current season

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i need to calm my hurricanes
in the middle of my eclipsed mind

 

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the owls
turn out the lights

 

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4th grade
miss Cameron's sister
performed to ziggy's dreams

and i remember

lost my friends
skipping 2-3 grades
plus braces and HEADGEAR
trying to fit in
very damaging
unfortunately

 

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liars and criminals

hyding

are we all

not

different people

at different times

that make all of u

crazy

liars and criminals

- simply human

 

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don't b afraid of your

darkness

don't fear the reaper

 

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uncle Chester on kickouts

have you paid your dues

W A C K

ever heard the twisting heart of a steel car colliding at speed

seen an engine wrapped around bone

hands on flesh

intriguing sounds of violence

that's my inkblot

and my batman

molesting hearts and minds

and people view the word as

sexual

unfortunately

their inkblots

1 in 3

see the 4

during his divorce

he affected the lives

of children who loved him

and a revelation

of butterfly plagues
flapped their wings
as they must
to do so

et ecce equus pallidus et qui sedebat desuper nomen illi Mors et inferus sequebatur eum et data est illi potestas super quattuor partes terrae interficere gladio fame et morte et bestiis terrae

et vidi cum aperuisset sigillum sextum et terraemotus factus est magnus et sol factus est niger tamquam saccus cilicinus et luna tota facta est sicut sanguis

he drove a van
into his xxx's
he hurt children

and got away with it
from the law
but one cannot hyde
from questionable choices
and consequently karma

one cannot hyde from a gods
one cannot hyde
from life in a rearview mirror

and here he is
asking whether I've paid my dues
as a union man and time traveler
you're god dam right i have

i fear for the day
that man has to pay his bill
because i forgave him
not the acts
the man

and I'm sitting there
probably tweaked out of my mind
and he's hitting me
as he's kicking me out of a house
and i feel the flash of adrenaline
i know i can kill this man
here now
and tears flow

I'm neither scared
nor sad
and the momz
stood behind him
again

a lifetime of metaphors
parody and antithesis

yeah
i can't quantify in words
the fracture
because here's this man
beating Morales into me
and it's such a contradiction
trying to comprehend what you know
and seeing another's interpretation
and having a tornado drilled into your head

i didn't understand
how can one not comprehend black and white as a bilnd child

 

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never heard a note but the above wasplaying

 

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so when you tell a child
someone breathes
in a city of hope
and all the greatest doctors in the world
are there for humpty dumpty
subjectivity is a mother fucker
and all life
eventually becomes something else

are we not all
a collaboration

of people
in our lives

influences and pimps

-wolves

 

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or is a child

just tryin to fit in again

howdy

 

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running

through a jungle of wolves

-p.d. Eastman

 

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Are You My Mother? is a children's book by P. D. Eastman published by Random House Books for Young Readers on June 12, 1960 as part of its Beginner Books series. Based on a 2007 online poll, the National Education Association named the book one of its "Teachers' Top 100 Books for Children." Wikipedia

 

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MY TURN

 

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if a train leaves the station
at 150 mph
and another departs at the speed of light
in the opposing direction
(dying to just flip actual #)
when they impact a human
the human disappears from site
and the human's shoes remain
as the more influential train
disappears from sight
not site
invisibility
unseen
in a 10x10
river of darkness
we are all pianists
collaborating
ricocheting
affecting shores
on the other side
of infinity

 

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a few months ago
and a lifetime sentence
for words of heft

i struggle with this

the momz gave me my biological's
address
be careful what you wish for

I've had a lifetime full of fathers
incarcerated as an adult
for childish crimes

we lived poor and my mother struggled
hyde ran the numbers
if she filed today
he would owe her an average house

i mentioned it
she began it
and let it pass

and i let it pass

life's full of disappointments
STOP
i know enough good men

i let it pass

 

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ftroop
watergate
monsoons on
saint Augustine

 

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sounds of tears and butterfly wings
and amber waves of sand
if a tree falls in a forest
and there's nobody there to hear it
did it ever really happen at all

 

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off to slumber
with native dreams of lumber
did it ever even fall
knock on wood

 

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if you cut us

do we not bleed

i was just a child

only a seed