ZeN on the Run

Posted: August 26, 2014 in Uncategorized

It is easy
to love some body
for the pretty things
the shiny things
that are fading
& you can
keep on dreaming
but when you can
take the bad
with the good
you/ve found your self
some thing special.

Phase-Locking

Posted: August 16, 2014 in Poetry
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It sometimes seems
that nothing good
comes this way
then rips seam
& lead to
something else
an avalanche occurs
carrying everything
in its wake
if you can/t find
your way clear
a path if
people don/t see you
cause a scene
if they can/t hear
keep shouting
they can/t feel you
unless they cry
when you touch
cut them deep
make ‘em bleed
the truth hurts
who do we think
we are to make
up for who
we are not
meanwhile
we will stay
in the moment
until we have to
rise to the
occasion
if you know me
please push me
we/ll both be
the better from it

 

Social Media

Posted: August 13, 2014 in Uncategorized

Images
frozen across 
blinking screens
digital
facsimiles
humanity
technology
either doom
or save thee
please remember
there/s human
beneath the skin
we know not
our limit
we know our end
can not begin
so we let
ourselves be
enslaved to
pass the time
not realize
truth that/s been
before our eyes
that life is
beautiful
it heals itself
we do not need
bureaucracy
strongholds of
theology
restricting
spirituality
nor do we need
private-interest-
-militaries
providing
thought security
so let these
circuits pulse with
electricity
galavanize
liberty
we can be
free we/ve been
utilitarian
totalarian
too long it is
time we stand
for the one
the sick ones
the poor ones
like the sun
that doesn/t care
where it shines;

twitter, facebook,
whatever…

let these new
toys become
tools that open
up our minds.

forSake

Posted: August 4, 2014 in Poetry
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What is it
with dads that make
them hate their sons
so bad it makes
them chase vapors
of ghosts the sweet
elusive sons
reduced to
vehicles of
salvation lets
get didactic
Abraham
to Isaac
Absalom
to David
dancing through
the kingdom
all his heart
could not save him
even the
messiah
had a father
to forsake him.

Doors to Walls

Posted: July 25, 2014 in Poetry
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Doorways
to other places
vision
for dark spaces
this world
little slanted
sliding
by sad faces
feeling
like I/m blinking
right out
of existence
digits
in a system
thinking
anywhere is
better
than where you are
until
you arrive there
fuckers
everywhere.

Aren/t we ever to be?

Whatever happened
to autonomy?

Dog-tired wage slavery
life sentence
perpetual penance
escape inward
to the inner city
the crush
of the crushed
under the weight
of the pressure
American dream.

Was it ever not
fantasy?

Is there another
reality?

Without Poverty
here no one
feeds
the hungry
fucking
multitudes
struggling
make-believe free
must be real
we got belief
we watched it all
burn On T.V.
celebrity
tax write-off charity
distributing
autographed pity
sanctimoniously
not money
want the power
of their currency
to manifest
our own philosophy
on life
about the way WE
think things should be
& it works
over the nerves
anxiety building
hate starting
thinking:

Why am I doing this?

Ain/t I a free man?

Can/t I just opt-out? 

But you can/t,
dollars and sense

& you ask yourself
if there was ever a time
when you were a part
of something else
something bigger
than yourself
something more
than the gathering
of material wealth.

Lost Causes

Posted: June 24, 2014 in Uncategorized

I am what I was
& what I was
I never knew
these things
that I say
they must stay
between us
things are complicated
these feelings can/t be
replicated
wound-up
devastated
we think the better
to be alone
than left blue
only trust
each other
when we don/t
think things through
we break to pieces
contrive glue
beyond years
folds & creases
war ain/t over
till the fire ceases.