Life crawled
out of a primal sea
unto a bare desolation
where it found
naught to love but itself
out of its self love
it multiplied and changed
and eons passed
out of this
came all that grows
and crawls and flies
and from this
came man
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
PRODICAL SON
Your life is yours
to do with
as you please
a table has been set
before you
the fatted calf
is slaughtered
wines flow
in your favor
to do with
as you please
a table has been set
before you
the fatted calf
is slaughtered
wines flow
in your favor
Go however
if you must
but remember
There shall be
no lamenting
If evil
and wrong find you
and hard times
beget you
come not home
to me as a beggar
for only the lord
shall have mercy
Monday, February 05, 2007
SEA WAIT
Waiting drives
some to drink
some men to madness
words
fists
knives
some to drink
some men to madness
words
fists
knives
For a time
the long monotony
is broken
some look
for revenge
On a dark
moonless night
a shuffling of feet
a splash------
Then only
the throbbing of engines
the throbbing of hearts
and over the side
only the phosphorous sea
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