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Hammering Away

Slay away
and cut with swaths
so great
don’t wait
swing the scythe
pay the tithe
diatribe
kill your tribe
swing your scythe
with no rythym or ryhme

Feel the burning
feed the yearning
try try try
to speed up the turning
it’s all about you
and the way you feel
and your own helplessness
in the way you deal
your lack of capability
your own vulnerability
that you do refuse to see
in favor of hatred
and enmity

Great swaths of thought
like giant rocks
no distinction
no end
no diversity
no bend
just flat and endless
and all the same
and here you are
and you stake your claim
and there’s nothing new
and there’s nothing novel
except the virus
but you won’t grovel
you won’t beg
you won’t wonder
you won’t explore
you won’t surrender

And I understand
I really do
I’ve been there
locked and loaded too
and firing at everything
that’s in my way
and forgetting my life
and my love of play
and forgetting my love
my love for the day
and instead hammering
hammering away.

Trust

Trust is a product
not a slogan.
It is the result
not an assumption.
It’s tricky though…
and as delicate as silk
and as strong.
It is an environment
like air
you live in it
and breathe it in
and compost it’s waste
and have refinement
it is alive
like a fish
it can grow
and become strong
and wise
or it can be reeled up
and filletted
and devoured
or just left to
die and rot
from which it can spring again.

If you want to build trust
with me
first we must find common ground
and then we must agree
that neither of us knows
what he is doing.
Completely.

And once we have created
the space
to wonder
how to live
together
together
we can begin to build.

And you may never
be allowed
to call a rock
a bird,
and if you do call a rock
a bird
I must, by virtue of your own desire
for trust,
point out to you
that you have forgotten
the nature
of what it is you speak about.

And this agreement
by virtue of our common desire for trust
is the method
and the trust.

The agreement
flawlessly executed
is the Trust.

It is nothing else.
it is nothing else.
it is nothing else.

Or else it’s everything else,
Because
what do I know?

And so,
let’s build.

The Manager

The wind does refresh
My fear does relinquish
and a cost comes into focus
the cost of observing
the cost of paricipating
the cost of breathing
is not only death.

So this seems gloomy
because being a good distance
away
from your humanity
is gloomy.

And yet I will drink my gloom
and I will be changed
by the drinking
and this
also
is
humanity.

And the dancing
the dancing
flowers
in unison
the power
beyond me
subliminity
watching
another human
your aching, aching heart
breaking
as the flit
of a yellow moth
blows
with no sense;

Your aching
aching heart
is not equipped
and must be overwhelemed.

Your mind
ever the ally
will try everything
to manage
to manage
to manage
to manage

Do you like to manage?

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