The Bus

November 17, 2008

Don’t look my way

It’s too early in the day,

Your soul is not tucked in yet.

Romeo coughs at the back of the bus

Here comes tuberculosis.

An old Juliet shouts repeatedly to herself

“Shut up! Yes God I know. I know. Shut up!”

Dorian, the unaltered beauty, sneers

Give the lepers their bells back

So they can sing their melody again:

“Unclean, unclean, unclean…”

Jane scratches her invisibility cloak

blood under her fingernail is the same

ghastly red as the “Stop requested” sign.

The metallic box spits two people out

While Tarzan bites his nails thinking

“I hate my mother. Does it me make evil?”

Inside the bus, one happy thought lingers,

“At least I’m not suicidal…”

And outside, it’s better to hate God than your mother

Otherwise, you better have tales that would make God vomit

and reconsider his creation.

The Odyssey For My Self

October 22, 2008

How I try to perceive you
How deep down must I look
How long must I search for you
How treacherous are the waters that I must cross
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How many calls must I make
Of joy and love
Of sadness and fear
Before you hearken to my words
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How may I examine myself
Without an inner eye through which to look
How many errors must be made
Before one can tear down their guise
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How many breaths of air will I take
Before I breathe in you
How many mornings shall I awake
Before I know the name of you
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What is a heart without a voice
What is a mind without a soul
What is a body without an essence
What is a man without a goal
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How much pain must I suffer
Of myself and this earthly plane
How much fear must I survive
Before the judgment of our name
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How many triumphs must I take
And walk away with tears for the defeated
How many defeats must I claim as my own
And still gait away with dignity
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You are the essence of my being
You are the thought that makes me real
You are the desires of the heart
You are the ghost within my shell

tanka

October 19, 2008

putting on my shirt
the scent of last night lingers
smoke from the fire pit
around which we all gathered
revealing our thoughts and lives.

Love Letter

July 6, 2008

I love you-Goodbye.

I’ll always remember you-inside.

Of Mind, Body, and Soul-like the rest,

Mind and Soul I’ll remember-of you the best.

I’ll always know you were the love of my life

Through the sickness, the pain, and all the strife.

Saying goodbye was the hardest thing I hope to ever do,

I could only wish that it wasn’t to you.

For you raised me lovestrong.

Now I wish I could say-God’s will is wrong,

But faith in HIS plan is right,

Whether you do or don’t-survive the night

Mother, I love you-Goodbye

The Book of Life lists

All those effectively called

By the Trinity