Is consciousness God…
his church the sublime
As we look incorrectly,
ever hoping to find
His very existence,
the womb that enwraps
Surrounding our being
—all sentience trapped
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
Twin Pillars Of Fate
Too good for himself,
and the place he was in
His lover reminded,
before leaving in sin
Her path was left open,
her exit his gate
To stay or to leave
—twin pillars of fate
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
The Cosmos Expands
You can forever buy in,
without hanging on
The moment anointed,
to reign till it’s gone
There’s a time to hold tight,
and a time to let go
Veracity final,
in what it now shows
When that comes in question,
the cosmos expands
New truth taking over
—and at our command
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
Defiling The Unknown
There’s no bigger threat
than what’s still left to know
Its backbone religion,
as it sits on its throne
What cannot be stated
and proven as fact
Evangelists kidnap
and wear on their backs
With prophecy wrapped
in their folly misled
What’s still undiscovered,
leaves dogma undead
But then when the darkness
moves into light
Revivalists shout,
claiming: “See, we were right”
Leaving two kinds of liars
in this world to be shown
Those twisting the truth
—and those defiling the unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
Disavowed
Neither left wing nor right
conservative or liberal,
he goes about his day
Living outside the parameters
of deception,
hell in heavens way
While living as dead
he vanquishes time,
each moment present now
Defying your judgment
refusing to choose
—all limits disavowed
(Dreamsleep: August, 2019)
Neither Borrower Nor Lender Be
The past is left in mourning,
the future still unknown
The present disavows them both,
not borrowed—never loaned
(Dreamsleep: August, 2019)
Imprisoned
In the commercial age,
money captures time
Depleting awareness
—a prison unto itself
(Dreamsleep: August, 2019)
Times Shadow
His final words to the mirror…
“You must now set me free”
All time a reflection
—of what’s never to be
(Dreamsleep: August, 2019)
Optimus Amicus
Is your best friend a dog,
a thesaurus is mine
As yours wags its tail
—mine forever sets me free
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
To Be Alone
I go to the city
To be alone…
Distraction
Calling me away
From myself
Isolating my
Memory
Burying my
Thoughts
In endless concrete
Passing 1000 people
Never meeting
One
Never meeting
One
Who will tell me
About myself
Never meeting
One
Who will tell me
What is real
Never meeting
One
Who will ask the question
Why
In my darkest
Most confused
Moments
I go to the city
—to be alone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
