the moon! is your logo…not McDonalds
December 11, 2007
there is no place
quite like the other
each valley
each plain
each mountain
each plateau
each
with its own
land forms
life forms
weather
and light
encased in a shared
halo of air
we are binding this earth in asphalt.
binding
and branding
we block the night sky
with our signs.
from
above
we look
like fire
iiiiiiiiiiindustry
December 11, 2007
industry
is not
civilization
no matter
what
experts tell us
leave me alone for Christmas
December 10, 2007
Like in a glass-sided beehive,
the poor and dying press
against the window of my mind.
I cover the glass with candy canes
and Santas.
on the outside looking in
December 6, 2007
You never look
at me.
I often look
at you.
You have
those things
I am told
bring happiness.
I have
those things
I am told
bring shame.
I look into
the restaurant –
you spend
my week’s wages
in a night
so elegant
so white
table cloths
and candles
fine wines
and waiters.
I could go on
and on,
but I have been ordered
to move along…
hand out condoms
November 14, 2007
hand out condoms
shelter people from abuse
talk to the lonely
instead we preach hell
build mansions
brick walls
spirit becoming
November 27, 2006
the gases
the stone
the life forms
the consciousness
we must build
on what has become,
not destroy it
Weapon of Mass Decapitation
November 25, 2006
When I pay taxes
I feel like a guillotine
maintenance worker
qazse 