grand mal seizure…

confusion
staring spells
uncontrollable jerking movements
loss of consciousness
and
awareness
fear 
anxiety
and
deja vu erratic
movements
striking others
resulting
in
injuries
and
deaths
to
its own
children
and
citizens
a nation
out
of
control

 

tachypsychia…

did you know
that
blood
on
cold pavement
exhales
a
mist
as if
a
soul
is
departing
the
scene
sears
into the mind
like
acid
unforgettable
no
matter
how hard
you
try
that
body
that
soul
lies
before you
on
black pavement
as
you
await
the
ambulance
it’s
in those moments
that
death
becomes real
altering
the course
of
your thoughts
on
the
permanency
of
anything

 

yours merely postponed…

the body
of
a decomposed dream
is embraced
by
the fingers
of
sagebrush
along
the
rio grande river
no one
will come
to
claim
the body
but
when
the waters rise
it
will flow into the sea
like
so many
other
dreams
and
come to rest
upon
the sea’s floor
and
when
the weight
of
these
unfulfilled dreams
becomes
too
great
the core
of
the earth
will
crack
and
shake
reminding
the living
of
their
impending death

 

harvest….

when
the children
do not pray
do not ask
them
why
you
know the answer
when
the children
curse this life
do not ask
them
why
you
know the answer
when
the children
ignore death
do not ask
them
why
you
know the answer
when
the children
watch
you bleed
and
do not
offer help
do not ask
them
why
you
know the answer
when
the children
dance
upon your grave
do not ask
them
why
you
knew the answer

 

ipad presidential news …

surely this ain’t real
don’t want to get out of bed
with what i’m reading
too many monsters in my head
are found in the morning news