
Flood Tired 03 12 2021 nj
Flood Tired
I sorta wanna say something
but since the shed got swept away
you mumbled something incoherent
huh? What was that you say?
–
fruit cup tragic comedy club
transfer the sins away
sit around and get all fruit cup
or just do the damn work today
–
why in hell- they called you in
to work and get it done
blow your friday paycheck
can’t remember, that much fun
–
rumble life in some old truck
did you sign up for this?
No more farm now since the flood
and no one your gonna miss
–
Can we give up especially when
this non exisiting life is gone?
I know you’re so tired, all of us
well, I was gonna say, if you did and so on

Afraid of Being Lonely 03 17 2921 nj
I am at some cold night cliff
Overlooking the trail you’ve left in space
The earth and sun hurtle through the galaxy
And the galaxy hurtling through the infinitude
–
My soul screams to you
Don’t go!!
A few little stars
Is all that looks back
–
When it’s my turn
It seems you will be
Light-years away
And so that’s it then
–
I don’t blame you, really,
I’m just afraid of
being lonely
And for you, too.

Almost a Year 03 19 2021 nj
The tall tree makes a long shadow
that goes way down the block.
Time has flown and how the illusion
of Moment seems so slow
–
A man gets up from the bench
And walks away down the sidewalk
Some birds still fusing
Before sunset arrives
–
The Eastern sky is beginning to darken
Some windows reflect
The orange sun in the West
And then that mood cannot be stopped
–
Emptiness where no fullness
Was expected
Slow to turn from day to night
But it’s been almost a year already

Down and Up 03 30 2021 nj
After so much time has passed along
the quiet streams or avenues bright
of days and nights and seasons so,
these times and mornings dreary
–
No person can just stay as still,
static and unchanging.
like molecules in motion’s throws
to go from time’s far ranging
–
to rise again in strength and striving
effort, work is not a thought
yet bones deep creaking will ignore
and if giant trees are weary
–
as person going up their days
or a person going down
for one night of sleep in some warm bed
and the sky wheels ever ‘round