Showing posts with label Ignoring ourselves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ignoring ourselves. Show all posts

Monday, April 18, 2011

Long After One More Lost Holiday

Coming back from some long lost weekend or another,
You asked me did I remember such and such or so and so
It was from a time in a place that I had previously long awaited
But it took me a while to dredge up a couple jumbled recollections

Then I tried to remember the distinct holidays from different years
But there was no ordered collection with little notes and titles on their spines
There was this hazy blur from which things sometimes arose,
Like fish rising from the depths of murky moving water

All those highly-anticipated, well-orchestrated life events gone by
Full of joy and recreation, people and relaxation,
Now tumbled about on my rough journey in a worn out box of memories
Events and details mixed up forever, far beyond any disentanglement

After the holiday, came the realization of the once again onrushing ordinary
I never had time to unpack and to file our time together
It quickly disappeared in our daily wake, right along with your suntan
Sometimes I found its artifacts as I cleaned out the garage

For some reason or whatever we ask each other
Where were we on that Labor Day, three years ago
I could not remember what we had done
You did not recall where we had stayed

The kids do not remember all those special places that we took them
Your mother died 5 years ago asking for you to go and bring you to her
I find another page of recollections that I give up trying to put in order
We both draw blanks and we just look back through each other’s eyes

After the holiday, as I awaken, before the first visit of my morning nurse

They'll Ignore You

They’ll annoy you without conscious effort and then tell you it’s none of your business
They’ll step on your face with a condescending smirk while clawing their way to the top
They’ll throw shit on the ground when no one is around and then just drive away
They’ll make gasoline-powered noise to blot out the good silence that makes them feel uneasy

They’ll throw up cheap crap on good land, make quick bucks and then leave town for good
They’ll call you when you’ve had an accident and then drive up in another new leased BMW
They’ll pimp real estate to gullible strangers like a mother bird feeds her tiny chick
They’ll ignore the homeless as they drive by every day behind their tinted windows

They’ll act righteous beneath their fascist, literalist, fairytale personal saviors
They’ll spout gibberish and call for soundbite political debates with real scientists
They’ll carry their canned, evaporated culture far from home and never see a thing
They’ll piss you off with their thoughtless waste without ever even knowing it

They’ll shame you to the civilized world with all their ignorant, macho, cowboy posturing
They’ll spend thousands to go hunting but demand that all forests return a profit
They’ll blithely support resource extraction ignoring any and all of its long term costs
They’ll call birth control a sin but use the excess ignorant as their contract wage slaves

They’ll never walk anywhere outside except to shiny vehicles parked closely nearby
They’ll mouth the nonsense of televangelists and conservative think tank analysts
They’ll work diligently on their pathetic golf games on grass that’s a toxic green
They’ll take pride in an ignorance knowingly pitched to them as tough, manly and rugged

They’ll no longer require your services once you have called them on their charade
They’ll spoil and ignore their lazy children but blame their failures on poor schools
They’ll unknowingly waste more every hour than most people earn in a month
They’ll demand ever more criminally wasteful military money and call it patriotism

They’ll support our troops with plastic bumper stickers on their sleek imported cars
They’ll subsidize terrorists with hard cash every time they fill-up at the gas pump
They’ll idle their 300 hp engines to serve as personal room air-conditioners
They’ll go out for expensive meals prepared and served by the angry working poor

They’ll refinance all of our futures and every one of us will have to pay
They’ll drive to the wilderness and run loud generators to watch action DVDs
They’ll ignore you and get up way too close then start making lots of noise
They’ll always know lots about the latest bright and shiny consumer fad

They’ll take tax-deductible ski vacations with their corporate mega-churches
They’ll get tough on crime but cheat on their taxes and shortchange their illegal workers
They’ll be concerned for their security and burn bright lights which also blot out all the stars
They’ll call for roads to eliminate congestion and immediately crowd them with tacky shit

They’ll bulldoze native plants then spend enormous sums maintaining toxic, artificial lawns
They’ll cut your throat behind your back using canned & coded corporate PC catchphrases
They’ll twist the words they put in your mouth and then put them to use against you
They’ll advertise for proactive self-starters who must also be good team players

They’ll produce elaborate fictional schedules as they socialize in their meetings
They’ll forget your name should they ever be unable to avoid meeting you face to face
They’ll espouse a laissez-faire evangelical Social Darwinism fueled only by their shortsighted greed
They’ll copyright your handmade ideas and cheaply manufacture them overseas

They’ll change lanes impatiently over and over, angrily saving even more wasted time
They’ll make sure everybody in the office thinks they work 12 hours every day
They’ll be full of friendly smalltalk and jovial smiles when their boss happens by
They’ll mouth free enterprise while lobbying for their own tariffs, subsidies and tax breaks

They’ll dismiss your ideas out of hand while endlessly quoting their gutless, invisible leaders
They’ll drive up your property taxes and then buy you out to make a quick profit
They’ll sell you on personal responsibility but control your very bowel movements
They’ll rule as corporate control freaks but then plead complete ignorance to company crimes

They’ll pay vapid fast-talking salesmen princely sums to pimp their useless products
They’ll get fat bonuses and stock options for their, unfortunately, immeasurable contributions
They’ll cut your benefits, eliminate your position and renege on your retirement
They’ll purchase influence and legislation to insure their own continued success

They’ll rend the very fabric of the living world and belittle you for not putting people first
They’ll always chant of costs in jobs and money over environmental and safety concerns
They’ll pass you at full noisy throttle then brake hard to turn off at the very next corner
They’ll eat the pus-like middle of their white bread and then toss the phony crust aside

They’ll speak of a love of peace while subsidizing their weapons-making donors with no-bid contracts
They’ll pray to a god who rationalizes all of their greedy and short-sighted actions
They’ll glowingly praise democracy while buying up votes and peddling their influence
They’ll ignore you completely until it might cost them a bit of power or just a little money

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

No Time To Lose Once Again

I got no time to lose, whoa up, in fact I’m already late once again
There’s always something else I’ve just got to hurry up to get over with

I’m trying to save a little more time without cutting any real corners
Once I get a bit ahead I’ll betcha we’ll escape from this hurried blur

I’ve got this pressure from their agenda bearing down upon me
I’m working hard to hold up my tiny edge of their blanket of corporate illusion

I’ve got no time to lose so I can only stay for just a minute
There was something else I needed to ask you about, but now I have to go

I’m planning on a short retreat to get in touch with my inner self
Gotta roll right now though, there’s so much left to do today

Woke up real early cause I worked way too late again last night
Gonna catch up on some sleep just as soon as this thing settles down

I’m running a little behind again so I’m just driving a little faster
I’ll grab something on the way and call you from the airport

I’ve got no time to lose since our asses are all hanging out
I’m not sure of what I’m  learning but I’ll sort that all out later

I was blinded by a glimpse of the sunrise as I pulled onto the freeway
Scheduled some time with my mom and only took a couple of calls

The kids don’t appreciate that there are other things that I’d like to be doing
They’ll thank me for it later when we can all get away together

It’s just that I’m behind the curve and I can feel the 8 ball coming
If I should even slow my pace a bit our competition would thunder right on by us

I got no time to lose even though there’s something painful in my shoe
Yes, don’t worry, I’m concealing your quick and dirty behind their just for now

I’m still trying to get up to speed with our current vision going forward
I’m all tied up this month but we should get together with the kids real soon

I’ve got your phone and email somewhere so I’ll ping you sometime
But I gotta get moving on even faster cause I got no time to lose once again

Monday, March 21, 2011

Vagabond Koans (7)

Return to a Reality
making music, sipping tea and reading books
eating healthy, staying calm and sleeping well
walking early and feeling fine
the tragedy of marijuana

………
gathering of the requirements
water boiling on the gas
waiting cup steams and steeps
the portable warm glow of green tea

………
heading back at last
almost out of sights to see
weather keeps on getting colder
there is still this place called home

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village lights twinkling far down the beach
waves come up with morning tide
fog on mountain as fishermen prepare
rooster to wake me before the dawn

………
salt residue left by the fog
dust layers mixing on every window
scraps of paper and lint on floor
details I grew pleased to ignore

………
ragged shirt and dirty shoes
wild hair and untrimmed beard
moving our snail house upon our backs
fitting somewhere into Mexico

………
up before the sun
cool desert wind blowing
the sound of wind chop far below
last day upon the Baja

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new trailers and powerful pickup trucks
camp gizzies and play toys unfolded and erected
safe food brought from home
bow again unto the weekend holiday happy camper