subsequent plans

Falling away

from responsibility

No energy to sustain

demand

or care

And yet, who am I

without those feelings

and subsequent plans?

 

 

 

There are far too many speechless people --

whether blessedly silent or obnoxiously loud --

bumbling through all their days

with nothing to say.

People with insistant voices crying

to speak through us

just accept that speech is our job,

however that speech expresses.

 

 

 

Conservative politicians

seem to believe Americans

want their profit/greed based worldview

to prevail.

They don't seem to be clued in

that this philosophy's support is from

some of the 1% (so a vanishing small

proportion of the nation) and some

of the less intelligent of the vast majority

who they can convince with their

high-priced propaganda.

 

 

6/26-27/20

not black and white, we're red and brown

all those essential lives you never notice

all those who die unsung, barely seen

all the little moments little meanings that so enrich us

falling to the side as we run

 toward unkind judgment against true liviang

 

 

 

Are they socialists

or are they anarchists

or are any not loyal

to total authority your enemy?

What America do you glorify?

Not the hope and promise of Old Glory.

We agreed on a story

of honor, of enterprise

fueled on freedom.

 

 

 

I am not blind to color.

I have never seen a black human,

nor a white.

People appear in various shades of

browns and reds.

Why do we not thus perceive --

Earth's fertile richness in our skins: browns and reds?

How did we come to  need to pretend cold

simplicity of colorless You and Me?

Black + White -- not natural life but

pre-judged categories, static and deadening.

 

 

 

Just doing your job?

Why is this your job,

to do what ought not be done?

Who put you in this position?

How did they make you agree to stay?

 

 

 

Ritual rhythm, pilgrim dance

along, within, enchanting river.

Every day our world awakens,

emerges anew.  Who do you create

to assimilate, swim that experience

in grace?

 

 

 

Who cares about the Children?

It's all about how they reflect upon

their masters.

Climbing arduously into this

complicated world, not to thrive,

but as adversarial competitors in our

cynically zero-sum game.

More survival gets successively cheapened.

More children objectively strive as if alive.

 

 

 

6/21-25/20

just before

We don't need debilitating

treatments -- just protection

from the slavering beasts.

 

 

 

Not that any should so be;

just -- this is how I am.

 

 

 

undeify + redefine

 

 

 

I enjoy the luxury of nobody

listening.  No social value assigned,

I may say unbound to care

of liability, the dire responsibility,

of being seen.

 

 

6/17-18/20

questions for our billions' dreams

I don't get people

sacrificing so much time,

energy, behavior, trying to

live up to some so-called social norm.

How does it result in victory

to pull back on expressing the essence

of our existential demands because

charlatans and fools without integrity

we can respect

might ridicule or misrepresent?

Is it a blankness,

a lack, an inability?

How do functioning people

not feel the pain, the shame,

the horror at insanity that engulfs,

destroys hope for noble stories,

soul destiny, journey of humanity?

How do we so self-injure, inure to

stench of rotting murder?

If someone could explain, had that

overview, that knowledge, how

could such unbearable consciousness

respond?

Where is the confessional, the

congregation of outpouring faith,

caring community, self-help group,

spirit cell to tell our sorrow, our

abreactive truths, release inheld

suffering, silence,

find each other

as common strength, create a people

within to honorably live?

6/14-16/20

show some pride

Notice how essential does not mean

respected

how value adheres not to vital work

but to legally stolen wealth.

 

 

It has occurred to me that perhaps

the owners of the looted, burned businesses

had insurance that would offset their losses

from the Covid.

 

 

 

the police problem is not bad apples

it is bad pickers and bad apple growers,

and a bad apple market

which encourages the production and distribution

of clearly poisonous fruit

 

 

 

I want to lay out on the floor,

arms over eyes,

and cry and fall apart,

dissociate, scattered into tattered

pieces never to reassemble,

to pull myself together,

again.

 

 

 

I am but giving you my point of view.

Do as you will with my gift.

 

 

 

Isn't this the crux of our

insanity -- dividing behind

identity forts rather than

accept and rejoice in our humanity?

 

 

 

We are living the unfinished business

of the '60s.

 

 

 

We conceded to the glitz and greed

as if somehow sensible reality.

We need clear and serious conversation,

the kind of effort democracy deserves.

 

 

 

6/8-10/20

June Full Moon trailing

My struggles with my oppression

do not negate yours,

but rather should make us kin

(under the skin)

 

 

 

We don't have to love each other,

or even like each other.

We have stop bleeding out

our precious human energy

on hate.

 

 

 

The rules and structures that

with respect

design our outlines

in which to form

our group reality

 

 

 

You defile our air

with vile chemistry,

destroy our long-sought synergy

of peace and well-being,

shatter all our dreams

to make your puerile prideful point.

 

 

 

I do not have to define myself

in false narratives.

I can manifestly be,

not bound by definitions.

 

 

 

6/1-5/20