I don't understand

how this universe works

or what makes the One so hard...


thank God for little things...

if I knew any more

my head would explode


or at least I'd wreck more things

than I did trying to do what I thought was right....






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we suffer together

that is our bond


some of us know it

most of us don't


and either way

we're bound to a pledge


to deliver our Oneness

from each fatal edge....






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you're not even listening

to the words of these revelations


and why should you?

you'll find out the hard way in due course


in your own way....





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another day

in the hell of asshats pulled down over the ears


people flashing their stupidity

like badges of honor


like the malcontents who act out

knowing suicide by cop

or coddled by so-called experts

will deliver them of their blame


or like their opposite number

the mass-mind moron cypher

of no scruples

no morals (but money) and no conscience

proud to be cogs in an infernal machine


ah another day

in someone else's idea of paradise

while I lay low and keep

out of all their ways


hard to do when asshats like me

are also crowding the bunker


another day in the inevitability of whatever....






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this blog

this writing


they're all I know how to do

(and maybe the occasional photo too)


if it was not what

I was supposed to do in this life

well so what?

I might've followed a more correct path

and failed as grandly if not succeeded


if I failed myself then hard cheese pal

if I failed the One then too bad too


as if brute vengeance could really teach righteousness





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a soul's journey

interrupted by every incarnation


lessons learned?

wisdom gained?


punishment for failing the One

who'll lift no finger to help us?


everything gets in our way

including our hatred of such....





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girls...women...

in their sheer summer dresses

their beauty

on full hot display


it mattered when

I was a younger man

and now that I'm old

I see the joke I always suspected


the pleasures of the instant

do not always outlast

the drudgery of devotion

conditioning us to our lessons in love


what is bright and immortal

always dims to darkness and fatality in the flesh....





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THE HUNT

you are beautiful

you are sweet

your body is hot

and good enough to eat...


next....






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THE HOT SEASON

the dull sunlight

glows in the haze


and our energy is sapped

just trying to stay alive





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REAL-TIME LIVING

let prophets preach

and con artists provide


it doesn't matter

what dogma or the stars have to say


whatever is true and whatever is false

must still be confronted


in the daily hands-on reality

of real-time living where our continuing lives


forge their essence and their endurance






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MEANT

I meant to do so right by you

and you pledged your will to me too


and we love each other still

despite all that went astray as good intentions will


maybe our egos got the best of us

tried our desires and ruined our trust


but yet we fail and yet we strive

and that desire is what keeps the love alive






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THE LEAST OF MY PROBLEMS

death is the least of my problems


my concerns now

are a future that has yet to be


in which I'll have to deal with

all the mistakes I made


and that bungled and failed to amend

and that wait for me somewhere to come


when the One's vengeance is the most of my problems








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HUMID

I don't mean to sound gloomy today


but after a cool summer

to have a hot humid spell remind us

of the type of summer we missed out on


is like being reminded of what hell (the traditional

idea) would like...

pax to those who love the warmth but I am on 'permanent' record


as hating humidity...air so thick

you can feel like a corpse rotting away

into its elements


while you're still alive

and pushing you way through the air

as if it were a wall of wet plaster


have it if you want it...and have even more...taking my portion....






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THE TIME MACHINE BRIEFLY REVISITED FOOTNOTE

...which isn't to say

there is no other dimensions

we'll be in


but if we haven't gotten there by then

then the very last thing we will discover


is just exactly what perdition is

and what a final unredeemed end would be


so much time to repent and enlighten until time is no longer....






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THE TIME MACHINE BRIEFED REVISITED

beware the one who can extrapolate


this one does not rely on vision

or idle speculation


this one simply knows reality

and can project our basic reality


to its likely end

like the last gloom-drenched pages


of The Time Machine

when Wells's time traveler


sees gigantic organisms lumbering

in a fatal darkness


while our sun is at last

a dying red dwarf


about to exhume the long experiment of Earth






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ANOTHER THREAD

I'm running another thread


I do it when I'm irritable

I do it when I'm bored


it's so much easier

than hoeing my own garden


and yanking up weeds


that will only endure

even after I'm gone





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aren't you happy

no one can tell you anything?


you're a law onto yourself

and you'll die by that rule









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I have nothing to say to anybody anymore

I'm tired of blessing ignoramuses 

and respecting their right to be stupid or mean

and let some gangster god dole out unforgiving vengeance

living in this world you're holding dice

and all that matters of how they fall

is how much you're willing to bet

how lucky you feel and how much of a loss you can bear

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they'll tell you

have Jesus at your side

when the devil's on your back


I'll tell you

bag that shit and mind your business

and do right to those you encounter


we all have yet to properly manage

this "wise as a serpent innocent as a dove" stuff....





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you cannot conquer pain

until you have conquered yourself





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you who love your pain


how resentful you must feel

when in a still moment


you realize your life

hasn't been all bad


you

who love your pride....





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the more you strive

the more you fail


if what you strive for

is not yours to have





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I lost the thread

so long ago


that now I sew up

my life with my own sinews





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no to hate envy and fear

yes to love compassion and knowledge


good luck....





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too much reality

will paralyze you


a little more dreaming

and a little more faith in the dreaming


will get you moving


a little....



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WORLDLY BUSINESS

much has been made of nothing






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THE OLD PARTYING DAYS

I stumbled I got up

I stumbled I got up

I stumbled I got up

I stumbled I got down





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SPECTACULAR DAY

spectacular day

in New York City


warm...dry...

not a cloud in the sky


and for a change all affairs

going smoothly and happily...


exactly the type of day

that could fool you into thinking


you're invincible....





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it is rare

when all is right

with the world


all the more reason

to be present and savor it

before it slips away





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TO THE ASSHOLE GENERATION

no day is complete

without a hassle

with some ill-mannered jerk

who missed the memo

on common courtesy

and thinks the world

owes him deference


which is why it's such an unmitigated pleasure

to see one like that wind up

at the business end of a fist


and being among the satisfied onlookers

walking away with their hands in their pockets whistling

and claiming not to have seen anything....





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easy to say

"no time like the present"


there is no time

but the present





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my dream is to kiss you

all over your body


my reality is kissing you

all over your body


for once inner and outer

coincide....







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wings of thought

cast shadows


on the brain






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give grief to all you know

and claim to love

please do


your life's inventory will show

your debt huge enough

and the bill will go to you






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I gave myself a gold star

for controlling my anger


otherwise I'd be in jail now

and you'd be dead


probably to the relief

of more people than


you'd realize






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I'LL CALL YOU WHEN I GET HOME

phone message 20 minutes

into a half hour walk home


my God girl...I just left you...

can I breathe first?






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THE NEED FOR MORE

the whole to fail

in its triumph


the win

that is your loss


these attract

our yearning


these betray

our trust








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God’s Love

is hard and cruel

as His vengeance


at least to those of us

who beseech His mercy

on our terms







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is it my imagination

or does God bless

and keep evil assholes alive…


the better to test the resolve of the good?






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As if I were the only one who never understood a damn thing about the heart! Don’t you dare accuse me of what you yourself are guilty of! Don’t you dare mock me in front of people while you hide your own transgressions like a cat burying shit in the sand! Who the hell gave you the idea you’re better than anyone else? Who the hell   taught you that you were so special, that you didn’t have to answer to anyone else? Keep it up; I’ll be on line waiting with everyone else you know to teach you otherwise!






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I face each new day


my hand along one wall

to guide me out of the maze


(hopefully)







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FORWARD INTO THE FOG

work is done

but life goes on


what do I do about

what's been left behind?


not a thing

it is its own thing and no longer


your concern

what you do now


is your next adventure

or misadventure


as you would have it


as it would be done






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DONE IS DONE

if done is done

then why keep pushing?


if your work is finished

then withdraw


and leave it in the world

to be received by who will receive it


anything else is blind ambition

self trying to attend to power it cannot


and will not master to manipulate

and control and stage manage its destiny


while a higher Power calls the shots

whether or not we know it


and our way forward is only clear and smooth

when we are in tune with that higher Power






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how for consumption

is another man's glory


a mob eating his soul

like primitives gorging


on dead animals to obtain

their magic powers


while spitting out his grief

like gristle and bone






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darker and darker

the progress in the earth


while brighter and brighter

the suns and stars of all the sky


hidden from the underground eyes

toiling in the bowels of this world...


best of all possible...?

you must be joking...


lowest and densest of all levels...

likened to what the common mentality


calls hell....





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NO LONGER

you are no longer

where or what you were


and where or what you'll be

is yet to come


is yet to happen

different aspects

of the Only Reality


resolved in each living instant





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WHY I PREFER POETRY

you can write it

on the crapper


just like I'm doing

right now






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there are more ills than thrills


unless you ignore doctor's orders

and flame out in the full health


of your imagination





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everything in creation

is always right in front of us


but each of us discovers this

one by one in the newness


of our apprehension

one aspect     one happening


one experience at a time

one single living instant


varying by our vantage....





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beyond measure


the riches

in one true touch







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I gave no cry for help

yet help came just the same


who was looking out for me

when I disowned my name?






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HUMILITY

a simple stone

in an ornate setting








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THE MORE SIN THE MORE GRACE HAS CAUSE TO ABOUND

if all liability for living is on us


then do what you will

and have a ball


drink that double-shot margarita

flirt with that number

will breasts and ass out


no one is an appointed agent of some devil


we're all just frightened and lonely

under the thumb of some nazi

who'll forgive if we suck his barbed cock


but we never do it right enough for this tyrant

so fuck it


do what you will and savor every sinful moment of pleasure


this is how experience gets in...this is how you learn the right way....





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THE REAPER ON SPEED

death takes no holiday


ask Robin Williams

or Philip Seymour Hoffman

(just two recent examples

of addiction fighters who lost

to something that had become ingrained in their very beings)


24/7 this bastard does his dirty work

and even if there is an afterlife

it doesn't preclude the trauma of leaving

the physical body


the Reaper and God could care less

we are locked in our delusions

by the very structure of this conditioned reality


and no mercy or forgiveness if you fail






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THE FINANCE OF SPIRITUALITY

you seal your fate with every move you make


and one way or another

find out the hard way


you were no great shakes

you were nothing special


except in your selfish and diseased mind

and what a joy it's been for us to test our ideals


on your misery and your fake repentance...

being selfish you think it's a way out


and someone else will clean up your mess

but you've overdrawn (to use a phrase you'd recognize)


some one will have to deal with your remains

but they'll earn points while you will be stuck with a bill


so big it'd take eons to clear...enjoy your sentence...pig....





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AMPLE REASON

I'm a calm easy-going type


so if I confront you in a rare rage

and call you an asshole to your face


you better believe you gave me ample reason





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WHERE CHARITY IS FORGOTTEN IN THE EXCUSE OF SELF-RELIANCE

year after year

I see the same street people

huddling on the corners of our street


and I realize it may be the luck of the draw

but damn...you really don't need that much

to survive...


as if those who had their pockets loaded

would part with a dime...smugly ignoring them....






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AS IF IT WERE A CONVERSATION

we talk and talk and talk and talk and (excuse me...gotta

pay a water bill) and talk and talk and (I'm back) talk

and talk and talk and talk


and I didn't miss a damn thing and still these asshole

talk and talk and talk and talk and talk

as if they really had something to say


and talk and talk and talk and (good night...gotta go...)

and talk and talk and talk....






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WHY DO YOU WANT TO BE PART OF THE INFERNAL MACHINE?

I'm too fast for you


I pour our my heart

and you pick and choose

among these scribblings


but you think it's a lesson

you think you're being preached to...

what the hell is wrong with you?


I'm your buddy on a bar stool

pouring out his soul

and sometimes leaving you


with a nugget of wisdom

that would be praised and remembered


if it were curated by

the assholes of the academy






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ICE COLD WATER

ice cold water

flushes and cools my throat

this hot summer day


who but a pig

would want more

than this


sustaining

living water?





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I will hunger and thirst no more

not play the fool like I did before

nor suffer all I cannot endure

in the name of some merciless god


I will be free of all illusions

detached from my own and everyone's delusions

sidestep all the earthly confusions

deeply abed in the transforming sod


I do not care whether you believe me

your pious fakery cannot deceive me

face your own path while the ground that receives me

swallows up all of life that we so value


so it is we are left with what is true

all of us dismissed whatever we do....




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I spun in a whirlpool

until I was no more


and because I was no more

there was no more


how horrible the grief

how blessed the relief


this I can endure

no longer anyone's fool






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LONG I'VE LEANED...

long I've leaned against the door

emptied out and done for sure


sky irradiated with my own light

blocking the blackness out of the night


oh you pitiful wicked fools

who cover your eyes and cling to false rules


you will peek to look and be turned to ash

in a blaze of revelation that will never pass






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BE KIND

be kind to friend and foe alike


you never know when will be

the last time in the earth


you will meet






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AN INSTANT IN ETERNITY

I would have you naked

I would have you clean


your breasts like hills capped with nipples

to suckle the yearning sky


your lean belly taut and smooth

your thighs full and supple


dipped down into the generating swamp

wet with the sweat of Venus


and you would give onto the the probing fingers

the rapturous tongue


or take the throbbing manhood

and complete what you've begun


and thus I'll have us resolved

and thus I'll have us whole






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YOUR PATH

you think your path is long and hard

and it is

but not in the way you think it...


you think the worldly suffering won't end

but it will

and you'll find it was the blink of some god's eye


whether Christ descending on a throne or Shiva awakening

your end is beyond you only if you'll have it be....





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PASTIME

worlds I denounced

have not ended yet


and when they do

it will not be through

my agency


but some natural sell-by date

lunatics have been predicting

for thousands of years


without success






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PROPORTION

I didn't think it would matter

so I never gave a damn

now everything I wish I'd done

stares out through my eyes

and into the lives of others

as if they were wings unfolded

gracefully in flight

while I was the crag on which they landed







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you cannot...you will not hear

of any truth that counters your will


and that is how your will shall be broken

that is how you'll develop ears to hear....









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deliverance will come


but only after your daily travails

kill you gently with complicity


the truth will set you free?

the truth will crush you with its reality


so if dying is your idea of being set free

think again...life is continuous


and you'll go on with deliverance yet to be....




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the joy buzzer in every hand

the trapdoor under each welcome mat

the slap in the back with a sharp instrument


how weary they make me

I get it I get it asshole

where's your mercy now?


coming with a joy buzzer

coming to thumb yet again a divine nose






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each treacherous friend

lines up to spit on your grave


funny how often it's your foes

who show the most respect






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I'm tired and ready


sleep...come...

so I may awaken

another day


refreshed and ready

to start anew....





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I am all memory

my experiences

a continuum


where past happenings

echo in present conditions


how can I live in the past

or hope for some future

when everything is happening right now?





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"I'm glad to be finished

"Happy to be done"


I wrote those words in a poem

over 15 years ago


never suspecting how long

the wind-down would take...


nothing's over until you are...

let's not even think of what comes after


what won't yet be over...and so much more to be done....





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he cries against

the unchangeable chaos


and will cry until

he understands


the vast order engendered

by the chaos


then he'll quiet down

gobsmacked as they say





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the earnest young idealist

will either grow old and bitter

or die a hard but illusion-filled death


or he may even succeed in doing good

in the world and put the lie

to the other two options


think of the possibilities

as representatives of each tendency

love and do as they will....





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I thought I had it right

but didn't


perhaps it's for the best


if I'd done well

think of what would be

asked of me then?





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you can go on faking it

as long as you must

and hope your faulty guesswork

will not fail you


but there will be no mistaking it

when you are called out on a matter of trust

and all who wished you ill will lurk

no more in the rush to nail you


from your mendacity you would never swerve

now come get what you deserve






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ANIMAL KINGDOM

we fear Authority

the way a field mouse

fears a swift shadow

crossing the ground toward him






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SURPLUS

in daily human contact

I fear...concerning stupidity...

it's quantity over quality...

(yes...consider the oaf over the wise fool....)






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american (and maybe any)

conservatives would bless

the metaphysical political ideas

of Plato and Aristotle

by way of the German idealists


but being ignorant reactionary assholes

they Kant...


(heh heh heh heh...I thought that was a good one...what?)






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"THE POOR WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU" SAID JESUS

give to the needy


indeed


the line stretches

a hundred-fold


around the mansions

of some hoarders


and no lack of either

and no change in the condition





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you are such

a true friend

I should send

a planter of nightshade

for your coronation






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NY ON AUGUST 6, 2014

people

have ODed

on their

'stupid' pills

today


what antidote

for mass

inanity?





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like poison pellets

along a trail

to kill the animals

whose habitats we destroy


I feel your love

and the warmth of your kinship


and know it is lethal


our Oneness will kill us all....







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lit by a rare dream of sunshine

your presence emanates from the

neutral fading of awakening and remains...

now I recall the dream plainly


sun in clear blue sky

each figure walking on a flat vast surface


like a plaza bathed in sunlight

and a voice saying 'at death

you just walk through

some invisible door


and here you are still....'





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THOUGHT YA HAD IT, EH?

follow me up a rope of smoke

let us fall down together


reach the top and you will choke

hit the ground and you'll smother






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DOGSHIT (PARDON MY FRENCH AS WE ANGLO IDIOTS USED TO SAY)

dogshit insights

by ignoramuses

run the world into the ground


but assaults on our comforts incite

the mendacity and snark of the traitors in us

to bring some imagined enemy down


he who would save his life must lose it...

good..good...soil your salvation as you must refuse it....





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good afternoon my fellow fools


as I stand on a box

with a rope around my neck

at the command of earthly kingdoms

with the full sanction of the alleged 'god of love

and justice'

I have only one thing to say to you all...


follow me...follow me into oblivion...you bastards....






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PAX DON MARQUIS

boss

i cannot understand

why people look so hard

for reasons to exist

when all the time

they are existing


too much time on their hands

too little thought in their minds

i have plenty to keep me occupied

the foibles of sad minds who dont

know themselves

a hard head for the typewriter keys


and mehitabel reminding me to

be toujours gai



archy





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I watched a man pushing his cart

through the scurrying streets

and reflected on how tired and weary

he must be

like I get when a day of strife yields nothing commendable

yet if I rest and disappear into my sanctuary

I would miss the very thing

I think I need so badly







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THE WISDOM OF AUGUST

the wisdom of August

is the harvest of September


the rest is dross

left to October and November


to decay into the common ground

that nourishes the dark renewal of December


would we be fortunate enough

to endure the cold incubation of the winter


to gaze again on the birth of buds

in the pliant unstoppable spring....







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how I’ve hated

the rulers of the world

using their life force

to lord it over those

who have no wish to rule


and even they have their

rouses and tricks to survive…

lording it over those still

weaker and meeker

and they also have their ploys…and on and on


down through the order

of conditions that are

but aspects of the Only Reality…


so why hate when every desire

is One…and each impulse

is the same on every level?


does not the drive remain

though fractured through

each broken jaw of self?

does not the carcass draw

the hunger of vulture and maggot alike?







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I ponder what occurs

to my mind


thought itself my substance

but resolution not forthcoming


as long as thought is active

and I in passive reflection


act in that capacity

before I move









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