monkey

am i snake? the one i fear most

rustle in undergrowth (moist)

could hurt those I love (most);

bite.

no. i am monkey:

silliest clever and cleverest silly,

proud hurting; but plays

kite - 

stream of diss

Donna's back in fits of rage and
Rik Mayall the easterm sage
Is eating m'donner bap;
'xcuse me, could I've m'money back?

laudate

while sighing for the Universe

I lie in-cap-acit-at-ed;

every tiny movement,

a mile-long post, my life expended;

but I haven't quite returned

to thoughtless grass yet,

so with my last willed instinct,

colour formed and focussed beyond

gray fog of thought;

I think of your mercy,

the sweet tapestry that binds

race, space, banner and time:

and dissolve into your arms.

lamp

the lamp you burn at midnight hour

the dream you keep from turning sour

I had your eyes when I took flight;

how do you sleep at night?

B

I'm angry at his death
For all the wrong reasons, I guess;
At 3 no one should have to leave
How do their parents grieve?

He did not deserve to go
And me; I'm angry I had to know.
And guilt; that I'd rather look away
And deny such things happen;

And fear; that it could have been
My child. The innocents.
I shudder. There are no words.

No proper ones, anyway.

And so, I'm given away. 
Only emptiness remains,

And for me my selfish anger
And for them their gaping pain.

on earth as in heaven

one thought keeps coming back:

that though we're like ants,

crushed at any time,

our love for someone,

our love fragile,

scatters back light

from eternal sunshine;

that however futile

our hopes for our lives,

one thing remains,

and cannot be taken back

from the imprints of time:

we have loved.

unexpected guest

hope, you have a way of turning up uninvited

just when I was settled for the night

with trusty despair by my side

against reason I'm drawn to a contrarian Jew

what better conspiracy than to further His rule