no need to run away

because we share the same feelings


that alone should keep us

from doing anything stupid







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I appreciate peaceful moments

like this


when the pain and the rages

subside


and a briefest instant of

peace


and clarity prevail to soothe

my mind








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I'll have no mourning

when I go


if I'll be happy to go

why would you weep?


why would you not rejoice

for my happiness?


you'll follow me soon enough

so rejoice rejoice rejoice absurdly






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I won't try to get too close to you

I don't deserve any more misery

than I've already brought on myself


you won't be hurt for too long

go be someone else's trouble








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why praise oppressors

or capitulate to power

frightened for our puny lives?


if you cannot kill them all

then game them smartly

until every king president


or corporate head goes home

wearing nothing but a barrel







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there's a reason

the Egyptians

called the departed

"The Grateful Dead"


will you figure

it out before

it's your time

to go?








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lost yet again


but not so lost

that I don't know


the way out....





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nothing we do matters

so it doesn't matter what we do


though we be mad as hatters

at least we'll see our madness through


and as for the unforgiving god

who punishes all in his preserve


if he winds up alone at the end of time

it will be what he deserves









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I'm glad that death

comes closer with each moment


I've had it with this

butcher shop of a world


this shithole of ghouls

preying on each other's


ambulatory corpses

I'm glad the end of this horror


draws near

no matter what sins for which


I'll be paying

but oh merciless and unforgiving god


how I do not look forward

to all the harm that'll come before I go









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everyone digs their own grave


here


let me help you

tamp down the dirt

on yours










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thank you all

for dragging all of us down


even I've done my part


I wrote this....








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it is more than odd

to do right

and still be done down

as if you did wrong


and nothing you can do

can change the mind

of the psycho

with an agenda


who'll cut you off

at the knees for their own glory...

yet the Source Itself ordains this

and lets outrageous evil flourish


top to bottom all the power-mad tyrants

assholes at best...scumbags at worst...and nothing for it....






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you were a fool to believe

in a fairy tale that was

no more than a projection

of your weakest needs


your God an image of your own

filthy soul and your easy self-forgiveness

a pass on all the atrocities

you yourself created from which you thought


some higher power would rescue you







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when I think of all

the good I've managed to do

only to see it all cast aside

as if it were nothing


can you blame me

for wanting to reach arms

into the sky to choke

God with my own hands?








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empty of all illusions

you lie like an empty

thinking husk saying "fool it is

your own fault you lie here"












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you watch

the human traffic

scurry before your eyes


but you ignore

the raging clouds overhead

that affect the traffic


what good are you

if you don't know enough

to wear your slicker

in a storm?






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no one wants to hear

any of this


everyone

a king or a queen


everyone

a power onto themselves


everyone

deaf to the roar of their ends








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oh make no mistake


the time of the Change

has swept through

and our miseries are

no more than we facing


the consequences of our folly

and discovering the hard way


how little grace will fix our mistakes








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all lives are holy

all souls are blessed


but you sure wouldn't know it

living here in the earth


torn and battered

in confused and refused


attempts to amend we proceed

as the heartless love of the One


makes it so easy to fall

and so nearly impossible to rise and return






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things go on in the heavens

of which we are ever unaware

and when some crazed crank announces

the Absolute it gets so hard to care


let some myopic mystic instruct his abstraction

"as above so below" is what we endure

and even then I'd be forced to say

"well that I'm not quite so sure"







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the wisdom of life

is to continue

to proceed no matter

what past idiocy

has set up that on which

we stumble

or what further

dopey moves will

knock us askew

down the line


look at us

me talking to you

a writer to his

random audience

the mere fact that

we're here shows

we're not there yet


as it were






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and so the luminous gray

of a rainy autumn day

actually draws me out

of my gloomy mood of doubt


about any worth of effort we show

it makes it so much easier to go

on our next move in the instant we'll face

in a chilly wind hale and bracing







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insist on your own way

and you'll get it


just know it won't be quite

the paradise you were expecting






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if I should love again

in the young hot way

in the old blind way


may I be strong enough

to follow my passion without shame

may I be wise enough


to love without hurting others

for my own weakness of love






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I had such a hot dream last night

I woke up with a hard-on

harder and stronger than

I've had in years...


all I remember now is

looking out of a window in some dark cabin

to see up close on the porch

a lithe girl...her back to me...

pulling the legholes of her leotard

(like a dancer...and yes...yes...

there were leg warmers too...)

up between the crack of her ass

like a wedgie

and beginning to peel down

her top...


that's all...


but enough for make a serious erection

at 2:30 am

leaving this dream image burned into

my daily awake conscious mind


a muttered "what the fuck?"

barely audible

breathed out through my teeth

while I stare at the streetlamp shadowed ceiling....






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old habits break us

when we try to break them...


"don't start in the first place"

is advice heeded of not...


but useless if you're already there

and no one really escapes some snag


so advice like this always sounds...as we used to say...

like medicine after the funeral






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habit forces me

back into living


I gave up on life

but I didn't die


my heart beat on

in spite of myself


being all the cost

of a wisdom lost







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I gave up


it was the wisest

thing I've ever done






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I do not go off into some wilderness...

I do not declare a box to be out of...


the whole world

is a slaughter house


and I do not have to go anywhere....






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birds trace grace

in invisible sectors in the sky


it is our vanity's punishment

that we've been denied wings to fly






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blessed are those comfortable

in their bubbles


their blessings are to be

too stupid to know


how much their stupidity

guards them from savage reality






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enjoy or despair

of your lives


it doesn't matter

what you do


you'll learn some lesson

you'll gain some wisdom


and all of it will be trashed

in the grinding process of living






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stupidity will out


look at Authority

and look at those oppressed


by that brute force in an agony

of chaos that supposedly grinds out


some meaning or teaches some lesson


here's the price and here's the lesson

you're through no matter what you do






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is there anything else

we love and cherish

that hasn't been snatched

away from us

bit by shattering bit?


I have nothing left to lose

and nothing more to gain

I'm dead in the water as life will decree







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VANITY WILTS LIKE STRAWBERRIES IN THE COLD

my work will be on the earth

as long as the earth lasts


or not

Sappho wrote volumes


and all that remains

are two nearly


complete poems and about

a hundred fragments


maybe you should ignore the opening to this piece....









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singing the blues

for those who are dear


singing the blues

for those who are near


singing the blues

for those in fear


singing the blues

for any who'll hear








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MY LAST MUSE

enter the fray my

last muse

I would have it no other way

zipping over the mesas to

add to my stamina of vision

before wisps of corruption

enter this soul who so yearns

the intervention of your power

hot as earth’s core and sultry as the sun


come quickly as you may or can

add to my soul and replace its losses

my heart sought you in every form

and lost you again in every dissolution

come again to renew this spirit

hopeless in dedication to the creativity

owed entirely to your choosing me at all








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dead to the world

but still alive

in eternity


I’ve reached the point

of wondering if I

even want it anymore


much as I love life

I lose all strength for its bullshit






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I can’t stand

the brunt of my price


the unforgiving almighty

is gouging it


like a glutton gutting

tripe out of a pig’s innards


and swallowing

the entire tangle whole





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BLACK HOLE AGAIN

black hole again?

dark night of the soul redux?


outer darkness descending

expanding its parameters


to all creation?

so-called Christ Almighty


I might as well unpack

my grip and just stay there





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LOVESICK BLUES

all love’s in vain


serve your love

as best you can


and get abuse and

resentment and be charged with


a dozen other

transgressions in her damned mind


you weren’t even aware you were making

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NOTHING FOR NOTHING

each of us is left to decide

divine vengeance will not be denied


nor will our penance be allowed

not perfect enough to keep God wowed


so if to gain all we

must renounce everything I see


the thing we must decide to choose

is how much we can stand to lose







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so I straggle along


wondering if the next

opportunity


is the break I'm looking for

or the final booby trap exploding


in a hapless life

that had faith in effort


left nothing to chance

and still wound up undone


by the maliciousness of everyone

from God on down to God's least....





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light glows

around your turds


how holy

you must feel


but if you

were really holy


there would be

no turds







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CAN'T HELP IT

I can’t help it

I must write


profundities

or drivel


it hardly matters

I must transmit


even if only to

the very few who hear






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relief to be at the end of this line

peace beyond the best I've ever known


and what comes next?

fair or foul I'll take it and see where it goes








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what will you do now porky?


nothing you bug-eyed fool

I know I'm empty and I know I'm done


and there's no grief in it







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I no longer await some intervention


my reckoning is right here and now

all sins all errors all illusions


of some imagined holiness as gross and foolish

as the vanity of those who wish to rule the earth


none of us are clean and none of us as special

as we'd like to think


I no longer await my fake deliverance








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the next phase comes

and all we know and love and use


will vanish as we hold it

in our hands


and even this illusion of meaning

will fade from the Universal Mind


a phase that got us from where we were

to where we will be








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happy now?

of course not


not even the strongest faith

can believe the reckless wholesale savaging


of the heart and soul

to scour it for some redemption


it is only our vanity that blocks us

from full appreciation of our salvation


(nothing I can do about the limitations of words

for their failure to ever convey the total reality


we ask too much of these inadequate symbols

and excuse ourselves with them)


oh value your ignorance for whatever you are aware of

you will be held responsible (happy now?)








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ride the wave

coming crashing down on the rocks


if it doesn't kill you

do it again and again until it does


that alas is the only way

you will find your measure


all or nothing is how

you'll live or how you'll die








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just you try holding the world together

while it's ripping apart in your grasp


if you haven't been disabused of your pointless vanity then

you surely can count yourself out







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well what a fool am I

to believe there was mercy

and grace and forgiveness and love

in the One


only Harmony of the Parts with the Whole will do

and there's not we do perfect enough

to qualify and rectify and generally make amends


so is the Way...so is this One...who help us....





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the One has truly been on a rampage lately


I can't remember a Mercury Retrograde this virulent...


but then it is as has been foretold


"it will seem as if there were no god"

and whatever our good whatever our trying


we are doomed to yet another apocalyptic rage of heaven

and there is nothing we can do


but endure it and die







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EITHER WE'RE ALL ONE OR WE AIN'T...JUST THAT PLAIN JUST THAT SIMPLE

so the creator is heartless and cruel and crazed

and we suffer from nothing but its contemptible will


let it be what it is and let happen what may

if our good isn't good enough


then let this power-mad gangster be alone

at the end of its creation


let this almighty power finally learn

its own lesson in humility






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the ancient wisdom


"why complain?"


truer than all of the bogus

philosophies of the proud








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why should I praise life

for being such a gamble

when all of us are born

holding loaded dice?








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USELESS HELP

try encouraging someone

in difficult straits


with an easy-peasy pep talk

about how anything can happen


and they'll rightly regard you

as bogus or insane


if anything can happen

damn it why the hell doesn't it?








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THEIR RIGHT MINDS

who in their right minds

can affirm the hell

that humanity's vainglory

has made of this world?


what drugs are they on?

how deep and wide

a hole in the sand

to hide their heads?


and why must those of us

who know life as

the suffering thing it is

suffer more at the hands


of these self-involved oracles

each hand dragging down the ankle over it?





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the human condition

wouldn't be so bad


if there weren't

a divine imperative


to make hash

of all our good


but alas this is

the human condition






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another day in something less than heaven


no...I'm not complaining...just making a statement

all of us know by heart


something less than heaven...and hell right from the start....






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THE GOD OF OUR IMAGINATIONS*

Let us kill the god of our imaginations!--
That petulant projection of our selfishness--
That thug we've created in our own filthy image--
That miscreant majesty we've invented to excuse ourselves
And to interfere with the lives of others--
Our invective righteous as advantageous safety

Let us kill this devious deity--
It is he at whom we aim self-hatred as blasphemy--
It is he we curse for our stubborn failings--
It is he we blame for our ills and whom we would
Manipulate to harm and to ruin our enemies

Who invoke like their image of God for protection and victory--

Let us destroy this notion of god destroying us--

Let us do away once and for all with this evil
Keeping our minds fogged by the narcotic of stupidity
Keeping our hearts enchained to craven habits
Keeping our souls enmeshed in our puerile creations
And separated from the True One whose works
Are wrought and ruined through us and whose sufferings
Consequently are ours--

Let us peer into the Void at last and see what
We are wrought-

Let us finish with this way that only blocks the Way--

Let us kill the god of our imaginations
That we may find
God




*Excerpted from Wails of the Wreacca: Let Us Kill the God of Our Imaginations,
posted July 10, 2010.







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A LIFETIME'S TEARS

a lifetime's tears dry


the autumn sun sets fire to blazing yellow branches


my favorite time of year

dark part of the year or not


we live most fully when all Thought is absent

and we are this present instant


no matter what chains you bear you are still free within them

the world doesn't matter god doesn't matter you are alive


and this moment is forever....






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leave all responsibility on us

who carry on in your dispensation

you who made things this way

and leave it like a cat leaves its shit in the litter


put all liability on us

to shift blame for your psychotic kinghood

we will fight and forgive

do wrong when we mostly think we're right


go our own way and cause immeasurable grief

then circle back with flowers and apologies and amends

you may not forgive so easily so then what good are you?

you reserve the right to judge and condemn


even when we've made amends and nothing's good enough for you

so let us not even think of you our blood boiling at your ways

to do so invites trouble to any good-hearted souls who wish

to right wrongs and are punished anyway


the incorrigible evil are bound for oblivion

dragging some unfortunates down with them

(they are almost as bad as you are power-crazed and mad


and this is you power of all as cheap as a common gangster)

so be it let those of us who love and forgive live like animals

with no thought of past or future or some imagined salvation

but fully alive in the Only Instant and fully ourselves


and as we forgive and forget and live our love to its fullest

you oh unappeasable One can kill us or not as you will





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and so it is with me

I've broken my own heart enough


I 've no more strength for anyone's bullshit

and am ready to rest


whatever comes after this sojourn

I've no care or concern


this alleged 'god of love' will love and forgive

or be lost in my loss






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I gave my all

it didn't matter

I sunk deeply into my shit

and was left there to flounder


the One has its vengeance

too imperial to forgive

but I gave my all

and wonder what glory there is to live


no forgiveness no mercy no love

let the One weep when its creation has had enough







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I'm bidden to atone

and repent and transcend


but I sink into a dark night of my own

and find comfort there without end









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I trusted in the One

and now have a three-inch wide asshole


(and not in a good way)

oh what a fool I was to believe


when the true reality

is to endure your suffering


swallow tons of divine crap

and through shit-stained teeth


bleat "Oh how blessed am I"

if I had known the One was a heartless force


that knows harmony of the parts with the Whole

as its only goodness


I could have endured this waste of a life

instead of cursing God for everything God isn't










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you love what you love

and hate what you hate


you trample on everyone else's

pursuit of their fate


and nothing we do

leads to any amends


the One cares only for vengeance

as we're delivered to our ends






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I'm trying again

I don't know why

I'm trying to move forward

and must for

worldly survival's sake

but I'll be done down

anyway

no matter what I do

fate has no mercy

the Source is unrelenting

and every misstep

you make is fatal



and so

I'm trying again

in all futility

in the gulag of the earth

I don't know why

except that I love life

more than the Source of Life

loves any of us






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we live in an arena

the strong are vicious

the weak are cruel

and the lions just do

what they're supposed to do


go on and snark

me and mine

we'll stand our ground

and slay as many as we can

before we're taken down


the arena is packed

the retinue will flatter

and we will suffer like pigs

for a god that doesn't matter







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...and with a liberation

by the admission of fault


comes a drifting back

into the Darkness yet again


awareness in black nothingness

is the true hell


the Outer Darkness...and no repentance

or amends matter at all...



only the vengeance

of intractable karma


the inexorable cause and effect

of the brute force of the Law


and the One will have it

no other way....






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I gave up rather sweetly


nothing like having your error

beaten out of you by the One


to teach you compliance and humility






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good luck to those

who do right

because it is right


they are the ones

who suffer most

at the hands of


evil and duplicitous men

and even (to be fair) at the hands of the One


good luck to those

who do not need

the supports of fear and pride


or the enticement of heavenly reward

good luck to those rare few

strong enough to be themselves








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humanity

sits on

a pile of shit


waiting

for a garden

to grow


there's the extent

of human effort


(and maybe that's not a bad idea....)




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humanity bothers itself

over so many things beyond

its comprehension and its control


no wonder the gods laugh....





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you've heard it from me

you've heard it from others

you've experienced it for yourself


the Source of Life has only

Harmony of the Whole as its goodness


and nothing is perfect enough

to remedy these conditions as

our misguided steps lead us into Disharmony


well who then to blame?

the One who made life in this way

or the one who tries with all good intent

to repent and atone and amend


and whose efforts will be crushed down regardless

by this One?


you've heard it from me

you've heard it from others

you've experienced it for yourself


must you even ask?







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life and its components

'real' and 'permanent'

underlying everything


yet every generation

has to learn this

over and over again


why teach? obviously

it's very lucrative









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nothing riles me more

than being called out on some trait of mine


when my accuser is guilty of the same trait...damn it...


how thick the walls of communication and comprehension....







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what can I teach

when I myself seem to learn nothing?


christ almighty why am I...an idiot...

even pandering to other idiots?






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I intend to charm the snake


venom for venom


temptation is the illusion

my bite is stronger

but I will do it nonetheless


if only to coax an outcome









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THE DUPLICITY OF EARTH

no need to get deep

no need for true confessions


we've all had our short hairs

caught on something


and you know something's up

when a zealot climbs up


a very high soapbox to pluck

such low-hanging fruit as condemnation


and the only ones quaking are those

of muddled fear and no courage


enough to show the charlatan

the way to his noose


oh everyone wants everyone else's blood

especially the weak of brute strength


taking from the strong humility

of those who would detach from the arena


why say any of this when in the end

a grave divides and seals our endeavors


tell me then what worth your earnest vanity

tell me what confession heals all


better still tell me nothing

and know I'll do as much for you






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left with my mess

with the finish line


approaching


how easy now to say


'enough'








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mea culpa

resounding yet again in the heart


and the regret of vanity

makes penitents of us all










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as many different

ways to die in this world

as there are souls


yet is there but one way

to be born


and none of its is worth

a leper's touch


the world so incidental in that







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going forward will be quite a trick

with creation grinding away in its course

so better be nimble better be quick

or that candle will make your balls feel distress






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you have no

control over life


except for

your next move










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COMPANY

I'm glad I found you

on this killing floor


we may not have long

but our company will be rich....





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GO ON I DARE YA TO...

love is mutual self-projection

we look at each other and see ourselves


unless we see each other looking at ourselves

then we are seeing our Oneness


go on


YOU try it....





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is your world what it should be?

are you the way the world would have you?


God blames you

you blame God


and a schizophrenic is still

talking to himself....







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AT LIBERTY

at liberty...


what a bogus notion...


a fever dream

to placate Shiva

who is already dreaming


and we have no liberty

but to await Shiva's awakening


which will end all worlds....






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DAISY CHAIN (NOW SIMMER DOWN BROTHERS)

brotherhood is a daisy chain

one cock in the ass in front of it


unbreakable as the Law

unspeakable as the lies of redemption


you do as you please

you go for what flimsy dream you're chasing


you'll get the nothing you deserve

while I intend to tighten my asshole against the Lord







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it's useless to talk


you just don't hear


every fool in his hell


dreams of a heaven


that'll cool the flames...


thank you all for


dragging every one down


you bastards bastards bastards....





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SO MUCH TO SAY

so much to say

and no reason to say it


all the art and great thoughts

have been the spinning of jackholes


pegged by the brute forces

of greed and power


if you're not ready to pick up a weapon

you've got nothing to say







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there you are again

a bad night of senseless remorse ends

with your eyes

staring out of a pile of ash

in your bed

as something called dawn

thins out the darkness

and the breeze blows you away


and there you are again

a new direction

down a fresh path

and there you are

looking out of the air

unexcited by the familiar end









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IS AND IS NOT

the sheer black blaze


nothingness


inside your form


unaware but aware


dead but alive


the still center


that is everywhere


and all that is








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larger than I imagined


hope occupied

too much space in my heart...


oh my mind knew better...

had hard realities crushing


dreams like a jackhammer on concrete...

but the heart won out and showed me even


smaller than I thought....





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idiots rule


especially the one

who think they aren't....






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enjoy a good time

for the brief time it lasts


because it will go bad faster

than food turns to shit







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