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Take Five for Satori, a Three-year Old ~ Monday, September 7, 2026

Strange, as a teen, I did not realize Silly me, not to be born as Buddha transcend this world and all phenomena reality becomes present-at-hand arguments lost sit within a mudra no gaining thoughts sit within emptiness given loving-kindness, Philomena everything, you see, castles made of sand as a child, how I did not realize sorrow as suffering and loneliness aggression masks the triggers of the past terror feeds upon past trauma, mama every day is the same, the die is cast everyone looks the other way, llama notes our delusions of grandeur, surprise I was born in Bombay, as you may know difficult to forgive, not knowing why innocence as a child destroyed by chance destroyed by choice, Performance, a game show nothing but ten years of horror and shame obviously, I must transcend the sky touch a cloud, as ships pass, a look askance rebounds off the backboard, off the blackboard enter grade school, already crushed, to blame another for my fate, I have no voice l...
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Disentangled ~ Tuesday, September 1, 2026

Your death affected so many people only, at the time, I could not process until decades later, an old man now remembering your decision, simple done deal, maybe you saw no other choice even if I were happy, I confess as the years pass, I feel lost, I feel slow that I could not foresee how life plays out how after three decades, I found my voice acceptance of the facts is not easy forgiveness is even harder than loss forget what took place, I get so queasy embracing the impossible, I toss coins in the air, heads, I win, tails, I pout teddy bear gone, tears on my pillow, doubt empties the church, faith rings from the steeple dying at such a young age, if I knew somehow, nobody saw what was coming obvious in hindsight, like a dimple maybe you smiled the last time we hung out as if I could remember, I was blue nothing I could do to help you, humming your favorite tune, I never knew, no time perhaps, after six months, maybe, no doubt every single one of your friends ...
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My Face in the Window on the Night Train ~ Saturday, August 29, 2026

Identity passes through each crisis difference in appearance, apples and pears engineered since time immemorial nothing explains The Myth of Sisyphus to people better than the camusesque if identity creates what appears tying skeins before a memorial yes, what is positive is in the mind Status changes into the kafkaesque takes on the character of the culture as beyond our present vision, values tussle in the citadel, a vulture understands sheep outside the banlieues still taste as delicious as humankind
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Hwæt! ~ Saturday, August 29, 2026

Listen! The narwhal bacons at midnight A majestic unicorn with two horns maybe it is a double-tusked narwhal a corpse whale with two narrow projections jester, the executioner's block scorns even King Harald does not mind the smell still, the head of a narwhal is not small tic-tac-toe, noughts and crosses, cross sections inedible as Hákarl with a shot considered considerate, the death knell understood by the Church for the dead king no one knows why the jester speaks of fish invest in the business of Feste and sing carols to King Harald, do as you wish or follow Kempe and Armin on the dot remember, remember, right at midnight nobody meets to eat bacon, to snack withholding evidence at Brandywine if Conway, Gates, and Arnold were bound tight thoughts of revolution, mere anarchy honors the dead king with a clear attack two-handed swordplay, your pearls before swine words of wisdom at the end of his rope old files on an old fart, patriarchy holds a dilemma, the...
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Bessy and Milk-Bone® ~ Thursday, August 27, 2026

All Creation in the Blink of an Eye for Ian and Katie and Miles As if everything were made up, I wake left to fall asleep in a dry bathtub left in case, ready to lose my cookies Creation in the blink of an eye, rake red leaves in October, wake up in bed each moment somewhere else, under a shrub as time becomes unfixed, sit in Nookies to eat breakfast before work on Sunday in the blink of an eye, I feel well fed on my plate, an empty skillet, I ate nothing but The Mediterranean in the blink of an eye, I wake up late nothing but scat at Subterranean the eye no one can see, sees all decay heaven help me, I wake up, what is real everyone appears strange, The Twilight Zone Blink twice if you know the truth in a lie lift me up and put me to bed, I steal intelligence, walk a mile in my shoes nothing but Hanging on the Telephone kindness is the hardest life for a spy organized crime in Chicago, the files fill one exabyte storage drive, the Blues answer the Blackhawks o...
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All Creation in the Blink of an Eye ~ Thursday, August 27, 2026

If I lived this life all over again for the eternal return of the same I would write this poem on the toilet like I am doing now, I would do, then if now is then, again, and then is now versions of the same story, without blame every day, exactly the same, I bet dice rolled differently, I may not look twice this life of suffering, full of sorrow his mind was the same, just slightly different in this life, or the next, would I notice still, allegedly, I would know, I sent life a letter asking for happiness if I ask for love, a little more spice for me, too much of a good thing is fun except the pendulum swings with my mood again and again, this same life, say no life is variety, burnt by the sun life is unexpected, otherwise dull over and over, learn never to brood versions of the same tale, as I now know endlessly the same thing, nothing changes return of the same, to watch a seagull again and again, must I say, yes, yes give an affirmation, not once but twice ...
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Sublimation ~ Wednesday, August 26, 2026

Why is six scared? Because seven ate nine. Why are things this way, what if they were otherwise, I asked my brother how he would just sigh, wishful thinking on his part, things were otherwise yes, he found me dull and dimwitted as a child, a boy with no sense is this all there is, is there not an escape hatch, go ask your mother so much like his dad, my dad, too, as I was told, question everything suck up to no one, take a beating like a man, love wears a disguise insecurities, two boys from foreign countries, it makes a difference xenophobia in the land of slavery, the former slave trade suck it up, beat boys, ripe mangoes in the jet age, the zebra crossing care for some answers, ask not my older brother, he could not care less as for the distress, as to the pink elephant, walking on eggshells rest assured, no one talked about their trust issues, their feelings, I guess everyone forgives the alcoholic at home, in meetings, hell's bells denial, a force magnetic in its...
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