addendum to a sermon…

honey
tell that preacher man
that
sinning
ain’t all that bad
i’ve tried it
and
child
it was so sweet
even
with hell
below
my feet
lord
that
first kiss
sent
me a reeling
and
by
the fourth
sunday’s sermon
was
as forgotten
as
where i put my car keys
when
i was asked
to
stay

 

don’t you laugh when the hearse goes by…

even tho
you’ve
written words
upon
the page
the page
is
empty
there’s nothing
there
just
the empty stares
of
a life
without
dreams satisfied
oh
you’ve managed
to
collect
tokens of wealth
along
the way
but
in the grave
their worth
is as
meaningful
as
your life
a life
of
counterfeit infringements
of
the right
to
happiness
no
doubt
you will
reject
my assessment
of
your
stellar
accomplishments
but
the worms
will
crawl in
and
the worms
will
crawl
out
of
this
there is
no
doubt

 

date with a north korean…

a desperate old man
seeking a young woman’s love
when rejected said
she’d not met expectations
rejection leads to strange lies

love or lust…symptoms the same…

i had to stop
by
aunt bea’s
to
discuss
a good friend
of
mine
whose current
love interest
has
alienated him
from
his friends
and
business associates
whom
he is dependent upon
for
a good portion
of
his income
i needed
to
consult
with
aunt bea
about
how to
approach him
aunt bea
said
honey
he’s
got
his nose
wide open
thinks
he’s smelling
a rose
but
ain’t got
nothing
but
trouble
and
there’s
one thing
i know for sure
love
is not only
blind
but
also
deaf