jpaulgorman

him who brought levity and grace. who told you about the mistakes. lighting the path all the way through. aware of each specific experience. aware of the thoughts of others even. but uncaring and resolved to fate. blend in with the marching band. waive flags and throw flaming batons. wind blown tangles and floppy shoes. all the days are owed your attention. attend to the particulars of your culture. make your written words count.  

she really works for her supper. all day long worry about the little ones. waking her deep sleeps. every day is its own. a sunrise and a sunset. dusk and dawn. the day makes sense. seasons too. changes are evident and recurring. a week and a month are man made. all the days already named. named before they arrived. it is a tradgedy. i want to name my days. yesterday was creekbed day. the previous, follow the sun. today, maybe earning applause. but she does awake. and works. works to keep that spark. breathing in heavy. his enthusiatic row. sleep is easy now. her work is complete. hopefully he's been tamed.

          To some, water is the most essential element.  Not only does it ensure sanitary living, but the soul needs the cleansing prior to the arrival of the Holy Spirit.  If you were to invite God over for dinner, would you not give your house a good cleaning?  Wash that infant soul.  Because of its obvious importance and tremendous abundance, many steps were taken in the early days of Texico to develop the water purification industry. The process was very simple and required only steam emissions.  The abundant ocean waters could be consumed.  Privately funded infrastructure was improved and, relatively quickly, the deserts and dust of western Texico became an oasis.      The Pacific Ocean water proved more tasty and fresh.  Baja was known as the Pias de Agua--Land of Water.  The Gulf water better for irrigation and swimming pools.  Gulf mud baths were a luxury for vacationing t...

       Texican hands were rough. Full of earth spots, sun spots, and nicks.  From the fertile dark soils of the northeast to the dust left over from the dust bowl of the previous century, there was a purpose for all the dirt.  Sands of Galveston, Padre Island, and the Yucatan Rivera met the Sea of the Gulf.  Baja and Acapulco bid farewell to the Pacific.  It does always go east to west it seems.  Follow the sun.      The family farm was a thriving industry in Texico.  Robust local economies supported direct trade. Producer to consumer was the normal exchange.  Only manufacturers of large or specialized items used middle men.  Mostly, it was direct and modestly priced.  America's corrupt institutions included its economy, where several deals were contracted and negotiated before the buyer got to decide.  Persuasions to fool the masses represented the largest industry in America.  Advert...

cfcgx2 harmonica tones and blabber mouths. two times the tears as yesterday. and it's only noon. left brain maniacs and hopers. silly dances and wails. lunged for a slice of muffin. cobwebs and crazy faces. our globe turns and speeds through space. the territorial games. huffing and puffing. plenty of h2o. plenty of love to go around. agaex4 we are tangled up in love, together forever on a timeless ride.  we are the frozen tramps with glory plans so we can sleep at night.  call out for me in the desert, forgive me for my lies.  honey please forgive me for all my lies.           reaching desperately for the ladder. the boat won't stop now. you can make it--swim! on the deck they're giving eyes. reading minds and blaming. starving for a moment of flight.

Chatter chatter chatter My guy my guy my guy Winner winner winner Chatter chatter chatter Historic and extremely important It's all a game of dice God is indifferent The devil is a political junkie Hope they pick up all the signs Don't mess with Texas Said Willie and LBJ.

...trips through the garage. the trash carried, the rakes and cutters. same star is always there. the once great meadow now an estate. and the world revolves around them all. the importance of each life. outcomes only temporary, pain endured. lock 'em down girls. pull the shades tight. the bikers and wheel boys keep coming around. looked him in the eye and told him the truth. he seemed to understand as I explained the rules. don't come around here again. these girls don't like you...

razor birds flying on a clear morning, playing games of tag in between giggles. long sleepers complain about disinclusion, sincere and heartbroken the woman screams. carefully creating a long and static life, knowing nothing more and enjoying the earth. evolution in an instant and watery eyes, the fear of this life gone for good.