Saturday, August 14, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
True Certainty
To discover the nature of unity
one must study conflict & discord;
to find certainty in life
one must first disarm oneself with doubt.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
I make my songs
I make my songs
As dry as old bones
Brittle / like dried-up stalks of corn
Dead leaves that crumble in
The palm.
1979.
As dry as old bones
Brittle / like dried-up stalks of corn
Dead leaves that crumble in
The palm.
1979.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
I COME HERE OFTEN
I come here often
Of a day of dreams.
Where is this
What have I grown tired of?
All these lies that
Lie here. My dinner for too many years.
I’ve had my last bite. I wouldn’t
let a dog touch these scraps.
Been where? I’ve been.
The dream.
What dream is it?
1981.
to lie in the road and dream.
Of a day of dreams.
Dreams that
Ripen on the trees like peaches at the harvest.
Ripen on the trees like peaches at the harvest.
Where is this
That we go to dream?
Anymore I wonder why I still come.
I’ve grown tired of dreams.
I’ve grown tired of dreams.
What have I grown tired of?
All these lies that
Lie here. My dinner for too many years.
I’ve had my last bite. I wouldn’t
let a dog touch these scraps.
You’ve never been there.
Been where? I’ve been.
You’ve been there? Where is it?
The dream.
What dream is it?
The dream it is.
There’s the dream, the one
Sweet essential dream.
I’ve seen the dream. A heaven
Of a dream. I’ve seen all the dreams now.
There aren’t any new ones left.
There’s the dream, the one
Sweet essential dream.
I’ve seen the dream. A heaven
Of a dream. I’ve seen all the dreams now.
There aren’t any new ones left.
1981.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
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