a fine bouquet
there are those among us
whose experience is usually flawed
and those who don’t know it
having failed to save the world
I know I have failed
having failed to make a fortune
or even a secure living
I tread the abyss
on a bad day
and feel queasy even when the sun shines
looking beyond the hour
not trusting in Providence
I’d like to [...]
Category Archive for 'moans'
Politically
I can find no words nor pictures yet the sand runs
a cop leans against his car on this mainstreet evening
and I’m sure he wants to be either a good guy
or the meanest mother and probably a bit of both
I’m loath to return to the all coppers are rune
its just one of several defaults of theirs [...]
Bumped into Ian and Louie saying hello to Alan. “Two Alan’s,” said Ian, including me in this three way meeting, years, decades under the bridge. Is it eighteen years ago we hung out in the Future bakery? (Ian and Louie were young.) Alan says, yeah, he’s still playing rock and roll and doing odd [...]
such a short time
and I’ve been so impatient
see the sun set the sun set
and my good friends and my true love
dissolved
and here’s this dog that’s been a dozen years with me
struggling for breath
and leaving me tomorrow (we’ve set the clock)
and yes I have a tear
and that too will dissolve
an so much and so much is [...]
as thin as smoke
as thin as smoke
incense before the altar
smelling of roses
smelling of shit
which is it
swirling
phantoms
a life led
bled
click on the pigeon to home
Bookmark It
stumbling in the truth of wine
I see this ocean and these islands
oceans of space
vast around the eyelet
people
isolates
cold currents separate
these illusory beings.
we are illusion
not concrete
these concretions of stumbling startling feelings.
flux
catch me a concept
show me it is more than a tune
an air
and yet and yet
perhaps we’re all there is
this cinema
this light upon a screen
there’s no more than [...]