 'Asshole') agenda or trying and trying and TRYING
insanely for a different result and call it visualizing...

If you fail, celebrate the fact that you're now free to find your own path--
your own purpose--your own life--

If you fail, you'll have defeated the power of failure
to control you...

and you must truly be an idiot if you don't get THIS!!.......

pardon me while I plot my escape
from the prison of my own making....

I believe I shall commence to put some of my finished
poem sequences on this page...for those to whom these poems
will speak--

(whatta life--to start a blog just when I've run out of things to say...)

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Friday, February 13, 2009

The more I know the less I want to know--

I haven't figured out an example of mercy
other than shit doesn't happen ALL the time--

but what I know I couldn't trade
for anything --it simply isn't

worth that much--and the more fool you for asking--
did you think I'd have the power to save you

if I can't save myself--knowing what I know--

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Thursday, February 12, 2009

I delivered the goods
but came up short--
welched on by every
jackass with a theory

I told of my truth--
caught on the fly
as image and insight
cemented my vision

to an eternal particular--
which passed in the instant
of its happening--and was
as far gone as Atlantis

a merest moment afterward--
so why do I weep
when what I weep was swept away
in its own doing

and stays as preserved
as memory as long as the head
holding it endures--and the heart
after that head--likewise passes-

so I delivered the goods--
They are what they are--
and if that's not what you wanted--
well--don't complain--we're all busted now-

and stuck with what we have--
and stuck with what we have--
and stuck with what we have--

and stuck with who we are--

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Saturday, February 7, 2009

Republicans deserve to be beaten unconscious...


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Wednesday, February 4, 2009

I gave no quarter to my own misgivings--
I bought into the lie of progress--
I truly believed in repentance and grace--

And now--as we embark on a new epoch 
Here I am watching all I am
Drain into all I'm not--

And God--the original 'blame-the-victim'
Tough lover laughs while stirring
Blood into my ashes--

Raising me again to be harmed--

WOW--THAT ASS!!!!! was I saying?

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