
but as for me I sit far back,
knowing that so much I lack,
alone on windy night I walk,
my heart in bitter whispers talks,
‘the world is against you,
you cannot win,
don’t bother trying,
they won’t let you in’
but as for me I sit far back,
knowing that so much I lack,
alone on windy night I walk,
my heart in bitter whispers talks,
‘the world is against you,
you cannot win,
don’t bother trying,
they won’t let you in’
I wonder
what do the corridors of power look like?
who and whom walk there?
and what shoes do they wear?
do they take alternates and a spare?
are they alone?
should we care?
where will all the corridors lead?
when to begin, when to run, when to lay down?
I [...]
A Politician, shall we call him Perro?
puffed up with vanity,
met a citizen-voter one day, and,
to impress him spread his arms,
and began to tell of gorgeous tales,
of highways and tunnels,
of projects and plans,
of educational building more sublime,
than the wonders of the worlds,
he stood [...]
was I a passenger?
all different and unconnected?
or all conniving erratically to one place
a plunging through the clouds
falling down and down
until
you swallow the empty alone
the Marvel © (™) quantum zone
of zany-art blended nonsense
where sneaky senses are blocking and
the [...]
we start
more yielding than the air
we start
taking breaths of potential
we start
because its desirable
because its needed
how might a soft thing
survive?
how can a caring thing
breathe?
how should a creative flower
bloom?
oh so rare
oh so rare
let’s hide away
let’s protect this musing moment
so short
so tight inside
this hardened ball
this [...]
no no no
you cannot
you must do as I say
you must do as the law says
or at least my interpretation of it
no no no
no excuses
be happy and do it right
be happy and do it my [...]