gather ing souls /

& what

storm is in my eye

& i'm think ing

if a bible is the only thing you have left in this world
clutch it / & dare breathe air / fetid / sick

/ hear it a lot late lee

don't turn on the tv / net's enough for me

want to hear / truth /

final lee / to day / one news paper
& i'm total lee / de press ed / too much
pain in this world / & i wonder



what the fuck are we doing /

it ain't much / not much @ all













& i am lost between crazy a gain / trancers &
drug addicts / & i wonder / how long does it take

be fore the sun right's it self / & if one sat on a roof
how long would it take to fall off / roll in to the nite
& i'm think ing about snakes & alligators & sharks &
fire ants / /

& st.ill / / i remain / lost between a pack of cigarettes &
the urge to / run

it's all in your mind


& september stays summer




i swear it was the rant ings of / well / it was some thing
poet / perhaps / for get ing lines / remember ing

points of light / / halos of white / /

& that cloud / it hung / black / full of souls
i could hear the cry ing / /

but that was yesterday / & now / nite falls / fell

i think the stars are out

it's black i say / this nite / who fell / falls /

i'm fall ing again




& some where ///


lost in the mountains / vitamin kay crowd gathers for a trance

send the love / they say
feel it / / & the crops are in
& really no body gives a fuck
cause there are so many things to do
places to go people to meet pounds to move
it's in the street / i tell you / it's in the street

& the hipp ees / the funk ees / street people
abound / / & the city police say / close the
soup kitchen / it's bring ing in the violence

& they have no idea

what's really bring ing in // what's really bring ing in

the violence













& i close my eyes / let nite fall /

it fell all around me
but i was okay with
that / some thing about
surround ing my self
in white light / some
thing about / letting go





i can do that / you know









out side / garden turns autumn / & all day
small boys / run run run / / play guns / /
they make knives out of lego / whoop yell
bang against the house / / certain lee / tears

& i'm driven in desperation / to the thot of
school in 3 days / & how will i make it /
morning all ways / comes too soon

& the tired sets in / oh the joy of an empty house

*giant sigh of relief












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