death class of 2064

January 22, 2010

citizen DJsenior

slowly schmoozes out,
“And now we have a request”

“Here’s a little
Rage, Against, The Machine”

Then starts to croon,on the keyboard:

“Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses…”

as the aids
hand out the
medication.

lyrics:Rage Against the Machine

this time

April 21, 2009

This time
in this life,

a plateau
to which

I will never
return.

I will

November 15, 2007

When I can no longer walk
I will watch.

When I can no longer see
I will listen.

When I can no longer hear
I will tell my stories.

When I can no longer remember
I will make them up.

The night Joe left

October 2, 2007

Joe asks me
to stay,
to keep
the earthly vigil
into this night.
He speaks no words;
nor do his eyes
look upon me.
No one knows
except he
and I.

This dad cannot
take leave of his family
while lying helpless –
unable to whisper
“don’t worry”
unable to say
goodbye.

exhausted,
the others begin
to go home.

It will be better
this way.
I the sentry
who falls asleep,
He the spirit who sheds
this breaking body.
this sweet life…

Joe continues to stare
at a ceiling he does not see
while his inner core
prepares for
departure.

Across the hall
irritated alarms split
the midnight silence
as some poor soul
gets up to
wander.

tell him
he can go – it is okay
to go.

Sitting in the visitor’s chair
at three
a.m.
I fall
victim
to
the
mathematical
drone
of
the
oxygen
machine…

Soon
after,
he touches me.

I awaken.

He is gone.

nagasaki-bomb2.jpg

colony collapse
restless legs
identity theft
tainted eggs

leaded Barbie
cancer genes
home invasion
tainted greens

diseased hearts
deadly sin
broken parts
tumbling in

tasered youth
speech bereft
monks for truth
what love is left?

popping pills
guns in school
glossy pages
skinny cool

homeless nola
no one cares
bullies at war
shiny wares

early risers
sound alarms,
can’t convince
of coming harms

CNNxiety

June 6, 2007

anxious images
over and over again …
entertainment

when I am only bones

February 10, 2007

beach-fence.jpg

when I can no longer recall
I will tell stories

when I am only bones
I will be your fence

photo source:

when death comes

February 1, 2007

angelheads.jpg

when death comes

the hand of life
reaches down

to lift up the soul
like a kitten

and gently
place it elsewhere

painting by:Joshua Reynolds

longevity

November 7, 2006

it does not matter
how long I live
as long as I generate peace

 

where then?

July 5, 2006

it may seem
as one gets older
and friends
begin to die off
and associates
begin to die off
and siblings
begin to die off
and unknown age-mates
populate the obituary

it may seem
life has become a game
of musical chairs

2004