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I Light My House on Fire
It is over…
I stare towards my feet as I watch the match drift down to the wood-paneled floor,
wet with kerosene.
I poured it like tears all over this place,
tried to wash away the stain.
I am burning this whole place to the fucking ground.
I smell the smoke of you burning like bodies in an oven at Dachau,
like the frozen remnants in snow drifts.
There is a little place in me
that wants to stop that match in its descent,
but my hatred of you is a too terrible beautiful strain I love to let live.
I am standing like Atlas under the burden of you;
I sterilize the planet,
like a thousand-million Tsar Bombs,
and you are gone.
I have been through a whirl wind of experience and emotion lately- tied to nothing, floating like a feather, – this poem is a peice that is inspired from a place of grounded stillness – from a heart that finds itself renewed- settled, and ready for all that life has to offer- can we all remember a moment where we savored the beauty, bounty, and calm of our world. Satisfied
Brick by Brick
Brick by brick they’re stacked
Layers of mud and brick and oyster
Building firm walls and cupboards
To house trinkets and love affairs
They’ve had
Lining the walls with smiling faces
Colors and momentary majesty
Draped fabrics and soft cushions
Invite you to nibble on chocolate wafers
To sip hot tea and magic in
The scent of sage smoke billows
And a pipe is full of freshness
You draw it in and savor
The light dances upon the
Window
You exhaled satisfied
With the way you have stacked
Your world
TGAP Week 5- Another GITD Experiment
“Flower Sticks: Part 2”
Here is the second, heavier set of juggling sticks (as I mentioned in my week 4 post). These are again made with wooden dowels & inner tube, but this time around I was able to try out some red, white & blue self-fusing vinyl tape. This allowed me to make a very grippy set that’s colorful to boot!
While I prefer the aesthetics of the previous sticks, these are functionally one of the best sets I’ve made so far.
Here is a brief video of them in action:
DC Dichotomy
You slash verse from the budget,
Until it’s got no place
In the curriculum you claim
Reading a mathematical
Text and rote memorization
Of tainted historical facts are
The cure for all that ails us (which
To you is simply the
l
a
g
g
ing e-con-
o-me.) While,
The Poet Laureate sits in
A swanky Washington office and
Fumbles with his pen, wondering
“Why the fuck am I here?” Searching
For a job description (an-
y – where) when he knows
Across The Mall ogres
Argue against art.
So, he swooshes the air
With a sword that seems
To have lost its point. Slammed
Into this world, born
Artists, naked in this story,
(for every yin, a yang,
every tick, a tock,
every flip, a flop,
for every battlefield casualty, a premature birth)
We know, Mr. Conservative,
Why you hate poetry
And wish you could bury
It in some sandy lot next
To back copies of the New
York Times: the truth makes
An ass of you, the butt
Of each joke in poetry and its mirror
News of words.
And time,
Well, time reveals
Your task, Mr. Laureate –
Take that pen down
From above the hearth
To remind us why
Each stanza matters.
I have created a T-shirt design for week 5. This is an idea I have bounced back and forth for a while now. This design is promoting local farming, trading and living a happy, healthy life.
I have a couple of other t-shirt designs that I am hoping to execute as well.
What do you think… should I print it?