I have slogged through a sewer
its walls crumbling to red clay
river shoals strewn with water lilies
a cave faintly lighted by their reflection.

I associated with dubious denizens
thinking they had literary merit
but I observed too closely
and what we see we covet.

I craved the differences between us
they were a new life
familiarity having worn mine out
I slipped into something else.

There was much ado about style
the things we did and how
how I became the subject
and I observed myself.

Stealing through the story
the writer died the subject lived
the ending was never to be a conclusion
and it wouldn’t have meant a thing.

This Life

Posted: May 26, 2017 in Uncategorized

It’s delusional this life the elaborate systems we erect to confuse ourselves
so much form without clear function.

We animate notions and embellish them with sentimental endearments
if we made it it must matter surely it is worthy of attention.

Stooped over tending my own garden missing the birth of the sun
a daily occurrence beyond my control and therefore completely trustable.

Man-made beauty is a thing of desperation images of something we have lost
we seek natural light to clarify our vision.

I Keep My Distance

Posted: May 21, 2017 in Uncategorized

I keep my distance a subtle form of discouragement
I want to be liked but not needed.

I’m an emotional coward secure in my solitude
wary beyond my borders.

I’ve been in the trenches I’ve earned my scars
swapped valor for vigilance.

Open wounds closed heart no room for chance
all possibilities are fraught.

Such reluctance invites hostility
there are those who would drag me into the light.

They see in the shadows sinister affect
these dark contours only conceal my tears.


Posted: May 13, 2017 in Uncategorized

I give the good things more credit than they deserve
trying to make standard special getting by elevated to success
but hey every day you wake up alive right
avoiding most of the thousand hurts that flesh is heir to
acceding to acceptable loss.

Rummaging through a dust covered toy chest
in the back of a dark closet
pulling out puppets with happy painted faces
old playmates from a simpler time
a little nostalgia won’t kill you.

A little neuralgia may lay you low though
these talismans we have clung to
pretty palliatives for old aches and pains
this false sense of security is a daily habit
minor victories that wring tears of comfort.


Posted: May 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

we are trapped in a matrix of desire

the beast feels the need to feed

a tiger knows no renunciation

the eagle is unrepentant


the plainclothes angels who walk among us

mean to capture our attention divert our gaze

to give us a glimpse of some higher form

a glimmer of spiritual evolution


they wield blinding light that animals fear

they would probe us with god

we submit or we languish

but first we roar in anger and in terror


we do not understand what we are becoming

Take What You Need

Posted: April 30, 2017 in Uncategorized

Take what you need and be merciful
the considerate and the timid are not recognized
everyone is happier when they know their place.

The power of benevolence binds us we dispense majesty and all are content
we devise a system of law and order to compensate for our failings
we know the right thing when we think it through but we have to write it down.

I will take up our burden to try and put things right
but I require your cooperation
I am no saint and this was all avoidable.

The Sun Remains

Posted: April 27, 2017 in Uncategorized

Just because you think of a thing
doesn’t mean you have to do the thing
the fantastic colors and twisted shapes
you summon from your depths.

An azure ocean roiling with blackest waves
surrendering on the shores of silver islands
where the people are happy and life is good
just as you imagined it.

These actions these results are unauthored
but true nonetheless you wrote this story in your heart
yet when it was broken
the people continued and the sun remained.