God's Love

God's Love

The people who are loved by god,

Kennedy and Milk,

Harrison and Martin King

Sleep now in his embrace.

The bigoted who pray and steal

Crumble in the earth.

God? What god? Ten thousand killed

Last night in a typhoon.

They didn't have the chance to die

For goodness. They just died.

11-10-13

 

Intrusion

Love presumes,

Gets angry when it needn't,

And castigates the loved one without mercy.

I'm not here to meet your expectations.

(A little psychobabble

That I read in Freddy Perls,

A very hateful silly man to read.)

I lost a friend because I made her angry -

An endless anger -

Such they say is hell -

Ridiculous as an eternal heaven.

11-9-13

 

Lines

The water of the pond will settle

Back the way it was.

I lost a friend. There was a splash.

The forest now is silent.

My poesy is mediocre,

Though she said it isn't.

But I'll continue writing it.

There's nothing else to do.

And all the little sayings hung

Above fat Jacqui's sofa

Occur to me reminding me

I'm just a paranoid.

11-10-13

The World

It isn't just America.

It's the f-cking world.

Everybody's hip,

And god hates beauty.

Music just gets uglier.

Poetry is dead.

Roses that are growing

In the gutters don't smell sweet.

Jesus Christ is not the prince.

He's just another tyrant.

His minions and his sycophants

Clutch their checks for heaven.

11-10-13

Duty

Did I like her? I don't know.

Her verse is beautiful.

Barefoot on a wet and mossy

Rock, my feelings slip.

Sometimes I'm happy. Then I'm not.

I want someone to talk to.

But cold and harsh and critical?
Loquacity's not worth it.

She praised my poems endlessly,

Hyperbole and love.

No light will be extinguished.

It so briefly made me happy.

The magnificent indifference

Of psychotherapists,

Smiling like a Christian

While you bore them to the ground.

So she went. I bored her.

Then gave her an excuse

To drive me off – but tactfully

As though she hadn't done it.

The comics she thinks funny

Are angry, hard and cruel.

She told me this. So stupidly

I quoted Oscar Wilde.

She was there about a year.

She said so. But I doubt it.

It seems less. However long,

A testament to duty.

11-10-13