(2013)
composed 07 Mar
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
YOU and are not us.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
