I used to attract moths
Shushing roomfuls of characters
Snapping necks of barking dogs
Chaos quelled like a deity
9.26.2003
To simplify
Reducing things to fundamental elements
But – as with all things human – where
Are lines drawn?
Who minds the limits
Who minds boundaries
Endless analyses and questioning
Antithesis of simplicity and
Complication’s very bestest pal – collaborators
Much more organic than synthesized
The two over the one
Water dripping onto black holes
And kicking at clouds
Batteries on last legs
Despite myths of desperate
Last ditch surges
Simplicity of the end of conservation
Reducing things to fundamental elements
But – as with all things human – where
Are lines drawn?
Who minds the limits
Who minds boundaries
Endless analyses and questioning
Antithesis of simplicity and
Complication’s very bestest pal – collaborators
Much more organic than synthesized
The two over the one
Water dripping onto black holes
And kicking at clouds
Batteries on last legs
Despite myths of desperate
Last ditch surges
Simplicity of the end of conservation
To be among the family again
The comfort in knowledge of affinity
So eager the tears – welling
My only mistakes are in timing as always
But the wonderment is worth the waiting
Subtle like eyebrows feet or thighs
Panache spilling over authentic
Able to be only myself without act
Sadness temporarily interrupted by life real
Interrupted by the time moving forward
Awakening mid afternoon in time for teas
Open except inside my secured fortress
The kids today…
Will they know what I know ever?
What I will never know?
Is recapitulation and endless loop of
Stills wound fast – a horse in full gallop?
The edge of caffeine-induced vomit
In a former grand ballroom painted
With cheap green and furnished
With thrift store furniture
Middlespace is a half-eaten carrot cake
For instance or the doubts of matter
Again my time is expiring here
The meter running out – alarms sounding
And the sadness will return (sigh)
Accept
Or
Stop
The comfort in knowledge of affinity
So eager the tears – welling
My only mistakes are in timing as always
But the wonderment is worth the waiting
Subtle like eyebrows feet or thighs
Panache spilling over authentic
Able to be only myself without act
Sadness temporarily interrupted by life real
Interrupted by the time moving forward
Awakening mid afternoon in time for teas
Open except inside my secured fortress
The kids today…
Will they know what I know ever?
What I will never know?
Is recapitulation and endless loop of
Stills wound fast – a horse in full gallop?
The edge of caffeine-induced vomit
In a former grand ballroom painted
With cheap green and furnished
With thrift store furniture
Middlespace is a half-eaten carrot cake
For instance or the doubts of matter
Again my time is expiring here
The meter running out – alarms sounding
And the sadness will return (sigh)
Accept
Or
Stop
Another day without harm
About as big as your finger
Bleeding in and out of lucid beliefs
All the while feeling superiorly unimportant
Pathetically desperate for validation
And drowning in the ooze
Of the taste for human meats
A thing for the soft tissues and large muscles
After some coffee and some time alone
And the customary dredge for muck
A deep dank still sleep with the
Promise for rebirth awaiting
Being so full so quickly after
Being so empty so long after
Neither caring nor wanting
Is generally - and surprisingly - shocking to the system
An acceptance of selves satisfied
With sins and baggage forgiven
Peace and relief are identical twins
Joined at palms with hearts beating in unison
And there is still reason to live
About as big as your finger
Bleeding in and out of lucid beliefs
All the while feeling superiorly unimportant
Pathetically desperate for validation
And drowning in the ooze
Of the taste for human meats
A thing for the soft tissues and large muscles
After some coffee and some time alone
And the customary dredge for muck
A deep dank still sleep with the
Promise for rebirth awaiting
Being so full so quickly after
Being so empty so long after
Neither caring nor wanting
Is generally - and surprisingly - shocking to the system
An acceptance of selves satisfied
With sins and baggage forgiven
Peace and relief are identical twins
Joined at palms with hearts beating in unison
And there is still reason to live
[Previously Untitled]
Again with the thoughts
Haven’t you learned anything?
Seeping faux genius
Wandering focus
Internal conversations
Over Iowa
Of love and passion
Mean spirited interplay
Narrow shallow lives and lies
Wrong turns at junctions
Continuous debriefings
When is enough enough?
Volcanoes in clouds
Retirement is never safe
The pace is deadly
To finish my thoughts
Over the mid-western plains
Free beer and pretzels
Haven’t you learned anything?
Seeping faux genius
Wandering focus
Internal conversations
Over Iowa
Of love and passion
Mean spirited interplay
Narrow shallow lives and lies
Wrong turns at junctions
Continuous debriefings
When is enough enough?
Volcanoes in clouds
Retirement is never safe
The pace is deadly
To finish my thoughts
Over the mid-western plains
Free beer and pretzels
Heightened senses of awareness
Paranoia mediated by instincts
The depths are still frightening
Drill-down to situations not of our control
Or, maybe it's really getting scarier yet, the world
Or maybe experience teaches
Circumstances change perspectives
Evolution occurs regardless
Imagination, being what it is, has
Powerful effects on perceptions
And vice versa
The nature of things
You know, stuff, you know
Clarity is a motherfucker
Befuddling is likewise
Sharp pointy things
Running amok
Distillation is key
Simpler elemental thinking
Paranoia mediated by instincts
The depths are still frightening
Drill-down to situations not of our control
Or, maybe it's really getting scarier yet, the world
Or maybe experience teaches
Circumstances change perspectives
Evolution occurs regardless
Imagination, being what it is, has
Powerful effects on perceptions
And vice versa
The nature of things
You know, stuff, you know
Clarity is a motherfucker
Befuddling is likewise
Sharp pointy things
Running amok
Distillation is key
Simpler elemental thinking
"The California protagonist belongs to no establishment, a born renegade fond of mocking the shabby masquerades (of traffic courts and dictionaries and jails) with which the corrupt officials in city hall or Chinatown seek to imprison the noble savage dreamed of in the philosophy of Jean-Jacques Rousseau."
- Lewis H. Lapham
- Lewis H. Lapham
Triplets in my head
Pills on my mind
Politics in my brain
Although dreams from two days ago
Have begun to fade
Still I am horrified at the
Depth, detail and genius
of places I went that night
A warren of art, magic and passion
Webs of storyboard images spun
From molten metals
Like cartoon spiders answering God
Of smokes and touches
Wary interpretations of
How things should be
versus how they are
The point of decompression
Can only be found in the memories
Of dreams to make reality envious
If my brain can do that
I prefer sleeping
Pills on my mind
Politics in my brain
Although dreams from two days ago
Have begun to fade
Still I am horrified at the
Depth, detail and genius
of places I went that night
A warren of art, magic and passion
Webs of storyboard images spun
From molten metals
Like cartoon spiders answering God
Of smokes and touches
Wary interpretations of
How things should be
versus how they are
The point of decompression
Can only be found in the memories
Of dreams to make reality envious
If my brain can do that
I prefer sleeping
9.03.2003
As my daughter begins to more fully interact with this world and she begins to show personal preferences, I realize that some day she will completely embrace her life as her own, rejecting external controls and dependency structures of her parents.
She will march to the tune of her own motorcycle.
How do I know? I fully rejected my parents at seventeen, moved out and never really looked back in any substantive manner. But, until now, I never realized that on the other side, from the parental perspective, the hurt that was probably inflicted. Being the center of your personal universe for so long results in lost opportunities; lost potential of an unselfish kind.
Whether it’s when she decides to venture to Costa Rica when she’s fourteen or when she heads off to college (or the circus, for that matter), the emptiness will come suddenly and deeply. Sure, maybe she may spend holidays with us, but she will develop her own world where we are but minor components. If we get the weekly call, we will cherish like life itself. Then I will be able to die alone and afraid, surrounded by strangers.
They all say, “enjoy it while it lasts” because it won’t last forever.
Nothing does.
She will march to the tune of her own motorcycle.
How do I know? I fully rejected my parents at seventeen, moved out and never really looked back in any substantive manner. But, until now, I never realized that on the other side, from the parental perspective, the hurt that was probably inflicted. Being the center of your personal universe for so long results in lost opportunities; lost potential of an unselfish kind.
Whether it’s when she decides to venture to Costa Rica when she’s fourteen or when she heads off to college (or the circus, for that matter), the emptiness will come suddenly and deeply. Sure, maybe she may spend holidays with us, but she will develop her own world where we are but minor components. If we get the weekly call, we will cherish like life itself. Then I will be able to die alone and afraid, surrounded by strangers.
They all say, “enjoy it while it lasts” because it won’t last forever.
Nothing does.
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