It's time

sometimes

you don't have to wait

for the sky to fall on your head
for the dust to be cleaned out
for the chores to be complete

no epiphany
no haze either
it's simple enough
because it can't wait

what is done is done

even eked out
in the name of practicality
consideration
procrastination
for someone else's cause

rock hard
strewn by the wayside
as regular as a life
could be

tomorrow today yesterday
still creeping
whispering
"what about them"
and this
and that
and all the
baggage???

I have all of me that I need
right now
right here

no clock
no rainbow
no messing around

the desert is beautiful
the sand unmarked
the heat unbearable
and the distance
unfathomable

as of now
I cannot speak
or hear
but I can see

high resolution
anti aliased
untenable?

I will not move

But I will not
turn back


they say

when it's time
you will know


They were right.

Candles for Virginia

Mild misty morning
Touch of grey
Mythic peace
A mood building

Lazy stirring
under fateful bedspreads
Coffee and chatter
In the hallways

Class as usual
Smile as usual
Shrug as usual
Pain as usual

Walls awash with fear
Anger in a box
Smashing through
In Automatic black

Just another morning
for a stone facade
and bare trees
and death foretold

the green lawns were never there
It's still winter

For him
For us
It always will be.

Tweedling

Tweedledum: so that's what you think of me. A grasping insensitive loser
Tweedledee: how dare you- misunderstand again!
T'dum: and you're a nagging nuisance -
T'dee: after everything I did which you didn't even notice
T'dum: I didn't ask you to
T'dee: it was all for you and even then I knew it would come to this
T'dum: when did I say anything was wrong
T'dee: right, it's always me. throw it back
T'dum:I'm going to bed
T'dee:I'm off
T 'dum:zzzzz
T'dee: boo hoo
T'dum: mmmmm
T'dee: this time you really did spoil my nice new rattle

Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Agreed to have a battle!
For Tweedledum said Tweedledee
Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew down a monstrous crow,
As black as a tar-barrel!
Which frightened both the heroes so,
They quite forgot their quarrel.'

(Lewis Carroll)