Come base-note
feet pondering
ebony-ivory keys
lyrical phrase —
lift my heart-clef
poised before measure
n’ver a common time
that life consumes
the chambers
of my music hall
bring to me my songs
each moment — symphony
the notes fall
but never shatter
only scatter about
:: 04-06-2014 ::
born a rebel he screamed
his first words to the doctor:
this is a mistake make it go away!
so he was born with a mind
and took it everywhere he traveled
packing it in a grocery bag next
to his red-tagged soul
and the purple cabbage
Go away! Go away! You’re insane!
leaving home he took his womb
a shrived skin of plastic and a spoon
to feed the lawn animals and milk tooth
the priests exercised their will in him
tried to break the spirit and the spell
but their hands were too fast — Mother
she cried and the statues bled
this is all a mistake
make it all go away
Go away! Go away! Just go away!
:: 04-05-2014 ::
we born of riches
all of us
aristocrat — even beggared
the mighty and the frail-small
a vault of bars in gold
earmarked for life’s events
swiftly/quaintly we spend
some to squander
into the wind —
the wise, thrifty
for the long road
:: 04-05-2014 ::
I lay bare
my soul
to eternity —
to see my clay
form —
from celestial
breath have I come
I now lay bare
a fall from grace —
In human form
:: 04-06-2014
a pregnant 1
becomes b
and drinks
the nectar
of a yellow c
and pollinates
quickly lest
it becomes
a bit too
tar – d
life so
special
will you
agree with
m e?
:: 04-05-2014 ::
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