~bone damned wonder~

01/09/2012

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~falling down is easy~
~reaching for a helping hand~
~god, oh god~
~where have I landed~
~a man crying out~
~from the bottom of a well~
~it is dark inside my coma dream~
~phantom spirit ghosts I see~
~when I awaken~
~I long for their embrace~
~as those of my own kind~
~they throw me away~
~it is just a~

~bone damned wonder~


~to me~
~the good news is~
~I am able to hobble to the toilet now~
~with the help of my walker thing~
~four times a night~
~twelve steps each way~
~one-two-three-four & rest~
~pain is a bone damned wonder~
~deeper than my need to piss~
~I am possessed of both~
~are possessed of me~

~the bad news is~
~snow, I am cold~
~pain is a bone damned wonder~
~winter in Colorado~
~these hundred & ten pounds of me~
~ache deeper, mark me~
~in waves that didn’t exist~
~seventy-five days ago~
~to the hundred & eighty pounds of me~
~the clinicians sent me a bus pass~
~to this hidey-hole I’m living/dying in~
~the bus stop is four blocks away~
~might as well be in china~
~it’s good solid paper though~
~guess I can use it to start a fire~
~so I won’t freeze to death in this place~

~the so-so news is~
~I am crushed but alive~
~pain is a bone damned wonder~
~that assures me it is so~
~if I ever walk again I swear~
~I will never smash another bug~
~they are my friends here~
~in this warehouse we are kept~
~away from the worst of worst of liars~
~those whom say they are aware~
~& sworn to help the aged, broken & dying~
~the shit-house of my life is on fire~
~those dear ones, emergency services~
~swimming in near & safe waters~
~refuse to splash a bit on these flames~
~they are not ignorant of my plight~
~they are hypocrites, bigots & liars~
  
~whatever was in me is out~
~that I am alive is a~
~bone damned wonder~

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~Mother Teresa Was An Alien~

01/05/2012

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~Christmas in bed~
~smiling in spite of it all~

~Mother Teresa Was An Alien~

~the writing is on the wall~
~brother~
~its message so clear~
~a blind man would know it~
~simply because he is blind~
~helpless in the sense of sight~
~as you are with your body crushed~

~she made a thousand calls~
~because she believed in the system~
~no one called her back until today~
~& that was to tell her to knock it off~
~to cease stirring up trouble~
~assessments take time~
~if you run out of that commodity~
~time~
~the assessors smile smugly~
~confidently~
~after all~
~their job is done~

~on the outside looking in~
~where we’ve always been~
~sheriffs, gruff acting men with guns~
~evicting us when we were children~
~Momma pregnant at work~
~daddy at the bar~
~the empirical collective police state~
~had our number~

~our Cherokee ancestors~
~believed in a heaven on earth~
~where the good people~
~in a life after death~
~would return to live simply~
~the evil ones taken away~
~seems like an attractive dream~
~I doubt that place is here~
~there may be such a place though~
~some folks are so good~
~they must be from somewhere else~
  
~we must do this thing alone~
~there is no room in our spirits for the assessors~
~they have stolen your hair~
~forced you out into the cold~
~your broken body pressed between wheels~
~they are dismissive & afraid~
~it is a high honor~
~to be unwelcome in their camp~
~it is a high honor~
~to be your brother~
~whatever was in me~
~is out~
~I need someone~
~come talk to me~

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