If a man’s to charge me now
I don’t think that I could move
Blinded by the sun
The insects stand aloof
Counting blades of grass
No luck of clovers here
Each day’s a hangman’s pity
Each night’s a cross to bear
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Streams
Whatever stream it gets to you by,
it’s still a stream—leading nowhere
to some, somewhere to many, and
to others it’s—already there.
the LA river
Looking at the LA river
now, smelling it
more than I can see it.
There’s a pigeon
down there, drinking
down there, bathing itself
in whiskey and piss—
probably blood even.
Who knows really?
It could be the purest water
in the world, but I guess
only a choice few
will get the opportunity.
While the rest of us
get coffee, Dasani
and whatever else
man feeds the birds.
Consciousness
If you’re not sure
then pause, wait
and listen to the sounds
of conscious—nothing—ness.
Words Of An Average White Male 