I hope one day
The presence of my silence
Will bring security
To her heart.
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leaving only the snakeskin they’re worth.
Look at whoever
made you feel inferior
misplaced or intolerable
and ask yourself:
Whose burden do they carry?
Then remind yourself:
That weight is not meant for you.
Now tell whoever
made you feel inferior
misplaced or intolerable
you love them
And watch:
Their puzzled concern, still only for themselves.
Then walk away
leaving only the snakeskin they’re worth.
Put me in a coma
Put me in a coma
relieve me of this sense
Kill me with the karma
you use in your defense
In this life I’ve been lucky
as quiet as a mouse
The 9 I’ve since departed
like kitten’s claw a blouse
This pine scented aroma
of Hitchcock and suspense
Pawing at the dharma
crows circle in pretense
For once I thought the nut house
a home to mice and men
This state of being’s smartened
this boy’s escaped the pen.
What have we done?
I am not quite sure exactly what
Some parent’s expect of their children
In terms of success and failure
Because of course each individual is unique
In their own belief system developed through life
Though I do know exactly what
Some middle aged men and women
Expect of their parent’s, which is
Love and Understanding that
Love and Understanding means more to them
Than any award or prize, delusions of wealth
And superfluous measures of success
Handed down from Great-Grandfather to Grandfather
Then Father to Son who’s soul purpose it often seems
Is to belittle the latter, like some draconian wheel
Turning itself in circles, only to cause
An endless cycle of fear and inferiority
Leading nowhere fast, leading nowhere good
On an endless road of resentment and ill worth.
And we don’t ask for this. We are born to this.
We are flesh and bone
Fueled by the imperfections of our father’s
Father’s, father’s son
Who one day will understand he did nothing wrong
Oh Mother, dear mother
What have we done?
In the Delaware of my mind.
I stand here blind
With tears in my eyes
Surrounded by the life
I’ve always dreamed
Thinking of you there
Alone and in fear
Knowing no one’s called in weeks
Except myself and another
Who I hope like I
Told you you’re loved
And have done no wrong
Like I’ve too
So often thought
Living year to year like a vagabond
Drifting through the mud of life
It’s hard but man it’ll be alright
Look West I’m here in the dead of night
Standing by this olive tree
In California I no longer dream
Living mine the best I can
Drinking with you
Hand in hand, walking I can see
The two of us, then cracking crabs
Pig Beaches on parade
Just two lost souls, now growing old
What’s left is yours to keep
For nothing lost is truly gone
Now Lady Garth I see her too
In the Delaware of my mind.
Norwegian wood aglow
Actually I am, as
Real as they come
I see us in Alaska
Enchanted we are one, so
Love me lovely star seed
My hand is yours to hold
Among the valleys
Northern lights
Norwegian wood aglow
Be the light
Be the light
you longed for
in the darkness
of childhood.
Seated in the summer sun
Seated in the summer sun
drenched in heat
reading a novel, alone
how sweet.
With memories of you
drenched in heat,
feet stretched out
along the beach.
Where in the summer sun
you’d sit and read
a novel too, my mother
sweet.
While you’d watch us kids
the swimming sea,
and how you read
effortlessly,
I never wondered then
like I do now,
how a quiet lesson
could teach me how.
I turn each page
my mind at rest,
my mother’s sun
warm on my chest.
My thought among the leaves
The breeze it blows my thought
Away unto the tree
Like branches stretching out
I rustle with the leaves
It’s there among the many
Shadows I can see
The physics of my body
Expand and cease to be
The Wild
The brilliance and stupidity
of one lone soul
can unleash a myriad of question,
that which need, not always
be answered by anyone,
not even The Wild.
Words Of An Average White Male 