Showing posts with label the void. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the void. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2011

This Ain’t No Boating Accident


This ain’t no tv game show
We won’t be back after some brief message
You won’t need no pain relief
Don’t bother getting up for another beer

this ain’t no traffic incident
oh, we’re way past the last exit ever
go ahead and drink and drive
no need to watch the gas gauge

this ain’t no office party
don’t need no burgers, chips or beer
forget about the sexy secretaries
go ahead and wax your boss

this ain’t no tango lesson
you won’t step on no one’s feet
don’t worry about your shoes
for this will cure that loneliness

this ain’t no drinking binge
don’t bother to swear off again
there won’t be nothing you can’t remember
you’ll never have another hangover

this ain’t no clearance sale
you can’t save no extra money
you can just ignore them newer ads
you got much more than you’ll need

this ain’t no dream vacation
don’t try and fit in that new bikini
you might as well kick way back
the flight home never can arrive

this ain’t no midnight snack
you don’t need to hold the anchovies
you won’t get gas in the night
you can’t gain no more weight

this ain’t no boating accident
jesus ain’t tossing you no lifeline
you can’t drown and you can’t swim
you can’t breathe the air or the water

this ain’t no household chore
you can’t hide out in the garage
there’s nobody gonna nag you
there ain’t no mess to be cleaned up

this ain’t no bible study group
that red ribbon won’t hold your place
you ain’t got a psalm to stand on
you won’t testify in the void

this ain’t no boring family picnic
they won’t pass you jello salad
don’t have to kiss some aunt’s hairy chin
they won’t even have to leave you alone

this ain’t no gambling junket
you don’t need to find a stake
forget about free meals in deluxe hotel suites
you ain’t the one who holds the dice

this ain’t no old folks home
don’t try to stay awake for the kids
you don’t need to roll outside
they’ll come get you in your bed

this ain’t no petty insult
don’t get all like quiet and pissy
no need to act like we’re not here
you won’t know you’re all alone

this ain’t no drug support group
it don’t matter if you’re clean and sober
there ain’t another day to take one at a time
don’t have to introduce yourself as an abuser

this ain’t no friggin camping trip
won’t be roasting any weenies
don’t worry about the sleeping bags
don’t even be afraid of the bears

this ain’t no weekly department meeting
don’t bother fabricating any fairytales
can’t use no visual aids
sucking up ain’t gonna help

this ain’t no kiddies bad dream
you can’t hide beneath the covers
nobody’s gonna come when you cry
the monster’s finally gonna get you

this ain’t no benefit dinner
they won’t seek a financial commitment
you won’t be eatin any rubber chicken
not gonna listen to no inspiring speakers

this ain’t no anger management class
we ain’t sorting out your issues
no need to be aware of your body’s signals
you won’t rage and scream or shout no more

this ain’t no construction detour
you ain’t getting back on the freeway
don’t even look for no street signs
it’s gotten way too dark to read

this ain’t no gaming getaway
you won’t need your extra credit card
it’s all going on your tab
you got nothing anybody wants no more

this ain’t no sports report
it’s all about your failing vital signs
it’s almost time for kick off
just maybe you could lift your head

this ain’t no Baptist revival
brother, you can’t hear Him call
judgment day’s been postponed for good
and jesus don’t know jack about it

this ain’t no birthday cake
it ain’t sweet but it’s stale
nobody’s singing happy birthday
them so-called presents ain’t for you

this ain’t no border crossing
don’t bother to try and sneak across
you got no valid papers
you ain’t goin out and you ain’t getting in


this ain’t no Lotto drawing
all them balls got your number
here’s a wad of free tickets
don’t even scratch ‘em, you’re already a winner

this ain’t no commercial message
they ain’t selling nothing here
you won’t hear no cheery jingles
you won’t need no persuading

this ain’t no final interview
don’t bother dressing up
no need to smile and flash your résumé
you’re already ensured a position

this ain’t no military operation
you won’t even need your weapons
you ain’t been trained to get through this
you ain’t got no squad to fight with

this ain’t no wedding reception
you can’t get drunk and spoil her day
don’t matter if you don’t got no ring
this won’t qualify as a honeymoon

this ain’t no family garage sale
leave your junk in the closets
don’t bother laying stuff out real nice
nobody wants that shit, no how

this ain’t no natural disaster
god ain’t smiting them heathen again
stay out of the basement shelter
they’re already tagging your dead body

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Anonymous Cosmic Mercy


The night sky always fills with a billion stars and the Milky Way
The moon waxing, waning and carries in that fresh and renewing tide
The vast world ocean seen from space, so tiny and blue brings tears to the eyes
Sunrise following sunset all the days of our short but merry little lives

Fresh breezes awaken under clearing skies beneath clean ocean swells
Trout somehow wriggle in tiny streams at 9000 feet of elevation
Snow-capped mountains irrigate endless undulating evergreen forests
A night spent in its coolness exposes the beauty of the open desert

An ancient, old-growth, climax woodland spreads its magic silence
We walk as the earth rotates in its orbit about the sun as it circles our moving galaxy
Truth expands at the speed of light in all directions with no issuing center
Words and images surprise even the artist in their flow from some hidden spring

Eureka inspiration instantaneously solves a long-considered problem
The instinctual urge to love is nourished by the inborn need to be cared for
Holy steaming volcano wreathed in glaciers noses toward the heavens
Inner peace commences, brought on by a gentle rain, beneath a sheltering roof

The entirety of the universe-wide life force echoes fractally on this one small planet
The simple starkness of the limitless and eternal void invisibly surrounds us
The blackness between the stars amid its vast silence envelops our feeble shouts
Grand potency of giant storms coming ashore from far away, places us in our context

The apple tree stands poised in true grace for days, dropping silently spinning blossoms
Tiny streams of consciousness drain into the vast collective unconscious sea
The helplessness expressed by the myriad companion infant life forms entangles us
The wonder of all the microbial cosmos is seen within one simple drop of pond water`

Those trillion separate living cells work together to form one human being
A supreme, indolent adaptation is casually expressed by the vanishing cats of the world
That wondrous black skin and colorless fur disappears right along with the polar bear
The unnecessary gifts called language, culture and self-contemplation amaze us


Waking up every morning, amazingly we find senses and memories both still intact
Whales tail-sail in huge white-capped seas off the African coast just for sport
A tiny shaded stream trickles in a canyon in the midst of some pitiless desert
Dragonflies flicker on their prismatic latticed-winged fairytale lifetime journeys of mere days

The blind good fortune sustains us through no fault of our own
The mantra of the ocean is heard while meditating at a distance from the shore
At last some may realize that they are unable to lose any time, any more
We could be amazed by the rebirth of potential that comes with each and every morning

An opportunity for quiet contemplation is afforded by the lengthening shadows of the fall
A warm shower and feeling clean clothes when it’s been way too long may be a rebirth
Lost sight is miraculously recovered looking through a pair of inexpensive glasses
There is a wonder to formulas which can compute physical phenomena such as gravity

I can even calculate the exact percent of the sun’s energy as it strikes my nose
Life on earth continually re-flourishes despite repeated mass extinctions
We totemize the phenomenal visual acuity of the magnificent birds of prey
There is a sweet spot between the muggy heat of Venus and the bitter dry cold on Mars

The power of mere mental images can spur so much human action
The wolves move in so quietly to resettle their former habitats
With a profusion of languages we all strive to say exactly the same things
The perfection expressed by the common house fly is revealed upon closer inspection

Hummingbird flights become total ballet in ultra slow motion photography
We join the apparent movement of long thunderclaps as they rumble across the horizon
How very long these few very short years can seem to our shortsighted consciousness
A billion separate raindrop prisms conjoin to form a perfect single rainbow

Some of us thoughtlessly enjoy hot water, light, heat and a gas cooking fire on demand
We strive to be totally spent and drained, yet full of a hungry joy
Ice-capped mountains wrinkle up in the collision of vast and thin crustal plates
Driving along at 60 miles per hour we can merely observe as the world passes by


These brief sparks of self-awareness inside the boundless blank that may be the void