Friday, January 23, 2009

Turn the Other Cheek

turn that other cheek, figurative and sweet
then shoot 'em in the back, knock 'em off his feet

sheath that sword of truth, dull and rusted
then bury a bullet in the brain, it can't be trusted

watch those guardians descend  unseen
then rain down rockets red, all the good you mean

say a prayer for a piece, heavenly and rich
then clamor for a curse, go to hell you bitch

know the end is near, final and complete
then jump-start judgment with all you meet

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

What's That You Say?

Listen to the melting pot mouthpiece
above the frozen waves
Watch the tower of talk
brush ashore a knave

Observe the fragile dollar
atop that sandy bank
Blurred beneath the noise
foaming white and rank

Silence all the subtleties
of treasures young in fold
Flock to that false fire
burning all but gold