And now finally emerging 
Like a cattail seed
From its pod the
Wind which previously shook
And now carries being
Dropped and lifted and
Almost like flying and
Then floating and landing
Rolling and tumbling and
Spinning until one catches
On something and now
That something is home
This is I think
What love is like
Nothing more and nothing
Less significant or important
Just one thing and
Then eventually something else


I caught the big-C
This virus is one
Nasty rat bastard laying
Waste to everything like
A nuclear bomb exploded
Except inside of me
I had the lite
Version the diet version
But even that led
Me into the wilderness
Like a Peyote trip
In the high desert
I dreamt that I
Was dating Michael Jackson
WTF MJ is dead
But finally the fever
Broke and dropped into
The sea of illness
Like monoliths from the
Arctic ice shelf bobbing
And floating slowly away
Leaving me to shiver
Draped in damp clothes
And darkness so bright
And four days of
My life has gone
Missing like the rent
Check lost in delivery


Trust when I say 
Bad things will befall
You but bad things
Are just like good
It really does depend
On how you look
Upon them do you
Look upon what they
Are or what not
Neither is right and
Neither is wrong how
You eventually look upon
Anything anyone and anywhere
All depends on positivity
Or the lack thereof
Life is too short
To be worried take
The high road look
On the bright side
The views are better
From way up there


Heavenly Father my Creator 
I was not created
In Your divine image
I am woefully imperfect
Immoral and selfishly unjust
I take and accuse
Blame and turn away
From those in need
I don’t deserve forgiveness
I do deserve damnation
So why why do
You deny my desire
To exit this hellscape
And make my ethereal
Way to real Hell
Because He said you’re
Already there I put
The bottom beneath everything
For a simple reason
For everything looks like
Heaven from down there


When did people stop 
Being people and become
Animals I remember as
A child having both
But lately it seems
That I’ve lost one
To only the others
Where’d the people go
Maybe those with reason
Simply stopped their reasoning
After all just how
Much can one say
To a dog or
A cat or cow
Oh please bring me
Back my friends and
Leave the animals in
The barnyard in their
Muck and their filth
Left to wander aimlessly
Bring back the people
Whose eyes do understand
And whose lips speak
Not grunt growl oink