12272010

manipulation is as old as creation

and how vibrantly it still survives!

powerful, not by its own devices

but by those who keep it alive

though the tragedy is not that manipulation lives

but that it believes itself a winning card

or maybe those who manipulate

believe themselves the winners

the scorers, the smart

insults to the intelligence

i don't appreciate them

i don't receive

i don't indulge

i don't oblige

instead

without a moment's pause

without a second thought

i discard

12262010

night dreams come 

in unexpected inhalations

i swallow them

i choke on them

they impose

i bow down

i don't rise

they are my jailers

they hold the keys

***

daydreams come

in expected exhalations

i propel them

i expel them

they oblige

i lift them

i drop them

they are my puppets

i pull the strings

12232010

come

sit down

rest with me

inside a silent moment

and let your soul

rest and linger

in silence

too

12222010

explosion of thought

eruption of imagination 

a peace… yes, peace

that’s it... that's it

a peace that is 
here one moment

but broken the next
the disturbance of dry days 

parched... yes, parched
like desert sands 

when the mind is blank 

or lacking stimuli

those things that 

pull. trigger. shoot. 

a thought into existence 

out of the stagnant womb 

where it rests. and lingers.

and festers. and rots.