Tuesday, August 26, 2014

No Cure

time gone leaves broken records
no digital shadow falls between
act opinion or intention outcome

we do not know better only this
is wrong and could be better done
our part in it ambiguous obscure

feeling bad about it doesn't help
there is no cure for passing time
only forgiving others and oneself

Monday, August 25, 2014

What's Wrong

I don't quite like this book
or anything always finding
fault wonder what's wrong
refined analysis of failings

this applies to myself too
well misjudge my efforts
better appreciate it as it is
even not rising to genius

no one as good as I hope
except certain musicians
perfect beyond necessity
because they can they do

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Feedback

everything is out of control
just when sense is needed
crises erupting everywhere
too complex to understand
accumulated bad decisions
feedback greed rewarded
values warped for profit
tragic losses compounding
nothing we can do to help
short of suicidal sacrifices
we are disinclined to make

Friday, August 22, 2014

Living Theatre

on the table a small elephant
cast metal handsome his father's
a dagger a kaleidoscope the vial
from which poison was poured
into Hamlet's sleeping father's ear
is this precious or just natural living
theatre of objects expressing himself

Thursday, August 21, 2014

In Short

from my perspective nothing is real
except my own living same for you

how then interested in anything else
except by form style relevance to me

we are the same awareness overlaps
thereby the world continues to exist

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Surgical Reprieve

you have decided to be upbeat no matter what
and you are no matter who shows up what you
say emanates from an untouchable core which
makes everyone else irrelevant no one allowed
to bring you down or do I mean me something
about what I feel this sudden empty blankness
despite surgical reprieve a perfect summer day
converted into words seems entirely unneeded

Monday, August 18, 2014

These Few

who you really are if anyone does matter
if you take anything seriously including
your own foolishness and good repute
some people have a mission others not
so much doesn't mean they don't count

I'm sure there is more to say about history
among friends in the larger musical world
that these few are critical to keep it going
sustain the gains of the painful centuries
devote lives to pursuit of sublime beauty

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Existing Forms

nothing is imagined all collage pastiche
recombination of existing forms words
themselves are found dusted off reused

sometimes I succeed some assemblage
makes me laugh outs a subtle feeling
truth emerging from unsuspected links

but it's all the same old stuff memories
lost found work of other writers stories
I've heard retold to a different purpose

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Having Been

did I miss a whole day vanished
as they all do nothing registers

words are marks of having been
where you are not how you did it

Thursday, August 14, 2014

This World

hard head bony shoulder
no comfort in this world