the infantile belief

that has driven my generationto own that which should neverbe owned by anyone…by the self-centered hungerthat has driven us to consume,without thought of ever putting back.by the blindness and fearof our prejudicial morality…by the excuses we’ve lefton our children’s plate!

looks like you,smells like you,talks like you,agrees with you…believes in your god,believes in your political line,wants what you want,and admires you…

coming down the line.and the bodies of children,and lovers lay smoldering,atop the bodies of soldiers,of mothers, and of poets.if you’ve got a voice,better use it.you know we’re runningout of time.if you’ve got a love,better lay it down….it’s the time of the cross,and the circus is in town.better shout it from the rooftops,dont matter if you…

what we see, smell, and taste…are but curtains on the window!break the glass!

i could say i’m not like you,but you’d shine a light into my dark!we take without thinkingabout the scars we leave behind.make judgements without blinking,the walking deaf and blind.and the sound of the heartshakes the ground.hunger burns, the sea churns,and babies drown.you pray to God,but your prayers fall amid the furor.in the temple of the…

the wind rises, making angry faces,water surges past stopped up gutters.trees bend and sway with magic,the grasses moan in orgasmic delight.the world threatens, its final statement.death taunts as if by choice.long dusty roads beneath the eyes,flood, and are then reborn.life teeters, lightning creates,bones to dust to beginning seed.standing in the doorway, drinking thunder,laughing quietly at…