A View


The old verse is unconscious.
The new verse is aware.
I read no modern poets.
I'm unable to compare.


Maturity is all of life,
Expiring in the tomb.
My poesy is older now
And bursting into bloom.


Every life is bound to earth,
And only death will free us.
My talent isn't music, only
Poems of ideas.


This fact I hate completely.
I have music to the quick.
But rhythms and ideas
Are my only bailiwick.


I want to be a genius
With the freedom of the sea.
I seldom think of phrases
That are much like poetry.


6-20-13

Everyone who sees the truth


Everyone who sees the truth
Goes mad.  The earth is crazy.
Republicans dispense the facts
That lunatics devour.
Other worlds are killing people.
Children are not safe.
Christians and conservatives
Are despots of the free.
And the unsafe children
When they're grown will take a gun.


6-20-13

Narcissus


Shall I write a song
That tells Narcissus he is ugly?
Point to all the blemishes
And pimples in his face?
Tell him he is foolish to
Lean gazing at the water?
And do it in old fashioned poesy?
Will that increase my following?
Confirmed, select and two.
Two people who see worth in what I write.


6-20-13

In The Paper


Republicans love freedom,
But not equality.
Since god created everyone
It's evident to me
That god is no republican.
Not everyone is free.
Is even Jesus equal
In a democracy?


6-20-13
Too Many Poems


I'm lying like a centipede
Looking at its legs.
I wrote so many books
I don't know which to keep.


Some of them are better.
Some of them are best.
Which boxes do they go in?
Which should be destroyed?


I burned so many poems.
I'm neither Keats nor Shakespeare.
Which are mediocre?
I wrote too many books.


6-20-13


Abusive Mothers


Abusive mothers, ersatz love -
Dissolve the mucilage
That sticks you to her rummy cunt
And lasts a thousand years -


Lazily upon the throne
That god and heaven gave her -
Now she's lying in a grave
That she will never leave -


Relishing the many rights
That motherhood bequeathed her -
And a legacy of griefs
And simple innocence -


6-20-13

Preference


Shrinks and counselors see things
That normal people never see.
A shrink will call you wicked,
Presumptuous and foolish.
Normal people want you for a friend.


6-19-13