I'm not unaffected

by the misery of the world


but there is a certain detachment

as I sit and watch the world


settle its accounts

and those who thought


they had no part in it

but their inadequacy in the face


of some divine imperative

get a bill they cannot hope to pay off


except with their suffering


pain may be universal

and our capacity to suffer

is ours alone


and in the mass privations

of this apocalypse


each of us fill our space

in the grand puzzle


that we accept as some grand Plan

well...have it so if you will...


everything lies in the hands

we turn palms down


or up depending on our understanding

will you be up? will you be down?


this is the judgement

and this is your penance


I sit here with my own load of woes

no different than anyone else's


and I also awaiting the casting of divine lots

I also await the outcome and the price...



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it's hard to laugh

with mud and shit

pouring down your gullet

while eons of karma

are reaped with

the simple mechanisms

of catastrophe

and the folly of humankind


but laugh I will

if all is lost

then all is found

in the simple defiance

of the human spirit against everything


including the Will of God...



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we saw all this calamity coming

and did nothing to avert it


now we sink in ruins of our own making

and blame karma circumstance


others who we think

will never play fair...


funny how we now turn away from the mirrors

in which once we admired ourselves...






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systems failing

goodwill flailing


now we meet ourselves

in our hunger and our pride


left with no infrastructure

to hide our vicious natures behind


now you'll see who walks away clean

now you'll see your measure...




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while the eons pivot on this time in creation

and the instant of this happening passes


on what other side of consciousness

will our acts and consequences


swerve like molecules in the forms

they comprise?


the flesh immemorial

in the confines of their term...


what's to come has already been

and what we know


we know after the fact

each of us still pondering in our own universes


and our universes revolving around

black holes of the Ineffable


and on no side of knowledge

will our awareness abide


each of us pivoting

on the edge of........



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trust isn't easy come by


but it must do

if one wishes to catch some sleep


at the edge of some dream

where your own second


fiddles in the shadows with a gun...




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love leads when all else fails...


but love fails also

and we follow that lead


in circles around our bemusement...



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