Rang Them Bells

called photographic,
our mind records.
it's all there,
life fulfilled.

cool winds,
remembered.
dinner talks,
went on 'til 2.

after dinner,
we rang them bells.
mornings too,
wanting to please.

put on your face,
go into the world.
be another's joy,
stare at them in the eyes.

understand their pain,
reduce the sympathy.
only us are left,
for tomorrow.

the mind continues to record,
permanately.
on your last day,
you'll watch the movie.

you will rememeber all,
it was there all along.
the best movies build and build,
carpenters being good at life.

some end with a 'what?',
secrets no more.
i hope to see a colored movie,
one with some jazz.

Rational Thought Completly Avoided

the late arrivals always arrive late
early risers are quick to rise.
the timeless never have a start time
others are confined by a planned destiny.

well intentioned intentions are rare
the inability to not please one's own self.
the sad clowns just clowned around
stepping through hoops and blowing horns.

fakers, everywhere you look, everyone you meet
even the known ones.
takers too, all around, taking and leaving
garbage on the floor.

the crimes. the injustice. the hopelessness.
rational thought completely avoided.
pick sides, read the manual, for the greater good
'at least we're not egypt.'

Prince Is A True Hero

     the diminishing that takes place once business is introduced to a concept is an awful shame. unavoidable, no doubt, but still a shame. the business mandate of negotiation and compromise should not be excluded from artistic endeavors. however, it has to be totally excluded from the creative process and completely seperate from the performance process. it has it's own very narrow space. in addition, it should be managed expertly and efficiently by a person unconnected to rest of the overall process. creative and performance can be the same individual, but certainly doesn't have to be. actors act, writers write, a few great songwrites are great singers. only a few. willie, dylan, cash, bono, lucinda, merle, all the hanks, and all the elvises. many that died too early were mostly dumb and addicted. morrison, cobain, elvis, janice, hendrix, hank sr, and michael jackson. prince is a true hero. so to is pat benetar, who is playing at choctaw casino in durant, oklahoma, just across the texas border. my point is this:  take your time and let your gifts be revealed. cannot recollect the original point i was trying to make, but business is business, know what i mean?

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When Words Go Bare

went up to pay my fine
that lost book finally caught up with me
pulled out fifty six bucks in crumpled cash
'it's sixty four ninety five, honey'
the librarian was not smiling
any way i can pay on it and still get more books?
'the whole thing has to be paid off before you can get more books
we'll take a check'
who's got a check?
'i know. sorry'
it's not your fault
came back after a three dollar atm fee
wandered the library for an hour
melville, twain, roth, explorers, mcmurtry, dylanologist, scottish poems
making eyes and breathing low
a God bless
movies bore me
thumbing through the dying animal
the young and boisterous
and lovely skins
readers are the caged
beginnning and completing over and over
never venturing
until one day
when words go bare.

Burst

automatic response of a trembling mind,
significance in an instant.

the routine men and women,
reluctantly counting myself.

committed to lesser breakouts,
completely enjoyed in a burst.

times when eternal is revealed,
exposing a creator's paradise.

Devil's Masterpiece

religion is incredibly human.
and all that humans touch is corrupted.
invented by us.
refined for us.
easier the better.
push a button and see religion.
being religious means nothing.
other than intense self focus.
knew a guy once who got religion.
went to the mountains to pray.
and live by himself.
still there.
hope he's one with God by now.
i guess i hope that.
the Word is worthy of attention and study.
but religion can hold you back.
the letters of screwtape.
the devil's masterpiece.
we're made to work and serve.
specifically for God.
but it has nothing to do with religion.
we're also made to create.
made in His image.
the Creators's image.
create songs.
and poems.
and paintings.
and faces from rocks.
and love.
think even of technology.
and we'll continue creating.
humanity, i mean.
until the credits roll.

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we walk this earth carefully,
concerned for ourselves.
we take measured steps,
and expect payment.

we don't notice the others hurting,
only the pain of our own scars.
we satisfy our dessert desires,
while children go hungry.

we travel the globe,
cameras at the ready. proof that we've been near a place that is known. a drink of pride to the accomplishment. water, spoiled by scotch. seeking the curve of the horizon with an unlevel mind, the smallcase t our only escape.  our only alibi.

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