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CLEANSE THE LAND

CLEANSE THE LAND

cleanse the land
clean
it good

render
it sacred

soon all
will flourish
death disappear
soil
  replace sand

time enough
to know what to
do with
    bone and
blood

history be written
to absorb the dead

new scripture for gods
better in our image

the meaning of what we did
lost in the philosophy of words

FINE MAN

FINE MAN

when you deliver
on the subject

pretty soon find myself
delving down into subtext
subatomic
    constructing the code
that lets me
read between the lines

need to do this
because regardless of
anomaly, overlooking
                  essential paradox

need to
  emerge from
              this astute

I want to be
  a better man

    not just an atom better
no, indeed, a fine man,
                            a
better
man by far

like Richard, without
his love
    of lovers,

one who can
    call the tune, fix
the rhythm of the Universe

tapping his bongos, sometimes
covering the page with
astounding hieroglyphs

prattling away
                finding his way
into the
heart of
  the labyrinth
      source of the problem

pattern suddenly grasped, and
gist of everything

want to see
        how it all interfaces
where
    the imagination?

look at this diagram
    carved into his desk, by
                              our
science
shaman

    now
visualized in tiles
on the Cal-Tec floor

ANCHOR

ANCHOR

I am
at anchor

around me deep currents
connive; slurry unseen

so what
    can better can worse
move you, break you
topple towers

    leave our whole world,
your world, my world,
                    entire planet
hanging
    by a thread?

thread my spool less than silken
still deep into the distance
way out
        towards forever

and all that ever amen you
feel duty bound to add

eyes closed
        fingers steepled

so much further than any horizon
beyond what eyes can see
mind
    believe.

FINAL FRAGRANCE

FINAL FRAGRANCE

Oh the smell
of sex!

sweet sex, smutty sex,
jump out of your skin
whole body
carnal
    knowledge sex

devastating, delicious,
migrating, miscegenating,
person
    next door,
from the depths
    of a jungle planet on
a galaxy
   far far away

widrninv youd experience 
the gene pool
   hybridizing for giggles
to create
   fiture utopian worlds

just to release some
pressure experience
an ulimate high

float beyond space and time
experience the ultimate
together
    have one crystal
clear headspace carbon
life form moment

as if you turned yourself
to diamond in the
            (final
fragrance)
John Lennon imagined  sky

ONE

ONE

was introduced to death
by a Ms E Dickinson

late of Amherst, New England,
a word mistress of sorts

somewhat
   impure in speech

not privy to her
standing however
     I do remain clueless
in terms of her value
as per
   stocks
        and bonds

and with Lord, who does
all such measure
        down to the last
grain
    be it gold, salt
or sand

and after
     breaking the ice, whose
depth almost glacial,
formally, with decorum
               as only this miss
shapeshifter can

death and I spoke ghost,
conversed
       in plain Indian

so many tongues and indeed
histories of
    this place, all places

sweet in sad sublimity,
     rolled into one