Life of the Mind

Posted: April 17, 2018 in Uncategorized

I cannot extinguish the life of the mind
review reflect recall all the ways I went wrong
wonder why.

It’s a stream become a river
I have plied these waters before
high tide and low drifting in the shallows.

I remember you
how we thought about ourselves
we thought we were a good idea.

Knowing what I know now
I would not change course
in my mind I see clearly how we strayed.

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The Broken Remain Dependent

Posted: April 13, 2018 in Uncategorized

Stop judging stop expecting stop letting things get to you
the phone rings you walk away wounded
poisoned posts poised in your inbox
words on a screen that wreck your world
only lethal if you take them in.

As long as I need your understanding I am exposed
my expectations ensure denial
you were not who I think you are
if you are who you think you are
you cannot be who I need you to be.

Need ensures noncompliance
if I depend on my ideas of what you are
they will crumble and I will fall
the broken remain dependent
until they realize how it is they came to this.

 

My Number

Posted: April 10, 2018 in Uncategorized

My number keeps coming back to itself
it is irreducible indivisible it is prime.

The mathematics of my life are absolute
it all adds up it makes logical sense
no theory of chaos can refute this.

God is the master physicist
celestial mechanics are his commandments.

I kneel at the altar of science
a stinking heap of blubbering biology.

These concepts these theories
relieved only by spasms of laughter
or sexual abandon
a body’s feeble attempt to trump truth.

I work with my birthdate
I examine the cosmological framework
the celestial system through which I find myself.

I am no scientist
but I have the innate apparatus to figure this out
I am a problem I can solve.

It Ain’t Easy Being Free

Posted: April 5, 2018 in Uncategorized

Living it up in the material world
the Buddha said to be here now
and so here we are
too distracted to hear the rest of the story.

Busy being what we were led to become
exhausted trying to catch up
trying to catch happiness
keeping up with keeping the faith.

We believe in one truth or another
it ain’t easy being free calls for something
we must summon some essence from ourselves
what rises equips us to detect patterns.

We see a maze spun of platinum webbing
attractive and confining
just comfortable enough to call home
here we can fashion a life as conditions warrant.

Side Trips

Posted: April 3, 2018 in Uncategorized

Running out of markers too many touchstones to tally
lotta miles between start and finish.

After so many side trips you lose your way
at some point you rip off the rearview mirror.

Try to keep your eyes on the road ahead
every few miles another reason to pull over.

Maybe the stops were where you were headed
everyplace you’d been the destination all along.

My Mistake

Posted: April 2, 2018 in Uncategorized

My mistake was to mistake lust for love to embrace in a clutch
turn my lips away from a kiss fearing the devouring mouth.

My mistake was to mistake an extended hand for a claw
the touch that heals can hurt soft whispers sound sinister to one hard of hearing.

My mistake was to think you cared because you came
my mistake was to think I had what you needed.

The needy are greedy I was a temporary pass to the satisfaction of another
my mistake was to think a smile was genuine.

The laughter had no meaning beyond a body convulsing haplessly
my mistake was to expect my expectations to be met – a cosmic joke.

The phantoms I embraced I conjured from my lovelorn mind
my mistake was to think my heart couldn’t be broken by a single tender touch.

The tears I shed fall upon parched earth where nothing grows
my mistake was failing to grasp the bouquet you offered had germinated there.

Vexed

Posted: March 31, 2018 in Uncategorized

It was a precision strike of karmic proportions
when his sperm hit her egg
drawn then and there to the difficult and the perplexing
born to be frustrated bred for disappointment.

Sooner or later everyone I know vexes me
I reciprocate and ruminate then wonder if I care
brutal honesty brings an end to brooding
no point exiling a hermit.