their gaze intertwined
through passion's coital coil
love's helix eternal

I'm just so mixed up
Pulled different directions
My life is a mess

High educated
He's Highly intelligent
Don't think! Cross dresser

Just an act?

made up, dressed to kill
sauntering in his high heels
he asks, "Cake or death?"

My Little Man spills
Milk is spreading everywhere
Are you mad Daddy?

little boy badd ass
poured milk in his potato
just being a pill...

Pills, magical pills.
I like little yellow ones.
Mom's little helper.

and
take
your pills

their inner mounting
passions climaxed with crying
laughter and whispers

there's no you or me
only balls slapping buttocks
rhythms of the world

he was nice to me
flowers by delivery
sent them to his ex

Hmmm, I don't get it.
We conceptualize it.
We are part of nature.

Oh, that's a good one
Unnaturally for sure
Very profound dude

Fair is a concept
exists in the human mind
unnaturally

the inequities
driven by exploitation
irks me to no end

I know you have pain
You despise the unfairness
unbalances you

First, broad brush screaming
Then, revise your position
Lying to yourself

First broad brush talk,
then hide your histrionics
rewrite history

you hear ALL when I
cry SOME is the distortion
my "voice" or your "ear"

Buddhist thinking and
activism not mutually
exclusive concepts

Moving forward now
helping where best I can help
Not stopping to cry

onset of a three day
snowfall relax into the
shoveling ahead

There will always be
pain, want and inequity
it's a part of us

bottom line?? it's a
case of INTERBEING v.
EACH ONE FOR HIMSELF

case of plausible
deniability the
baby killed himself

mind shuttered to the
cries of the starving baby
why won't it just DIE!!

like a Bill Evan's
jazz riff variations of
the same melody

Masking my heart ache
Dancing among the onions
My eyes full of tears

My eyes full of tears
Dancing among the onions
Masking emotions

My eyes veiled by tears
Dancing among the Onions
Concealing the truth

My cries veiled by tears
Dancing among the Onions
Conceals my crushed Heart

My cries veiled by tears
Dancing among the onions
Hide my broken Heart

from where i'm standing,
hidden by a smaller pine--
one large sycamore.

the parallax:
both physical and meta-
keep that in mind.

Cry babies drain me.
Swirling whirlpool down, down, down.
Extreme unbalance.

the paradigm of
maturity holds court on
high with feet of clay

read carefully and
don't miss the forest through the
trees and you'll get it

CRIMES are justified
in derivative land by
SOME not ALL get it?!

Steel eel mad me ill
I got ill on the Steel eel
ill on the Steel eel

The haiku poet
doth protest too much, me thinks.
Not all rich are bad!

not broad strokes of rage
but witnessing amoral
acts of greed /contempt

focused anger to
those whose comfort have been gained
at other's expense

Man is good and bad
don't blindly condemn them all
hate is a poison

no problem can be
solved from the same CONSCIOUSNESS
that created it

Pinochet dragged the
intelligentsia to
soccer stadium

poof they vanished no
magic just bullets for "Los
Desapardos"**

** the missing

Khmer Rouge wiped out
a generation of MINDS
and regressed tenfold

law of the jungle..
natural selection does
brains conquer brawn

parsing out the "ISMS"
is like separating dog
from cat shit still's shit

if we tore it all
down and started over the
same thing would happen

Marie Antoinette
did she really say "Let them
eat cake." what a bitch!!

here the primal sounds
that play out in the halls of
politics each day