Fame
becomes your temptress
When hope
becomes a shadow
Greed
becomes your partner
When Plutus
blocks the sun
Darkness
that infatuates
Darkness
shrouding memory
Darkness
that incarcerates
Darkness
— ill begun
(Dreamsleep: October, 2025)
The Great Divide
We choose to live
in different countries
Fortune
gives but one
Divided
at its very core
Two parties
zero-sum
The canyon widens
beyond our reach
Where each side
stands alone
The best of what
we all could be
In hopes and dreams
— below
(Dreamsleep: October, 2025)
Ain\'t That The Blues
She’s familiar …
ain’t that the blues
Sleeping beside her
I always knew
Chipped beef on Monday
Thursday cold stew
Dishes piled high
paycheck gone through
She’s familiar …
ain’t that the blues
Home from work early
today around noon
Mattress was creaking
my pistol I drew
Two shots in my brother
— four more in the flooze
(Chicago Illinois: With Clinton Mace at Cabrini Green – July, 1985)