Old Man Walking

“I don’t have to get very far
in order to walk a long way,”
said the old man…
“Does that make sense?”

“Let me put it another way…
I see the universe in a
short distance.”

Love Poem

I wish I could show you my heart,
but, knowing that you've seen my mind,
I just dissolve.

Could Be

First whiff
from future time and space
of a new realm
of a new love
mystical attractor
wafted into the past
which is now.

Mexican Reality T.V.

Sitting by the roadside,
watching cars go by.

A beat up, white sedan
with something tied to
the roof…the driver opens
and closes his door as he passes.

A white taxi, (one of many),
a piece of pipe sticking out of
a rear seat window.

At the same time: a bus passes
three burros laden with corn
led by two people and a dog.

Here come the cows…twelve
of them…they roadblock a taxi.

Looks like some dogs want to
have sex in the street.

Three men on the other side
of the road squat and drink beer
next to the red tienda.

A taxi with a toilet in the trunk.

Here comes the bus, the gardener
gets on…

roosters….children playing

For Teline

Rasta gal from Iran lived in Mexico....
dreadlocks and antique clothes...
red painted lips and black eyes...
always laughing and telling jokes...
in her forties, still running after boys...
hit by a car last night and died.

You were here the night I fell on my face...
lying on the couch. Your friend said:
"Isn't she the most beautiful woman?"
Holding a rag to my face, I could only say yes.

I Knew I Would Have This Gift Of Time

I knew this when I was twelve.
I didn’t know what would come between…
or what this gift of time would mean….
I only know
I am in this gift of time.

Crumbles

He took the name Crumbles for his clown act,
because his legs were always going out from
under him, and he had to work that into the routine somehow.
He was magnificent and pathetic at the same time…
not just funny…he was a true clown. He could crumble
eighty six different ways. He loved people, but
he couldn’t stand to be around them because of
their stupidity and suffering…so crying was also a large part
of his act. He never figured out why the more he
cried, the more the audience laughed, but he didn’t
care anymore….all he knew was that it was working for him.

Mindwidth

Politics for the swine
slopped by the media
to keep them thinking
inside the trough.

Poetry for the clear seers
who see the way out of the
huge misunderstanding
called existence.

Mindwich

The bread is toasted through years of practice.
Being human a juicy, tasty no problem…
don’t hold the mayonnaise...
the bread is toasted through tears of practice.

Crap Circle

There’s a patch of black gravel just in front
of the joint where I live…roundish…about
three feet in diameter…the dogs crap around it,
not on it, not far from the edge of black gravel.
I think they’re trying to tell me something…
I think they’re trying to tell me there’s too much
information on the internet…miss and
disinformation too…

I think even the dogs are infected by the media.
I don’t think the dogs know what to believe…
but I believe they believe there’s all kinds of crap
at the edge of a big black circle.