GOODBYE ANGEL; I’LL MISS YOU
Angels can be demons,
at which point they’re dangerous.
They don’t know everything.
Hell, some don’t even know how to count
backwards from 1 to 333.
Angels can only tell us what they know,
& occasionally they seem to know
more than we do,
but that's not what makes them vicious.
No, some angels are vicious by nature;
others learn it from the culture,
& a few...well...a few make up the rules
as they go, clear-cutting redwoods
for theme parks to entertain the ignorant culture,
since it appears the more an ignorant culture remains
entertained the less likely it is to behead you
or nail you to gold-plated crosses sold
by the bazillions at suburban malls.
Yes, angels can be a skittish bunch, nervous
as abused pit bulls, or greenyellow parrot feathers
ripped from naked chests, plucked over 36 years
of being crammed into a 4' by 6' gilded cage.
Anyway, some angels are drop dead gorgeous;
it's not their fault, beauty turns them into demons,
at which point they're dangerous.
RESISTING THE INHERITED LIES
Don’t say there’s a council
to tell us how
we must feel,
what we should believe?
That’s so Roman.
that my government and yours
chooses to pursue a bravado
akin to Alexander the Great’s
in its pursuit
Don’t say that if I’m a lowly woman
I must begin from birth
my eyelashes for death,
because I believe
there’s more to this sorry
story than golden hot-tubs
in 50-star hotels
with flat plasma screens
broadcasting the most unbelievable political elections
of our country’s history?
The doors of perception
above the surface
a lowly German matron in her worst hour of
the color of yellow and black
raging against a sea
to the white argument
that we don’t exist
we already know
that shimmering red veins
on elm leaves
with black splotches
resembling rancid indecision
have more to do
with personal history
than our gilded