Duality

With life,

death is certain

Death gives rise

Putting on Ashes

Today is a day for putting on ashes
sifting the coals of burned down villages
the apses and ledges still stand like spindles…

Icy You.

Ice was meant to melt. 
You did feel cool surround. 
I guess the sun is around.
But I suspect my warmth, more.

Where’re you going?

It’s arcane, I can’t find you
When the sun paints
And the church sings their saints.

dear washington and the powers that be…

is it irony? when npr, pbs, and fingerpainting
really started to take their hits, it was…

My ship sailed and she —

she stood so pale

in front of me that day

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Empty is my mind’s eye
no sign of nourishment in sight
barking up the wrong tree for a bone
Handling my uneasiness very well
fed my addiction…

Choose

Waiting for a lift that gets stuck on every floor,

Time Will Tell Whether We Survive The Rift

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Yesterday’s Pleasure—Haiku

The gentle touch of
Yesterday’s love flirts, and then
Fingers no man’s land

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So, while I’m right here in the country where people lie

Cyssan

two lips.
one breath.
and

in and out of granite

time takes away so very much

H.R. 621

they want to sell our land
they want to put up gates
they want to charge admission
for this holy place
can you imagine?
St. Peter flanked 
by 300 pound guards
turning away the simple
denying the quaint
in favor of fat cats
with dark appetites
all at once the birds
will cease to sing
the streams will run dry
the…

China’s got it coming

Of itself war dreams stimulating economic streams
letters & spaces arranged in…