expelled and banished tribal members…

expelled and banished tribal members

dear marie
having listened
to several hours
of
come-to-jesus talk
said
to her employer
now let’s say
i die
and
gain entry
into heaven
then
your holy church
changes its rules
retroactively
do i
get to stay
or
am i
on my way

shelled…

shelled

while listening
to a street corner preacher
the brown bag prophet
leaned over to me
and said
i suspect
that death
is not all that
it’s cracked up to be
those pearly gates
may be built
on the same substance
as all pearls

planetary suicide note…

planetary suicide note

gonna go down
to the river
this time
ain’t gonna be
for no
baptism
just wanna see
if god’s still there
troubling
the water
gonna ask god
to trouble the waters
of this world
maybe
another flood
to wash away
the sins of men
men
who kill innocent folks
folks
just going ’bout
their business
driving home
walking down the street
watching a movie
just
need
for god
to move
more than
the water
or
if just
the water
then to let
it rise up
and
baptize
the planet
again
cuz
i’d rather die
by the hand of god
than
the parasitic hands
of men

anonymous…

anonymous

unsorted
boxes
of memories
no one
to recall
the laughter
of how scenes
evolved
or
to decode
the initials
blurred between
lines of dreams
dreams
written
as cryptic notes
on the back
of each
paper time capsule
capsules
of so many lives
and memories
reduce
to
unsorted
boxes

trompe l’oeil…

trompe l'oeil

stories have been told
about something mythical
called human freedom

called human freedom
to control the populace
stories have been told

stories have been told
as we die listening to what’s
called human freedom