I dream of Cambodia
of white tusked elephants
plodding through your plains
of tigers and panthers lurking regal in green leaved brush
...
my father in law is at the end of his life
his name is George and I don't want him to go
but we all leave
...
six point seven billion illusionists
today on this globe
seeking consensus
of the senses
...
we sat in Washington Square Park
on a slatted wood bench in the sun
your hair was tied back
and your face flushed pink with little beads of sweat
...
there is a fat woman in tight fitting clothes
has a place called Little Angel's
she took me through it
the dimly lit dining room
...
tiny shiny diamonds
suspended in the night
over these mystery paths
humming echoes of tribal chants
...
we found you on the open dock
a child with eyes of age
we took you in for the good of our sins
and a greater fear of god's rage
...
my father said 'son you've got to
make that run
if you'll ever begin to win'
but dad
...
Ra the Egyptian sun god battles darkness every night
and returns every morning with another day in his arms
thankfully for us he is batting one thousand
at the mercy of Ra's efforts I lie awake
...
a common thread in
dreams a dreaded stone terrace affords
misty foggy view of shuddering views from
height above clouds from a
...
If you want me to say what you feel I'll
write a prescription
when I have a story I'll
...
tell me madam spider
how it feels when I touch down
onto your inviting web
tell me how quickly you sense my entanglement
...
I busted loose from my chain today
busted loose
from my chain
my dog chased me up and down
...
sirloin over an open flame
lost its flavor when I went broke
but this handful of coins insists
a hot bowl of soup
...
perhaps 2001 signifies the crumbling of our age
the Mayans
those calendar correct creatures
from civilization long gone
...
only one thing brings me to this place
only one thing makes my heart shine
you've got a barefoot long lady leg charm
you're the one thing on my mind
...
when I listen to him I feel good
because I know there's more to music
than top twenty, american idol
and lyrics that leave us starving for thought
...
Lived a full life but I have this constant feeling of being young and naive. My biggest passion is cross country mountain biking.)
Cambodia
I dream of Cambodia
of white tusked elephants
plodding through your plains
of tigers and panthers lurking regal in green leaved brush
among blazing colored birds
exotic as can be conceived
I dream of coned shaped towers atop Angkor Wat
greatest temple in the world
home for all Khmer
the refuge of the people
Cambodia, Cambodia
let me taste from the bowl of your sweetest rice
and relish the fruits of your land
I dream of a walk under your monsoon sky
and I drink the soul of your rains
while the Cambodian tears gently pelt
the numbers to the ground
and I dream of the many numbers
of those who were cut down
of those who were denied their lives
of the expressions of confusion
and the need to understand
the unfolding
the inexplicable Cambodian tragedy
I dream of Cambodia
of life beyond 'brother number one'
the quarter of your brothers and sisters discarded
I am on my knees
and I feel the warmth of trust
renewed in your land
home of the great Khmer