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W O R L D !

I'm Younger Than That Now

I've never been so young in all my life
It's not a fountain I've found it's not vitality
I've never been so green in a red world
It's not the color but the experience.
My heels are soft my hair is trim
There is no wool growing on my skin.
A wise man once wore my shoes;
The shoes have worn out all their use
You cant (very well) wear an old hat
If that hat don't fit like it did.
But an old wise man once whispered,
"You just gotta keep doing what you've always done,"
As we stood on golden shores of achievement together.
Does the same advice still stand,
when you're head is buried in the sand?
"Help! Help! Help! I can't speak!" I cry out in my mind
Just sever my body and let the tide take care.
But don't say I (didn't) let myself go without trying.
Youth has become me as wisdom has returned to its writer
God giveth and God takith away
My image mirrors my loss.
I will write because this is so and this is now:
All the doctors have exclaimed in unison,
"You've lost your time! You've lost your time!"
But they are doctors, who can see only the outside
They aren't speechless, floating in a vessel
They've got things to do! Money to make!
But that's how I know they're right,
They have to be quick with truth
Like a stealy jab
And be gone.
Because, time out of mind, is contagious.
Because, no one (really) wants to go back
To their childhood.

Mind, the Gap, in You.

A broken heart shatters the mind too
makes you forget the past you
whatever broke the moment therein
the future ceases with every whim
an unexpected ghost you become
the limbo bursts your back
a deep knife wound photograph
and someone saying you can
always or never go back
that picture is you
before the cripple inside
before the fear
that created the lie came
into your life
the fear only wanted the mystery
not the real and feeling thing
but you latched on to it like a risk
and risked it all you did
with a heart of pure trust and sensitivity
being that was who you are
your foolish blind love
was the only kind of creativity
you had no secrets that stirred queries
for you were wide open juicy affection
you were you the golden loon
you were you the silly buffoon
and you trusted the lie was the truth
how were you to know
you weren't the lie
you weren't the fear
surely not, you were
a beggar, a pleader, a hopeless believer
seeking communion with desire
forgetting what was before
the want wasn't there.

First Wake

I was born in 1978,
Must have been like any mundane day
My father had to work
He couldn't be late -
Mid summer sweat in July
Packing meat in a truck
Veal, ribeye, tenderloin, etc
The blood of lambs