Poems

I Am The Will

Bodies can be made accomplices,
As thoughts have motion.

When I push,
You will strike.

I can,
Because you are.

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Fools Lot Accepted

I am
Laurelled
By indifference:

Your mothers,
They will not love me;

Your fathers,
How could they understand?

There is nothing but love
In the self making war;
Wisdom as light
Shines no victor.

Wisdom is
No victory,
No loss.

I send out my messages
So I can dissappear
Into the chorus,

Accepting
Fate’s not some hoary old grandfather
To smile and bounce little lives on bent knees.

What else to do, though,
But to play hard,
A good child
With meaning;

To choose wisely
This fools lot,
Cracked mouth
Unbroken,
Smiling wide.

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Vending Machine Mantra

It could have said anything else.

Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day

It’s automatic.
Programmable.

Outside the break room
Sickness spreads, I say it too.

Have a . . .

Programmable.

I put the words in my mouth,
Someone else’s voice.
I put the words in my mouth,
Someone else’s voice.
I put the words in my mouth:
Someone.
Else’s.
Voice.

Punch out, pull the plug
Punch out, pull the plug
Punch out, pull the plug

I put the words in my mouth,
And go back to work.

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Why Do You Care What They Did?

Legend is even less than us.
Down by the water, an old voice arrests you, seems to say Here, now.
And it’s so simple, the stream, its swift music,
Steady and sweeping off your thoughts to someplace deeper.
To a lake of fire for your molten mind.

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