We Are Not Dead!

the Mayans
and their calendar
have some people
very disappointed

for now we
ARE NOT DEAD!

plans will have to
     be made
money will have to
     be saved
The years
     stretch out
     before us
     once again...

on the other hand,
If we had died,
The Major Questions
would be answered
by now

we would
know

who we are and
what we will be
where we came from
and who
God
is

we would be sitting
chillin'
with Angels
or
the Other...
     (roasting slowly)

this house is
-so damn cold-
in winter that...
-no-
I cannot say that-
for any reason
what-so-ever
I would want
to go there
but
I take heart
when I think
that if there is only
God
and he/she made all
that even in the depths of
hell
there will be some connection with
the beloved
the one

when the Mayans ripped the hearts
out of living sacrifices
or gave their children prematurely
to their Gods
-What were they thinking-?
and why
would we
for one moment
consider

listening
to
them?

our government seems
sometimes like
it's driving for some cliff
and can't get its act together
but
at least
the inflation and tax sacrifice
which they demand
     of their subjects
does not entail
the still beating heart
of the taxpayer

not yet
anyway



 

The Gods of Jokes and Games

It is over
     it is done
Christmas has
come
and gone
again

One of the few things
(besides life)
That if we just
     wait long enough

Will be over
 -will be done-

No more blasting
Christmas Carols
     until this time
          next year

but
the Gods of Jokes and Games
had me doing those same carols
at the-

"new-age church"...

hours and hours of
practice and chording
and downloading
and then
-of course-
it wasn't just right-
-She -
found a note wrong
a word wrong
-Something
She
didn't like!

and suddenly
-It Was All My Fault- !!
fa-la-la-la-la...la-la-la-la
God forbid
We should get
the wrong number
of La's in....

There's a lesson
     in here somewhere...
Not to take it all
     so seriously-
     Would be one-

To wonder
about teachers
and how they teach
and what they teach
and see
what is reflected
in their lives
might be another

It was fun
to go to the very
     back of the closet
and get the old guitar
out
and dust it off-
     change the strings
get the callouses up again

but then,
like the dog with its tail
or the box with its lid
comes
     the rest of it...

for now
I
am
"the musician"
-would be- musical director-
for our motley
     little group
and expected to perform
     for free
at the drop of
"someone else's hat"

I tell myself
..."This has got to be good karma,
right?"
But the Gods of Jokes and Games
Are not done
     with me

...Now She wants me
     to water the
     plants ...