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I put together
different things
that dull the pain
help me to see
even if blind
the random firing of my brain
sparks behind my eyelids

My life in War.

Conflict not between the fire
and the flame
but that which was once one
for Abraham
and voices come

I am a veteran
of a thousand

Voices play
within my head.
Stars Songs Faces.


I think back to when
my mother said
something that no longer means
what it did

And it's alright to look
To dream

If voices call you home
You must go on
into the cosmos
You are billion year old carbon

I think forward to when
are completed before written

And the entire history of you
flashes before my eyes

Calling down
Against Machine.

My choice of weapon
well placed
cool in hand


Perhaps an illusion of safe.
But it brings
an image
of beautiful Chevrolet
the still small word
And people from 1956
who come to visit
and stay

The war not far from their mind.
And won.

And shine
or in …


Four kids
walk asynchronous step
across a rain desert

The first wears a shirt that says
Laziness is not a disease
It's my hobby

The second, walking through the dust
reminds you of the little rascals
but you're not sure which one

The third and fourth
have invented names
for each other

And they notice
their steps
leave indelible footprints
in the ground

And walk carefully out of step
around the neighborhood

Tracing a giant picture
of something

When you see them
you get the feeling
they're involved in deep mischief

Not just staring at a phone

And that they have within their group
secret words they can type into google
that , when you press "I'm feeling lucky"
result in things
google gravity
and do a barrell roll

But that they decided, finally, to walk away from the thing that was making them
something less than human

And now they are walking
like soldiers across a bridge

All over the streets and open spaces where we live
as it turns out


Elastic Heart