Saturday, May 26, 2012


sparse not white 
hollow no echo 
the soundless hum of air 
with no bars
a hostage
of denial
less than 
two feet from reach
I could have been on the moon 
how many distances 
have passed between us 
and I like an ant 
and they above in a plane perhaps
look down 
and see a multitude of specks 
Im so small 
inside and out 
smaller than an ant
and time is enormous
in the abandonment
distance and time
can be as close
as you and I 

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

The Dance of Odd Balls

Such is the dance
that leaves odd balls
lost in life
sitting in dark corners
wearing masks
sugar coated
with nothing real inside

don't even know yourself
                             to fill quarter of a room
never alone
                The kiss kiss
BIG smiles
pleased to sees YOU's
popularity poles
that all
love to cling
slide and swing

NO YOU sit and hide shy
with that shell of yours
WHATS to talk of
star signs ?
and whats more frightening
to being out of it
or in
that shell you carry
like a crab has
     on its back
moving sideways
never fronting your fears
not even when you catch a glimpse
of yourself
do you stand Tall Proud
   and reflect
          your reflection
even that of your own image
that you now make
since long ago
the gods must be crazy parents
you propped up on pedestals
and left you to deal with a world
your so quick to reject

But here's the deal
once you give in
You give up on yourself
and all of the above is going to become
                           your lowest point in the world
your not a sad reflection
your not an affliction
Don't let the phonies
push you back
in that shell
Get out now
                      while you can
Stop living your life in a trance
or this will be
your last chance
to show the world
Odd balls
can dance