Here's a dead horse I will not beat
Over and done, knocked off his feet

You can try and get a rise out of me
This is one dead horse I will set free

I see you're excited, I hear your side
But I find dead horses give bad rides

So let's let this go, I'll take the blame
and find a live horse that I can tame

What will be with the walkers,
the walkers of this world,
the walkers who have never
had a parking place at all,
not one that they are leaving
so don't ask them if they are,
because they are the spot-less,
ones who never move their car.
They move about independently
of the world of the those who drive
look at them, looking helpless,
wonder how they stay alive.

While Dozing on the Train to Wasaic

~

Altered states

can frighten me:

sleep, dreams, love,

The After Life

;

There's also

a sweetness,

a kindness of

a kindest kind

;

When I wake up,

almost fall asleep;

that something else

I feel I like

April 13, 2009

Them
Others
Be kind
That way
Again
Again
G-d begs
Rearrange
Your urges

Hold on
Feel
Remember
Recall
Again
Again
You are
Strangers
Too

I am reminded always
of what I haven't forgotten.

Free Written Proem

Just home from work which is also school.  Life is work and life is a school.  All work is a school.  But not all work in a school.  I do.  Will I ever say anything like those words in anything like a wedding?  Behold you are holy to me.  Wow.  I want to be holy to someone.  My heart is feeling a little shaky.  Physically. And metaphorically.  I want to go to sleep.  I am sighing.  Today, like many a day people unburdened to me. I don't even want to share it here.