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princely summons

26 August 2015 by Jason

the few who have much
dine on the many wanting.
let them eat the cake.

Filed Under: fire

feeding fatty

22 August 2015 by Jason

many poor fingers
breaking backs picking apples.
so fat bellies grow.

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forest fears

13 August 2015 by Jason

a similar map
in different topography.
the forests darker.

Filed Under: fire

eviction friction

30 July 2015 by Jason

squeezed between two rocks.
hard place with two addresses.
eviction needed.

Filed Under: fire

shiny broken pieces

21 July 2015 by Jason

i want to see the sky smile
a big beaming blue face.

i want to conquer the divide
feel the tug of your embrace.

i want to roll up the day
like an old worn carpet
and throw it away.

i want to pause that moment in time
abdicate the upcoming crime.

i want to shake the heavens
wipe the smirk off god’s face.

i want him to kneel on bended knee
just to see how small and vulnerable we be.

i want to tear open the earth
sweep away all the drivel and dearth.

i want to bend the time into space
so you can live in perfect grace.

but this blood and bone and my continual moan
i am just unknown far away from home.

no prodigal son
not missed by anyone
my fingers bled dry to the bone
a nub of chalk i scribble my koan

i have no official business
i have no power over limness
everything was limitless
except my powers they limited to this.

the wishing is all that’s left
tucked into my big bag of bereft
a hollow thing of magnificent heft

and though wishing for horses
never gave beggars a ride
i want to open up this wide world
and pluck from its throat a pearl
to cast before swine
for even though the drunkard’s anesthetic is wine
i’ll walk this razor line
and maybe in time
the effort that’s mine
will rise and perhaps that day will come
when my sun will shine.

Filed Under: fire

whether report

19 July 2015 by Jason

on a tall green blade
life and death are double edged.
the whim of whether.

Filed Under: fire

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To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
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