Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Saturday, June 22, 2019

After You've Gone



on the sidewalks of new york
the people are the thing
they talk about the energy
energy's the thing
multitudes in motion
been that way a long, long time
multitudes in motion
the daily bump and grind

a symphony of movement
gershwin's jazz, the blue lights
 someone crosses delancey
so much laughter in the night
the people are in motion
beyond time out of mind
out of mind

what's that above your head
topless towers of ilium?
what's that hovering
recovering
all that you dread?
the drones were an addition
just another buzz on high
deliveries and videos
singing telegrams, fly fly
then the folks down on 5th avenue
began to shake and cry
the drones were buzzing by

today there are no people
today there are no fights
just electric insects flying
they hardly ever bite
they hardly ever bite

a symphony of movement
gershwin's jazz, the blue lights
 someone crosses delancey
so much laughter in the night
the people are in motion
beyond time out of mind
out of mind

what's that above your head
topless towers of ilium?
what's that hovering
recovering
all that you dread?
the drones were an addition
just another buzz on high
deliveries and videos
singing telegrams, fly fly
then the folks down on 5th avenue
began to shake and cry
the drones were buzzing by


Saturday, May 25, 2019

Just sit tight



we wanted jesus to come with the rain
we wanted lightning and thunder insane
we just didn't want them
in our house

we wanted the poor to stay inside
we wanted junkies to lay down and die
we just didn't want them
in our house

the wicked, the sick, the infirm and the lame
are crawling up the sidewalk, our everlasting shame
when they ring the door bell
just sit tight
whatever you do
just sit tight

oh, god, oh my lord
oh, baby, i do get bored
i get bored and then i tremble
oh, baby, the end times are near
i got two tickets, grab me a beer
let us all assemble
on the open plain
on the open plain
the rivers of blood
the deserts of bones
missiles from eagles
bombs from the drones
oh, baby, i do get bored

go tell carl it's okay, or so we say
he sits on the couch and waits for the day
we're sorry
but not in our house

we changed all the locks, got a brand new key
we lost it when we fell down to our knees
we can't find it
in our house

the wicked, the sick, the infirm and the lame
crawling up the sidewalk, our everlasting shame
when they ring the door bell
just sit tight
whatever you do
just sit tight

oh, god, oh my lord
oh, baby, i do get bored
i get bored and then i tremble
oh, baby, the end times are near
i got two tickets, grab me a beer
let us all assemble
on the open plain
on the open plain
the rivers of blood
the deserts of bones
missiles from eagles
bombs from the drones
oh, baby, i do get bored

we wanted jesus to come with the rain
we wanted lightning and thunder insane
we just didn't want them
in our house

we wanted the poor to stay inside
we wanted junkies to lay down and die
we just didn't want them
in our house

***


Thursday, May 23, 2019

Oh, no you didn't

how to do it?
how to jump in and do it?

just jump in, some would argue.
leap, hop, spring
just do it
whatever it is:
magma cursing
or
farm blandishments
or
regulatory belching.

just.do.it.

***

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

i wave goodbye



nobody mourns at the gates of the city
nobody cries at the casket, the cradle, the bed
how many lovers all vanished in the shedding of time?
nobody counts all the bodies that held me, once mine?

nobody stands on the corner and waits for the rain
nobody dances in memory of all of the pain
how many lovers are waving from beyond the grave?
how many numbers are counted that nobody craves?

i cannot see you, i cannot feel you
i cannot reveal to you, i cannot expect you to stay
except in a picture i kept
i cannot feel you, except in the tears that i wept
i wave goodbye
i wave goodbye

nobody holds me the way that you once held me
nobody looks down and takes me inside her country
i see the lights, with you just a shadow at dawn
nobody holds me, there's nothing to ever hang on

i cannot see you, i cannot feel you
i cannot reveal to you, i cannot expect you to stay
except in a picture i kept
i cannot feel you, except in the tears that i wept
i wave goodbye
i wave goodbye

nobody listens, nobody needs to, or ever agrees to
nobody wants to play this way...



***

Job Description


i saw a woman
dancing with her death
extra care was spent
in her careening traipses
in the folds of her fate
everybody's fate was her skirt
flowing, puffing, teasing

so beautiful
so very beautiful
nothing else to say

***

Thursday, May 16, 2019

Wall Questions


do you care to climb again
after sinking in the sin
do you want to test your limbs
against the sky?
is it hard to shred your hands
into bleeding rubber bands
as you sweat and grunt and gasp
before you die?

***

Friday, May 10, 2019

Happy Mother's Day and Night


All the petals, on the rose
Will fall someday upon your toes
This is neither wrong nor right
Happy Mother's Day and Night!

All the thorns that pierce the skin
Guard the beauty that lies within
If you can see with more than sight
Happy Mother's Day and Night!

All the births that usher forth
In the east, west, south and north
Be you brown or black or white
Happy Mother's Day and Night!

If no child ever came
Sing a song with secret names
Let them fly just like a kite
Happy Mother's Day and Night!

The tears that fall are made of gold
They fall like hearts beneath the fold
Affirm what is already right:
Happy Mother's Day and Night!

***

Friday, April 26, 2019

Two Beautiful Dogs


two beautiful dogs
riding past on logs
could both give a listen
to all of your dissin'
and laugh at the croak of the frogs

two beautiful hounds
emitting howls that abound
might stop for a bit
then both take a shit
to decorate all of the grounds

two wonderful friends
eternal, right to their ends
with a wag of their tails
and hearty farewells
and biscuits, a proper stipend

***



Monday, April 08, 2019

3 Prongs in the Fountain






I took electricity
and made my Country, Tis of Thee
and plugged it into mountains wide
and filled up caves with rotting hides
No crime was here, I oft declared
no crime here, just some naked bears
When spring came, they stirred and rose
and looked to put on furry clothes
I scrambled, blinking, into the sun
I found that I was everyone
And everything itself was me
I took again, electricity
In front of me? the older priests
drunk on blood of older feasts
behind me? weapons of life
my hollow guns, my bowie knife
America!  I ooze and howl
America!  So fair and fowl!
So radiant, so cold and pure
The rivers crashing, without cure 
The current and the mad monks raging
particles of god arranging
the violence poured, into the night
I basked in rotting rays of light
I cannot climb again so far
To weep and dance with distant stars
No memory lives past heaven’s gate
No memory and no talk of fate

***

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Downtown Portland--Greyhound is the One That's Found


Sunday, February 17, 2019

Trump complained about "Bad Constitution" then this happened

Hats off to the Steely Dan T-shirt Crowd
Five brands that I can hardly stand to wear
Including yours and mine and Ivankas’s over there
I can see the press is talking 
Outside the prison yard
Illegal immigration
On our southern boulevard

Yes I’m likely insane
And I’m laughing at the climate change
I’m choking on a chicken bone
Honey, drizzle drazzle drozzle drome?

Bad constitution and a mashie niblick my friend
Swinging at the Top Flite in the thick of the O-B
By Mar-a-Lago with a
National Emergency out on the weekend

You lifeguards, you sweating in the heat
You wear that MAGA logo
Compliments of good old me
Want to hang out at the pool?
The place where all can see
When the Orange One’s jumping
Cannonballs for all to see

Yes I’m likely insane
And I’m laughing at the climate change
I’m choking on a chicken bone
Honey, drizzle drazzle drozzle drome?
Bad constitution and a mashie niblick my friend
Swinging at the Top Flite in the thick of the O-B
By Mar-a-Lago with a
National Emergency out on the weekend
***