I Am ConfusedI am confused. I am confused.What is? What is?What is?What is not?I am confused.I am confused.Guide me. Guide me not.He guides me. She guides me not.She guides me. He guides me not.He is. He is not.What is?What is not?She is.She is he and he is she.Or is she he and is he she?I am confused, for I am confused.I am what?
Ash and SnowDo you remember the butcher;his man-fed pies?Do you remember the farmer;his meat supplies?Remember the lives of long ago,as I walk through the land of snow.Do you remember the florist;her healthy soils?Do you remember the officers;how they toiled?Remember the times of long ago,as silence rings the land of snow.Do you remember the coroner;the crematorium calls?Do you remember the minister;how he falls?Remember the rhymes of long ago,as puzzles make the land of snow.Do you remember the firesand how they burned?Do you remember the childrenwho won't return?Remember the cries of long agoas ash now fall
Greener GrassIn threefold leaps I cross the seaof sand and heat and venom greenTo reach the grass of phoenix ashis all my goal from eyes unseenFrom fields browned not long agoI've stared at fields of phoenix goldFrom dry dirt with thinning hairmy feet will fly as shadows foldWhat lies upon the other sidewhere all come back with breathless livesWho doth know what lies beyondthe arms of breath and timeSo now I land with open heartto grasp that hold of never partWith closed eyes I drink the viewof more dry dirt as to my startAnd so I stand without a signof that garden from divineJust my cloth have I nowin a land of naugh