Friday, July 31, 2015


love sees each of us

hurt in our desire

our well-meaning hope


in the light going out

of the innocent smile

that fades so quickly

and the irreparable moment of hurting

a mark that little will remove

oh every every every fear hurting

oh every every hope hurting

is there anything in love

that doesn't hurt beyond bearing?

is there anything in love that will heal the hurt?

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
the tyranny of numbers

the precision of every form

the solidity of matter

the order of every morphing from form to form

from state to state

this is the floor that holds the heavens

above it in acquiescence to the swirl of energy

wiping out and re-forming the matter in which we are tempered

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


longing is a fool's comfort

if you lost what you had

it wasn't yours to begin with...

and wanting it after it's lost

is the sign of a romantic's madness...

worship the effete artist who resembles your own

idea of power and are fool enough to suffer

and fool enough to cling to an imaginary salvation....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


crushed beneath the weight of my mistakes

I'm left to wonder how long atonement takes

or even if it is at all a reality to have

or whether there is a forgiveness that is a healing salve

I am at the mercy of the divine doc

who's busy cutting off my cock

to cure me of trying much too hard to make

amends of which only vengeance could cause you ache

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Thursday, July 30, 2015


empty pockets

empty mind

empty heart

empty soul

empty emptiness

empty nothingness

empty failure

empty love

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


you stand there mocking me

please don't let me keep you

from more important things

you have enemies to punish

you have friends you must abuse

you have worlds to demolish

you have souls to destroy

and none more so than your own

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

the worst thing when love dies

is that life goes on

and you remember

all the happiness as pain

ands see all the emptiness

as the life you lived deluded

even if you aren't crushed for this

and can grow

still will you grow slower

hobbled by the new increment

in the plasmic design

all this heartache our common wound

and nobody knows yet how to silence the when

of vanity and listen to the vacant now of stillness

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.                                    
it is running late

for somebody

while another may be

right on time

I await my destination

like I wait to waken from a dream

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


all answers are where you find them

do not impose your need or manipulate

their actuality

take them or leave them or rephrase your question

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
my end could come at any time

and any time's none too soon

after a while grace is exhausted

luck runs out

and time is up

and you will rage over

all your failures or be grateful

to be done with the shit

my end could come at any time

and for me it's no problem

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
do you expect me to jump up and down?

do you expect me to go on honoring your panic

while nothing more threatens than our own mortality?

how hard your struggle to always be right

how sad your need to control

and how foolish my own weakness and stupidity

for signing on with the deluded notion

that anything could be fixed

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
all this bravado may do no good

do the right thing and it still won't be good enough

to please the One or gain any forgiveness

so hard to face the fact that the source of life

is an unforgiving asshole

but if our amendments and atonements and repentances

are truly on us then let us do without self-consciousness

let us do them purely and then see how true God really is

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

I have no tears for the past anymore

only for the consequences visiting me now

when the universe demands its moral balance

and the horseshit of cause and effect

demands karmic debt paid on the one hand

or Newton's equal but opposite reaction on the other

let the petty count costs and the assholes judge and mete punishment

fuck the source of life...we're either free or we're nothing....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
how prevail against a god

who is evil as such

with demands for obedience

in return for no mercy on our stumblings?


just do what you know is right

if God has a problem with that

then let the psychotic maniac be alone

at the culmination of creation

let the gangster rule spineless archangels

and the non-entities to afraid to live

and let them have His vengeance

no matter what your sufferings

do right and let God suffer His own vanity

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

time rolls over the past

like fallen leaves

blow over a grave

sad the spirit

looking down on

the misspent life

sadder still

its inevitability

the rest is up to God now

the rest is peace of ego's passing

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
the romantic hero

has finally suicided

on the illusion

of his grand notion

of leading people

to their salvations

totally bereft when it came

to managing his own

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
sorrow never ends in the earth

and joy is an illusion

that strengthens us to continue

unreal in either or any case

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Monday, July 27, 2015


the judgement has been made

I pay with all I've got

and all good intent was as nothing

for the expected forgiveness was not

to be had and foolish to pursue

this is how faith makes a fool of you

deluded in some right-brained belief

that as malignant as it is untrue

you cannot save yourself without

losing all you wish to hold

that alone will do you in as you watch

your delusion gather over your head to fold

judgement comes from the process you live

if you can lose yourself and deign to forgive

Content (c) 20082-105 Philip Milito.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

in this instant of dislocation

no before

no after

I find my place

just as

the moment of my absence


to find me here

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
I'm at a loss to say anymore

some new thing rises before me

and it may be no different

than what came before

or it may be so utterly fresh

I won't know what to make of it

I hope it's the latter

I'm so tired of being right about all the bad stuff

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
I rest by the roadside

the sun tritely blazing

boy am I tired

man am I cooked

I cool my head under a spigot

by this truck stop parking lot

and decide to wait until later

to resume my way

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


the work will never be finished

as long as creation endures

and we must be content with

the little share our efforts make

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Saturday, July 25, 2015


the rest of the way is going to be rough

there's no denying

my feet have stopped bleeding

the welts across my chest and back

are crusted and almost black

these calluses and these scars

are emblems of my strength going down

that rough rest of the way

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Friday, July 24, 2015


in the grip of creation's duality

in the earth we are faced with two tyrannies

the reactionary tendency to freeze life

in some static vision of an imagined perfection

excluding all but the likes who adhere

to such a soul-destroying stasis

and the smug self-serving progressive action

of imposing a fantasy of conformity

as if enlightenment were a fiat accompli

to be followed on pain of rejection for our individuality

and since our worldly state is to grapple with these conditions

how can any of us really know

which adherent of which tendency will be

the enemy we face today?

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Thursday, July 23, 2015


all souls

criss-cross each other

the ones in bodies

you must beg your pardon

when you bump into them

while the disincarnate

pass through us never minding

the non-intrusion

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


how strange to see

the empty morning streets

of deep summer

giving a sheen

to the leaves of the trees

as birds sing out

to each other

like white noise in a trance

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

waking up to Reality

I've never felt

so alone

or so alive

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


somehow I'm to find the strength

to travel some soul's path into infinity

but if all is here and now eternally

then why do I feel so tired?

for every unmerciful judgment weighed against us

there's allegedly a mercy embedded somehow

while I hang suspended between knowledge and ignorance

choosing a way that I'm already on....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
what will the clowns do today?

what mischief will these miscreants manage?

as Biff Rose once put it

it's kind of pretentious to charge money for a performance

when you get a better show in the street for free

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Tuesday, July 21, 2015


take your aim at God…but if you miss

run like the devil….

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


dead end…full stop…the One gouges your price out of you…then leaves you to die…

the pre-condition to live….

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


aren't you glad

some much shit

is happening to others?

you fool!

you're doing it wrong

or is this how you ignore

the cascades of caca

reigning down on you?

Content 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


psalms should be lamentations to God…but awakening on some level…to some degree to God’s Reality…I see now what empty meaningless fluff this is…

better to talk to yourself to strengthen the spirit than die mumbling to an empty sky….

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


waiting for my eyes to close

I see everything I've been

alive in one eternal moment

enough ego has finally been

effaced for a view into the lived life

to see what was fair or foul

and to be ready to accept it as such

waiting for my spirit eyes to open fully

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


love is brief and weak

but as powerful as granite

in the hearts of those who embrace it

you could do far worse

than to try it

it might upset your notions

of yourself even while you live

in the shadow of your doubt

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Monday, July 20, 2015


lady I tried but could not get over

I thought what I spoke of is plain

I thought what I saw was evident to all

but no one else did and I couldn't explain

each live is its own universe

and we've lost the gift of relating

and for the few that do at sufferance

they're bewildered to no abating

lady I tried to love you

but there was so much you'd none of

you are going away with all the others

leaving only the pain of what we called love

and since that is the way it is I quote the man who said

"so lady I'm going too"

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


looking at the young'uns

at a low hum of desire

that is merely the dying animal

facing his end

I see that their beauty

a match to all carnal dynamite

is but a sputtering to me

they might as well be my grand nieces....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


hanging in the usual hell

it dawns on me

I should not curse the One

I've been tired of life in the earth

for so long and wanting to remember

what I did to deserve all this misery

that maybe I should show gratitude

this slow painful death is God's way of answering my prayer

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


so when the heavens themselves go berserk

and the god is a raving vengeful maniac

there is nothing to do but endure it

and either survive it with nothing left of your own

or you die of it never knowing its worth

God is not love

but should we even endure

would it matter face down in the judgment?

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
I'm poking my way

up through the ice

they thought I was a throw-back

but I'm the first of my kind

coming up to the ice

and pressing my face

against your ass as you sit there

taking measurements you can't figure out

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


I'm not anywhere yet...

I tried going out this morning

and felt like the soles of my feet

were peeling off onto the pavement

upper 90s...temperature and humidity

through the city wide sauna

and no relief in the shade...

let life come to me this morning...

if life itself feels the same way

we'll have peace today

everyone and everything too hot to bother

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Friday, July 17, 2015


I've given enough

just to stay upright

but my decline

confirms my completion

and but for a little

wistful sorrow

it's a growing joy to be done

with the futility of the world

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


anyone putting

his spiritual money

where his mouth is

runs the risk

of shortchanging


especially standing for more

than he could bear to lose

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
I think very little now

no need to think

when I know

and knowing

what I see

I think I'd better flee

no time to think

when on the run from the world

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015


how true a fool

to think to the end

he can set things right

and make amends

but if thought is otherwise

then what can be done

but throw up hands and say

"alright Lord You've won!"

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


mercy is a hard thing to define

let alone experience

the tough love of the One

is as inexorable as the processes that power

this material creation...

and if love is nothing more

than the power to endure this endless horror

then I better find some quick....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


each of us has our path to follow

and each of us suffers accordingly

but being in this all together

at least we won't lack for company

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


I don't love being the fool

but every time I try to set things right

the Universe gets in the way

why am I even bothering if the outcome is beyond my control?

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


I look into the thunderheads

and imagine I'm seeing the

Vortex of Creation bearing down

on us

but let's be real

if this is even the merest representation of that process

what is it but my illusion presuming to know

what the actuality truly is

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015


love imagined

fades from the mind

and settles in the joints

and the heart

and the soul

such a done thing

that you wonder

what it is keeping you going

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.



you get so tired

that you lose the need

for sleep

and trudge on

numb in your limbs

and your eyes

full of your dream

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Monday, July 13, 2015


I wish I could put my dick

in every hole of every woman I see...

old goat going berserk

in the face of age and its diminishing power?

no...just the animal bodies we inhabit

roaring out its defiance at the closing of its time

the last desperate urges of nature firing off

as the soul prepares to leave....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


love's perfection

is only in the mind

if one accedes to it

and the other doesn't

well why hold a grudge?

if the other is too cowardly

to break fast to face

then it's on them even if the whole

cowardly disrespect affects every other soul

in creation

this is how one heartbreak can shift

the way for all of us

the sin of selfishness in the other

affecting all the struggling down the chain of being

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


now that you've kissed me off

I feel a little cleaner...

could it be I saw through you the whole time

or just don't care anymore about anything?

like for you the 'not-too-deep' serves us well

each wringing the other dry then parting with a 'thanks'...

however all things good and bad come

ultimately to some smooth break or messy end

but it's always so much easier when your heart isn't in it...

balls to bitches mouth it is not a total plan of domination

and not how the thought that someone's getting serious

really can go now...the excuse rendered not face to face but

done at a distance...sweet lays...coward....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Sunday, July 12, 2015


the next moment

will show the face card

your royal flush

or your mere one-of-a-kind

if you're stupid you'll bet the farm

and wish you hadn't

if you're smart you'll stand back

a little and either fold or shoot it

no matter what you do

it's on you to do it

listen (you're told yet again) to your

inner voice if it bids you to fold

but if it tells you to bid do it

knowing your three-of-a-kind will blow out the pair

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
no commitment

to living your life

more authentically

will make the way any easier

the world will always be

the same old hell it is

it's up to you to be

a brand new you to keep firm on that way

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Saturday, July 11, 2015


my love is warm

and so is my heart

may the One affirm

us as we start

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


men are men

and women are women

but I stand with all

who fall in-between

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Friday, July 10, 2015


blessed (or just an extraordinarily

good) morning

with the sun slowly growing

as it slips over the horizon

and its copper light 

slants horizontal 

onto the building across the street

yeah that's all that's happening right now

and all that needs to happen right now

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015


Isn't it about time Jeff Lynne got his just due from the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame, if it has any cred at all? ELO has suffered from lazy critical thinking (not even critics, but REVIEWERS!) who are intent to keep them tied to their Beatle et al its core, ELO had its own unique, distinctive original one-of-a-kind sound in itself (I could provide a list of unique, 'pure' ELO songs, beholden to no one else, if required to do so!) and his musical innovations in arrangements, and the production to realize them expand, fulfill and ultimately dispense with the notion that Lynne's contribution to popular music is merely adding a string section to a working R 'n' R band
but it goes beyond that...his 80s and 90s production work is known and widely hailed...Harrison, Tom Petty, Roy Orbison, Del Shannon (remember him?) the Wilburys, his work with the Beatles on the 1995 Anthology record..He let the artist have his voice, but his production was so distinctive and unmistakenly Lynne, you've have to be deaf or have a tin ear to miss it...Jeff Lynne has one of the strongest, most distinctive artistic identities in all popular music, and it's way past time he got his due...

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


to carry the weight of infinity

in every movement of grace

manageable in the world

this lowest level of cosmic energy

solidified into brute matter

I now know

is more than I can manage

worshipping my wounds with every attempt

to heal and leave it be

I guess I'm nowhere near that yet

and why fret a future that has yet to arrive

and bound myself with worry for an unchangeable past

when the here and now is heavy enough with all

we would amend but for the One's unforgiving vengeance?

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


people think I'm talking about

some ethereal beyond vs. some earthbound here and now

do they still not realize there is only One Reality

and that as above so below...always here and now?

Content 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


happy with how everything is?

I wish I could share your blindness

I know more than I can handle

and I'm paying in spades

for stumbling over the acceptable line

to take on more weight than I can lift

the One's lack of mercy and forgiveness most evident there

in the place of my necessary fall

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.



huge as joy

burst with joy

once the skin falls away

and no matter what we face

going (as we say) 'forward'

hearts at peace

with the end of this unending worldly grief

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


like Jesus braying on the cross

"Father why has Thou forsaken me?"

I am feeling crucified myself

life at a dead stop

no move possible

no action coming to anything

just roiling in the consequences

no amends or repentances or atonements

are enough to mitigate

or to draw down grace of any kind

done in the world with nothing else to do

but endure this grief and await

what release will resurrect what remains

of the broken soul

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015


I made it...through something...

have no idea what

since all my speculation is just

another county heard from...

but as I awaken anew

I feel a seeking of harmony

much like a dog howling

after a fire engine's siren

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


out of Blinding Light

come the wispy pure patterns

of Thought that underlay

all the forms of creation

until they solidify

into the structures of

the lowest form of energy

into which I have reawakened

 Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.




no awareness

no consciousness

but a throbbing ruby light

from which



shapes forming out of nothing

to glow in lightening shades of black

growing in shade to brighter

to light

to Light


Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Monday, July 6, 2015


the black hole that is God

absorbs all back into itself

of necessity we sometimes skirt

the event horizon

but it is mindless heartless process

that allows nothing you cherish to endure

to live you must die

but reborn as what new increment to

what heinous eternal process?

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Sunday, July 5, 2015


merciless life

rules the roost

runs the game

shits on you

endless strife

its eternal truth

and only shame

gets you through

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Friday, July 3, 2015

you do not have the last word on anything

you make your move

and hold onto your butt

and whether you land on your feet or not

is the only control you possess

the rest is the churning of Immanent Will

subsuming your last utterance along with you

into the resolution you cannot evade

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

I don't dare waste any time

life is precious

and short enough

to flee a bore

or a contentious love

and if someone finds

this amusing

let them keep their humor

when it's their turn to turn....

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


when the grid finally goes down

we'll return to how we did things

before technology did our thinking

and doing for us

but for those young enough

to have not known this way

oh what dangerous pains-in-the-ass

these will be....

Content 2008-2015 Philip Milito.

Wednesday, July 1, 2015


the offense engenders the curse

which in turn calls forth the evil

which enforces the harm

and enchains the pain

which cries out for mercy

which draws forth the conscience

to ponder consequence

which leads to examining the soul

which calls for forgiveness

which in being granted unseals grace

which washes clean and medicates the wound

which allows the healing

which is the stance of gratitude

which precedes the blessing

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
life is active and ongoing

say the clairvoyants

to which I say

yeah just like hell

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.


she proselytizes for a positive attitude

as if dawn mattered

to an eternal morning

Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.