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In This Instant

~~~~~ Wherever humans have been, there has been war In this instant there is time to change how we are Wherever humans have been, there has been peace In this instant there is time to let all conflict cease Wherever humans have been, we ward community In this instant there is time to know all […]

We’re Gone

~~~~~ Everything is rapidly growing worse It is true in prose, it is true in verse We’ll all party until we finally drop Time will show us we’re not on top Let’s dance across the sands of time To discover that it is just quick-lime Or sink into the slime and the ooze It does […]

Silently Across the Night

~~~~~ Moving silently across the night-dark earth, Fires burn ever, Fluttering banners, gold and red, to mark the dead, Ever brighter, Projected onto shifting smoke, Ever hotter. An ever-changing, tattered screen, white, gray, black, Consuming all. No animal, no insect, no blade of grass remains For eyes to see. Glimpses through wind-blown billows, voids, Eyes […]

On Time or In Time

~~~~~ Needs of our body always supersede Any drives, choices, or any ambition. You dream that you are an astronaut, But your empty belly could not care Less, if it can find a way to get more. Satiated, it will then begin to drive you To elimination; there is nothing for it. It’s true and […]

Random Thoughts on a Hot-skillet Mind

~~~~~ Way late on a west-coast afternoon, I think it a month or two past June. Could I succeed despite many tries, When time crawls, when time flies? No matter what we choose, decide, You deal with some you can’t abide. Relatives and some you call friends, You decide to enjoy it, or pretend. News […]

Before the End of Time

~~~~~ O, to imagine my words, my art might last Across the days, the years, the time to come, After I have gone Behind the curtain of future vision. I, to be merely in the wings And watch the players enliven my thoughts, Explain the meaning of my words, Daubs and strokes of painted memory […]

In the Construct of Glutted Days

~~~~~ In the depths, the canyons of urban landscape, Where, I wonder, should I think to find beauty? Difficult to know where I might start my search. Should I go to a park, surround by busy streets, With sounds of commerce, traffic roaring past? A museum, perhaps, full of line, design, people Crowded cheek by […]