How much time is there?
It seems like enough to Be
But not to Become
Hey! I’ll take the train
Not fight traffic, get work done
Always run on time
Jesus in disguise
Like the prophet, his message
Not clear ‘til the end
Our soul an effect
Of atoms and chemistry
Mind what the brain does
If ‘we’ manifest
Only in our actions, then
There is no ‘within’
They say there’s free will
But they assume we exert
Control from within
When does it happen?
When do facts become knowledge?
And knowledge wisdom?
Don’t get us wrong. We
Love socialism. But we love
Cocktail parties more
List of things to do
Eleven days to do them
Finished about half
A new way to write
Leave the door wide open, then
Kick a few things out
Voice of a city
Loud, cocksure and indiff’rent
People are its tools
Things that must be done
Come before those you prefer
Decide which is which
Two chapters ahead
But no sense of next few steps
Makes me feel anxious
Single point of view
Authoritative, and yetFull of bravado
As they get older
Their presents get smaller andMuch more expensive
Eve ate the apple
And condemned us all to death
But Lilith didn’t
I want to be loved
Not worshipped or idolized
Small chance of either
Walk five hundred miles
And then walk five hundred more
Fall down at my door
The truth of one man
Revealed in the way he treats
Those who surround him
I’m out to destroy
Happily ever after
It makes fiction dull
You do what I say
I’m the boss, I call the shots
Darn tootin’ I am
It’s my policy
Treat them like responsible
Adults. Not like kids
They want a good yarn
With heroes beating villainsAnd happy endings
Loved the beginning
Are with me through the middle
Will they like the end?
Neither. Things are true
That can be demonstrated
Or made manifest
What makes something true?
Just my say so? Or the say
So of those I trust?
Holidays are here
Time to let OCDs shine
Get your way or else
Season’s first snowfall
Dusting of fine white powder
Over crunchy ice
A clash of cultures
We do this and you do that
Neither way is best
Always last to know
Symptom of position and
Personality
He’s always been slow
Slow to crawl, walk, potty train
He will grow in time
