NOT FOR SALE

Like a black hole at the heart of an atom

Your paradise is a slippery slope to hell

I can tell because I more than once fell

Yet was rescued at the nick of the bell.

BALL PLAY

Here is moving past 

the ageing sorrow 

to kick the bucket 

scare the chickens 

in spoiled waters

with steroid pollute

I swallowed enough

while still at school.

In begotten karma

I salute you all

of raging fury

am a little dreary

here comes the ball

I kick it abrupt

I kick it high

to score a goal

right into the sky.

Let me ask you why

you ate the cow

before I figured how

to drink the milk.

I am on my way

to the forgotten land

where I’ll dish the news

in tomahawk scraps.

It has been a while

since I caught this bug

reluctant to leave

without a hug.

The brass is shifting

a nation drifting

right down the Nile

no room for denial

they’ll be grifting

the Sphinx in a while.

THOUGHTLESS

AUGHT NOUGHT MUCH THOUGHT

At the negation of inherent existence 

the mind is emptied in dire container

a head as clear when turned around

been cleansed of any trace of doubt.

Nothingness is where all this sprouts

embrace emptiness, cherish solitude

stillness of mind will disperse clouds

open your heart wide, avoid attitude.