What can I do to keep this world in its orbital spin?
I gave up trying to win the hearts of the many.
Throw the meat-balls against the wall, stop, stop!!
Trying to make them spin, like God did in the heavens!
Sexual longingsa pathway to anger and rage
Turn the page to the cheap hotels, turn the page
Give it a pathway to run, tell your friends, they’ve won.
And don’t answer to anyone; hang up the phone…!
Don’t go outside the house, become dulcimer
Hit the hammer, the hammer, the hammer, stop, stop!
The darkness of the night is coming, open the window
I’ll, I’ll disappear, no air, no air inside heranywhere!
Neck bones look weak, like honey over thawed meat:
Everyone’s neck bones, everyone I see, even me…
I’ll be a guest of hell soon, the land of no vegetables
Or balloons…just neck bones, everywhere: everywhere.
The place where no one cares, no one cares, no one:
Like unfed fish, fish, unfed fishnibbling at nothing;
In a four-sided aquarium, withwith piranhas…
Give me a lily pad to sail away, today, today, today!…
#819 8/29/05
The Continuum
I emerged from
My mother,
Now
Part of
History…
When we die
We become a part of
History
For history continues
To exist
History
The human continuity,
The continuum!…
#820 8/29/30
A Note by Rosa: two poems: not sure what I want to say on these two poems; interesting, they make me think of why the poet uses what he uses; I know my husband says, it is called “effect” and it makes me take a big deep breathe. Is that what he wants, if so he got it. Rosa
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