word harvest May 2023
2023.5.1 – Lay back, close eyes
2023.5.7 – Seems the circle of life
2023.5.9 – My prime time-slice?
2023.5.10 – In old daze
2023.5.16 – You say seeping
2023.5.25 – Complicated
2023.5.27 – Drank tomorrow’s wine
2023.5.31 – Got in metal beast
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Lay back, close eyes
listen through open window
to soft rain, slow train
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Seems the circle of life
doesn’t work without a circle of death
so let the eat-a-thon begin
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My prime time-slice?
the hour sitting alone
in the dark
toke in hand
purr blackcat blackdenim lap
wife upstairs asleep
old dog on floor at her feet
my sole light low gas fireplace
and downtown Cleveland 3 miles north
blocked by night and leaves
leaving bridgeblurts
of stark white headlights
and acid red tails
each sure their north most important
their south more right
and of course they’re right
and of course they’re wrong
as usual
each right impacting right
each wrong rippling long
me the mess of mass between
their certainty circus
with my no go no where no know
still warm from womb
awaiting worm
where north, south, right, wrong
no belong
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In old daze
was coke speed and weed smoke
now coffee and cannabis
Oaxaca Mexico 2007-2009
my monthly from the mountains —
2 grams black hash $4
1 gram opium $2
quarter pound chronic $30
the days were long
the nights soft
life sung
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You say seeping
I say weeping
let the games begin
Pain is the price paid for being
and for hurting nature again and again
And yet man is nature
and nature lies
and nature cheats
and nature steals
and nature eats
This forever fight
twixt entropy and escalation
never ends
So I lay back in ecstacy
knowing trouble’s down the line
but hot tub bath is now
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Complicated
complicit
guilty
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Drank tomorrow’s wine
yesterday
paying for it today
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Got in metal beast
drove Babylonian money road
to tin can maintenance
where I sit in Mammon’s waiting room
awaiting big medium or little pain
which will be paid by plastic
then back to cash alley
to drive too fast
and like Schrodinger’s catbox
done and redone
until the great undone comes
ends my mundane insane wrong lane blame game
of same same same
and I’m done
good dog
get bone
go home
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