
Being Alive
To be
alive in
every fiber
of every
nerve ending
is to
suffer
because to
be that
alive is
to know
that the
odds against
being alive
at all
are astronomical
as are
the odds
against staying
that way
for very
long.

To be
alive in
every fiber
of every
nerve ending
is to
suffer
because to
be that
alive is
to know
that the
odds against
being alive
at all
are astronomical
as are
the odds
against staying
that way
for very
long.
Filed under poems & short jabs

I was
full of
coarse love
& the
nice people
put a
soft pillow
over my
face
& said
Shush now.
Then they
said
There there
until my
legs stopped
twitching.
They didn’t
lift the
pillow,
unpleasantness
makes them
sad.
They turned
the lights
low &
hummed lullabies.
Hatred is
too strong
a word
for them.
Their hearts
are
too faint.
Filed under poems & short jabs

With one
sweeping glance
I leveled
the mountain
range &
let the
ocean roar
over the
valley.
This is
a good
example of
why poets
are dangerous.
Filed under poems & short jabs

Not all
that many
year ago
I began
spotting
people out
in public
with black
devices growing
out of
their ears
& came
to the
conclusion
that we
were evolving
into Borg.
The transformation
is now
complete.
Filed under poems & short jabs

Be wary
of people
who talk
in absolutes
& have
no sense
of humor.
Filed under poems & short jabs

Moving from
the womb
thru the
birth canal
he filled
with anxiety,
sensing
bad things
ahead.
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