texas…

left out in the cold
your senator basks in sun
while he plays you pay
i’m betting he would have been
first to flee the alamo

standing on shaky ground…

there’s
an unevenness
to
life
causing
our unsteady gait
as
we travel
through
our lifetime
oh
we can map out
the smallest details
but
nothing ever
goes as planned
the terrain
changes around us
as if
manipulated by some
unseen force
or
perhaps
random quakes
from
the earth
beneath us
the cause
really doesn’t matter
just
how one
regains
their footing

 

pronouncement of death…

gather up the clouds
so we may darken the sky
another soul’s died
no one ever known to you
just another nameless face
but i implore you
to offer a simple prayer
that those loved can heal

 

valentine’s day question…

who are
all
the love songs
for
are they for
those loved
or
those loving
a sort of
lover’s
autosuggestion
to
justify
illogical actions
and
denial of
what soon
becomes
all
too obvious over time
that
love
is
a temporal event
that
sways
to and fro
like
a pendulum