(2013)
composed 07 Mar
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
YOU and are not us.
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
