The lonely night calls out
but none can hear her cries.
Try as she might, her doubts
turn all her truths to lies.
See beyond the purple cliffs,
we respond with fitful fits
flitting like bees to nest.
She belongs where she admits
she sang her song, and myth acquits,
committing peace to rest…
My grey eyes gaze at grey skies
I realize it was all lies.
No one’s wise when faced with truth,
omnipotence of youth
melts like an ice cream cone on a summer’s day
and all I can say is I’m sorry…
Electric explosion.
Fantastic rainbows raining down from on high.
Like a beggar stealing an apple pie from a window sill,
still shrilly shreiking,
scheming, screaming,
no, speaking softly;
a paranoid shoulder-peek from lofty
unloving pupils creak
as bloodshot eyes lurch,
searching for escape when none exists…
Toe-tapping,
soul-grabbing
soliloquy of perjury
clouding consciousness of conscience.
Why are we here?
Lies turn to tears.
“Follow me.”
Where are we going?
There is no knowing.
“Wait and see.”
Like a lost lamb I look around but no one’s there…
Downstairs death stares
electrodes fry her temples
Dr. Freeman taps the ice pick.
Lightning strikes temples of gods long dead
cottontail rabbit diligently digging his hole.
Downstairs death stares
like lilies of the field
scorched by the late summer sun
the Son commends His spirit
neath the cheering of the bloodthirsty throng.
Downstairs death stares
waves of horsemen and archers under one flag exact revenge on waves of horsemen and archers under another
all ignoring the nagging truth:
If compassion be honest, no sin remains.
Downstairs death stares
but what about up above?
With a vacant stare He looks down there
like a puzzled mechanic under a hood
and God saw that it was good…
The Romney/Ryan team has distanced itself from comments made by Todd Akin, a six-term congressman running against incumbent Democrat Sen. Claire McCaskill, who, when asked in an interview broadcast Sunday on St. Louis television station KTVI if he would support abortions for women who have been raped, replied:
“It seems to me first of all, from what I understand from doctors, that’s really rare. If it’s a legitimate rape, the female body has ways to try to shut that whole thing down.”
We know God takes care of these kinds of problems. Remember the Salem witch trials, where a women would be proven innocent only by drowning in the throwing-the-accused-into-the-water ordeal.
To be fair, both Romney and Ryan have stated on more than one occasion that they oppose giving women the right to choose in any event, including rape or incest. Corporations, since they are now people, should have more rights than the gentler sex.
Should these kinds of policy positions, as well as turning Medicare into a voucher system, privatizing Social Security and cutting taxes on the one percent while raising taxes on everybody else, hurt the Romney/Ryan ticket enough to stop them from defeating President Obama this November? Many on the Right say “no”, and I happen to agree with them. With an enormous money advantage, and new voter-suppression laws in several states that Obama won last time around, the numbers don’t lie.
I’ll be voting for Obama, but I’ll be in the minority.
Thin line of blood trickling down a skinned-knee
divining flood; brittle the crown begins thee.
Once one wonders when they then thunder three
like leavened heavenless breaths friends asunder flee.
Bitterest brine tickling throneless Guaranís
far before unforrested fetters finally fluttering free.
Marking as unremarkable as the fable once decreed:
Begone! Began her long-lost last soliloquy…
a little bit of everything else 