God is Dead - Nietzsche.

Daddy and I are always here, you know,
Whenever you want us.
We didn’t like the things you said
The last time home.
Bourgeois, you said, and a word which sounded
Very like Atrophied.
Daddy doesn’t like the way you collect
Toilet graffiti,
God is dead - Nietzsche, and the reply
Nietzsche is dead - God.


You can’t expect Daddy to go round
With plate [...]

No Enemies

You have no enemies, you say?
Alas, my friend, the boast is poor.
He who has mingled in the fray of duty
that the brave endure, must have made foes.
If you have none, small is the work that you have done.
You’ve hit no traitor on the hip.
You’ve dashed no cup from perjured lip.
You’ve never turned the wrong to [...]

Ornithology

it is so hard to be earth bound
when yr wings are aching to challenge the high-tide
of a revolutionary wind.
so hard to remain terrestrial when the skin remembers
being bird. and the heart soars back and forth in its
ribbed cage…
the song of the crow gives rebirth to a loneliness that
manifests itself in the flight-time of the life-time.
it [...]