the truth is
that the lie has worn thin
and tastes like vomit
in the mouths of the hungry,
...
i dont want to write
anything soft and beautiful
anything moving tonite
...
stop the bombing...
just stop the bombing!
murder is murder!
violence never brings peace.
...
total awareness....
i taste your lips
in every dropp of rain
...
riding bareback
in the moonlight
down across the pasture
...
you rip the clouds
from the sky itself....
head swaying side to side,
eyes lost in the museum
...
train tracks,
or just tracks...
either way,
going nowhere.
...
the day he finally
got out of jail...
after months, and years,
...