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Politics for Poets

el Capitan as an abstract using Gimp and stock filters.

Sometimes less really is more.

  Less is more.

Jan 26, 2013 (1-26-13)

well . . .

I think I've blogged enough today.

content goes stale.

~ OK Now.

Banish Nonsense was his scree. I'd have to delete this whole website!

 
 
  Praise God!
  









Wake up!

   Stand down your
    war against the
 imaginings of your
   mind. 
 
  you paint them in a
    mural as devils.
 I know them. They
     are not.

  To you,
  as you lay awake
  plotting
       whatever
 and you do it
     for pernishousness 
   and you do it
 despite the risks.

 So what you set in motion
  does stay in motion.
   If you had rested, 
  thought about it
    pondered for a while
 you might still be
        at rest.

  Stand up and
   show you are an adult
 who realizes
     that villanizing
  is a juvenile thing
 that many never
   learn to not do.

  The poet trips all
    up on his moralistic
     bull song he
 walks from the rental 
    with the flat
  along the 
  industrial highway
    wastelands of his fears
   and in the long ago.

 Now, now in his dreams,
   there isn't any trash.
 No candybar wrappers blow
    in the bitter-chill of Januaries
  either in his memories
  or on the street
   near the stadium
 outside those factory walls
     and the recycling warehouses.


  wake up.