All I can do is all I can do
to aid you in your suffering.
The rest is up to you.
As you see fit.
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My Goldfinch in flight
Chainlink memory
In the dream state of night
Unshackled reality
Through a window of light
Which pours like rain
And puddles my sight
Until ripples reflect
My Goldfinch in flight
Olympians in order of merit
I find it both fascinating and concerning
How every belief system has it’s own
Language and moral code on which to live by
Who often speak with identical regard to
A quite ambiguous, rather unknown force
But stand like Olympians in order of merit
As if gold, silver, and bronze
Were anything else but idealized metal.
95 miles
All I know is what I see
And what I see is
Indescribable
Blurring beauty
Engorge us as we drive
95 miles per hour
To Las Vegas
No matter the days happenings
No matter the days happenings,
good, bad, or ugly—
remember to remind her,
the one you love—you love her
and there’s no place you’d rather be
than with her, dreaming of tomorrow.
Love and Humanity
Don’t let Fear and Family
Turn you away
From Love and Humanity.
Smoke signals in the distance
If you need me I’ll be shit faced
What I mean is I’ll be drunk
I’ll be one among the many few
Who’ve had it with this stuff
What I mean is life in general
And habits to abhor
What I mean are people’s cycles
Like children wanting more
If you need me I’ll be blacked out
What I mean is I’ll be gone
Away from all the hear say
Far from the Wall Of Moms
What I mean is I’ll be silent
What I mean is I’ll be cured
Less sheep among the megaphone
It’s best not to be heard
If you need me I’ll be nameless
What I mean is I’ll be safe
No profit ever profited
From showing off his face
What I mean is Martin Luther King
What I mean is Malcolm X
What I mean is they will kill you
Like that guy from Nazareth
If I need you which I won’t
Look North among the pine
Smoke signals in the distance
Will tell you I am fine
But just in case you need me
I assure you that you won’t
What I mean is here’s another post
No one will ever boast
What I mean is that which serves you
Serves you and you alone
What I mean is followers in time
Will leave you to the crows.
How do I write a good book?
“How do I write a good book?” He asks.
“Read a lot of books.” I tell him. “And…
“And what?” He presses.
“Remove the word good from your vocabulary.”
Shrugging, he digs, “and replace it with what?”
“Whatever’s wrong with the world, my friend.”
“I’m listening…”
And upon waving him farewell.
“A book worth reading isn’t always easy
but it’s worth the effort.”
I see everything at once
Staring into space
I see everything at once
No matter who you’re born
When you’re done
You are done.
When Butterflies Were Band-aids
Look me in my heartache
And tell me there’s a cure
When butterflies were band-aids
Where fact and fiction blur
Speak to me in virtues
The one’s I’m pickled for
When only field’s were diamonds
And playgrounds left you sore
Hold me in your sorrow
With hands so soft and pure
When bedtime meant tomorrow
Was absolutely sure
Hear me as the willows
Send shivers down your spine
When fluff was just for pillows
Where wonder’s in the pine
Sense me in my mourning
For those yet to be fed
When fear meant it was pouring
Where Rover was still red
Send prayers if you still got em
Though mine have long since fled
This well’s filled from the bottom
Where sailboats are led
Words Of An Average White Male 