Nothing Exists
nothing exists then
more than this,
and nothing exists
which is less.
the birth of a universe
is not more than
the opening of the
last rose of summer.
and the secret of infinity
is not more than
the smell and the taste
my hand remembers of yours.
a falling star merely the echo
of your footsteps, walking
out my door the last time...
the morning dew just your love juices
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Stranger Between Us
the stranger between us
is neither you, nor me;
but some part of each
left undiscovered, after
this journey of a thousand miles.
a world hidden by shadow,
that turns on its own axis,
and cries out for deliverence
in an empty room.
the stranger between us,
a wall made of wings
that never found flight,
that never breathed air.
the stranger between us
is the pathway to tomorrow
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Wolf Killed For Pelt
he just got out
of the joint again...
caught dealing hillbilly heroin...
has that far away look
in his eyes when he talks,
part of him, a big part,
still locked up!
remember riding with him
in a 'vette,40 years ago...
when the wolf in him still hunted,
120 mph....
now the wolf is dead,
he's mostly dead,
maybe i'm dying too,
maybe we're all dead...
and the words on his headstone read:
wolf killed for pelt!
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A Beer And A Shot!
a beer and a shot....
two old men sitting
on the stoop. talking...
about old times, jobs,
women, and life....
changing the strings
on a battered old Gibson...
the old dog just happy
to lie at their feet....
the sound of bacon frying,
the clatter of pots and pans....
a hawk soaring in circles
over the fields turned brown...
a couple of songs,
a few flakes of snow....
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Animal Lives
i howl at night.
like a wolf trapped
in a small room.
staring through
the window.
calling on the
moon goddess
for deliverance.
sometimes i build webs
in the darkness like a spider.
waiting to catch you
in a hungry moment.
or i sit motionless
in the darkness
like a cat.
eyes aglow with primal
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Feed The Beast # 3
fallen idols, sterile Bibles,
close your eyes dont touch.
give them rice, roaches and lice,
just dont give them much.
truth too strong, sell your song,
keep them marching to the beat.
riot squads, in the name of god,
kill freedom in the streets.
the wheels of justice keep on turning.
you keep spending more than you're earning.
people keep dying, bodies are burning....
feed the beast, the world keeps turning.
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Miracle, And Fire!
every dropp of water,
every breath of air.
every blade of grass....
every cloud drifting
across the blue sky.
every baby born....
every child growing to adult....
every hand put to the plow,
every face staring out the window.
every heart that opens the door.
every whisper and groan....
every kiss, every touch....
every friend that stands beside.
every moment given,
every moment lived....
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My Bowl Be Shared!
if wealth causes indifference,
apathy, and insulated selfish behavior...
let me be poor until i die.
let me be rich in my poverty...
and feel every small wound,
share every small sorrow,
dance with every small joy...
let me struggle with my brothers
to find human simple dreams.
let me feel companionship,
both the good and the bad.
and let me sleep with caring....
let my hands get dirty,
let my bowl be shared!
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Scar
love is a scar...
a quiver of the lip
that no one sees...
a moment of lostness
you cant regain...
is an avalanche,
a hurricane, an
unnamed tear...
a moment of softness...
the rage of anger.
love is a swagger,
a limp, a dance, a curse.
the taste of lips washed
away by the rain...
love is a reason,
is madness, a hunger
that cant be fed...
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What If, And Why?
what if there is
no land over yonder?
what if this is it?
what if our trials
and tribulations
are the destination,
not the journey?
what if tomorrow is a dream?
and today is all we have?
and how many times have you
seen God today, in stranger's faces,
in outstretched hands?
what if every thought,
every word, and every action
were tiny parts of eternity?
what would we do different?
and why dont we now?
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