Human Hands

Praise the truth hold it up

like Simba 

but keep in mind

it might be deep in your heart

unable to be touched

by human hands

Play Like a Child

Play like a child in the sand building 

castles and caves and rivers and ribbons

swing swords invisible wildly wielding

The blood and bones in your arms thickening

Dragons and enemies of invention

with eyes closed you see them very clearly

then adulthood comes with her intentions

and neurons flicker and flutter merely

to get work done and in dullness action

loses its magic and musical tone

so take time today, make it a fraction

and make the wonder of childhood your own

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Proper

There is no proper time to make a proper edit to this page of life

No sentence unscathed which behooves itself to avoid run-on

No gerund to pull from the hat like a rabbit grabbed by the hand of the magician

No noun to group or singularly miss

No profound thought to flesh out

There is a time to erase the period:

and put a comma.

Morning

There is no time like the present

life is not a dress rehearsal

wake up for God's sake

The Devil is Patient When There's Hell to Pay

The apocalypse turned on a dime

the whirlpool down the drain

of my crimes

I didn't mean to do enter

there was a broken window

and a lock of his hair

I didn't mean to ask questions

there was a gun and this mob boss 

a sack of diamonds and a golden ring

I escaped just barely 

on a train to Austria

with a suitcase and a beer

sitting on a beach out of reach

but the plans were foiled

the water boiled

the snake coiled

and here I am

counting slashes on the wall

singing "Redemption Song" in B

in a prison

down in New Orleans

The Sun Took Over

I don't know how I noticed it was you

your hat was pulled down over your face

Fog rolled in by the bay

and the morning boats pulled away

The shadows stretched like the tide

as the streetlights extinguished

and the sun took over

 

Holding Me Together

 What is to be said about the thousand pieces of tape?

The Speed of Time

Many strange things have transpired inside of my heart

Many strangers have seen into my soul

Many souls have seen into my stranger

Many rocks have seen my roll

Many rolls have gathered stones

Moss thinks itself smarter

but it is the speed of time

that gets me now.

Hope

I cannot let the mindset of hope dwindle

I cannot let the bear of the microphone eat me

I must sing, dance and play

running circles around my own doubt

until I am laughing at myself

Smile and Verify

The computer often asks me to verify myself

and I've been asking myself the same

turning the ring on my finger

and smiling into the wind because life is short

and why not smile

Bring the good mood

Usher in the day

It's about coffee as well as

It's about jogging and eating food to gain energy

I've often thought of prayer

on rainy nights sitting by the window

heart beating and storm raging

I've often thought of sun

when sitting under the moonlight

Why can't I just see what is in front of me

for once?

Home Inside Myself

 I am home inside myself.

 I am home inside myself.

 I am home inside myself.

 I am home inside myself.

The Earth tunes in to 

the waving clouds

burned solid through

the mosquito smoke

trees hang in the wind

like bunches of grapes

ocean waves dark and

indigo melting into the

sand, dreaming in 

wild colors.