2-5-06
I.
We never read the shapes of words anymore,
nor the succulent-smooth taste
nor their echoey sound in mighty cathedrals
nor their color, black and infinitely warm
and sinful
nor the author on the other end
snapping keys while naked, after a hard day’s corrosion.
II.
Religion twists its wild dance
through the minds of the torch-bearers,
a wave of time and routine
melds us to our role, enslaves our smiles,
and seepy, bezoomny brains.
III.
We never read each other
only our truly capitalist li(v)es,
A Clockwork Orange for each,
the selfishness that vanquishes artists, poets
and the free people
of the resistance.
The selfishness that casts countries lonely
that paints our blood, that burns our beings
into the lonely mind,
fathomless and pathetic.
I just want to feel our true colors
And live beside the smiling mind...
IV.
there were times when truth was fuzzy,
and culture a screaming religion.
V.
I live in a nuclear age,
evidenced in the clouds we light and color orange
and I live with the love I give myself
through service.
Let me massage you.
Let me please you.
Please, I am nothing without your love.
I am a poet, read my soul
that I’ve humbled into quiet terror. Humility is how we see.
VI.
It is a high mountain pass,
where I stand and see the world shining,
and feel its smooth timbres, kiss the peppermint wind
and dance through the waterfall atmosphere, water channeling down the crevices
of my old, old-world body
that tastes like the winds of Israel.
It is a high mountain pass
where I stand, and witness the terror
of selfish capitalism, a life pledged to no wise and luscious service,
with precise and full eyes
that peer into the distinct and distant future,
where I feel the quiet and amazing bliss
of a life lived for this carvy art,
shaking Love out of The Fountain of Words.
And so, remembering too my birth,
and my genetic link back to the first awkward, eager life
and the people of the Melting Pot,
who chiseled the music of my life,
and grandmother and grandfather
and my connection to the wonderful Earth,
I pledge myself to this place of pulsating compassion
in the ultimate Multiverse.
