INSTRUMENTAL HARMONY

Why does music speak to us so?

Universal themes we all know

Melodies give no harm to me

Universal harmony

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NEEDS OF THE MANY

What is this body, this mind?
Who lives a life of this kind?
Trapped in here with all these needs
Creates both good and bad deeds

CHILDREN OF THE EAGLE

What is independence
When all are dependent?
What now is the eagle?
Neo-fascist egos

Do not be fooled

It has been this way
Far longer than many care to say

Why should we take it back
When it only attacks?
Our metamorphosis
Will be most glorious

Only by re-imagination
Can we truly re-start the nation

The eagle is
A dragon in
Disguise
Democracy’s
Demise
We are the camels
Laboring in the desert
The lion
Roars
The sacred “no!”
And then
The truth
Only
The child knows

WEIGHED DOWN

Black shoes
Stepping through
Morning dew
I contemplate
The weight
I didn’t lose
This week
But rather
Gaining 2

I’m so pissed
A relaxing Saturday morning missed

Countertop takes the brunt
Of downward punch and grunt

Body dysmorphia
Maybe

But no one
Likes what they see

I have broad shoulders
But a Marvel superhero I am not

And that’s all anybody seems to want

AMONG THE HIGH GRASS

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Green fields unfurl in front of my eyes
Or do they roll towards?
Where do they end or begin?
I step forward

It would be a sin
To step upon the blades
Obstructing cascades
Of high stalks
Speaking to the sky


If at once I were to die
To collapse right here
I would a fixture permanent be
Among the gateway firmament’s green

Life waits upon no cue
To live and die as grass, and we, do