For all those workers who are not respected.
(2014)
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
YOU and are not us.
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
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Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.