my self : the muse

Month: October, 2013

Evergreen Wastelands

Evergreen wastelands –
whinos, druggies, pimps and whores.
Allen’s dreamworld became forever.
The negro streets dawned
– naked and mad.
And we’ve still got our Atom Bomb
– in this ever glorious now..
this never ending now..
this awesome..
this fucked..
this beautiful..now.

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Ahead

Tread lightly.
God’s headlights outrun ours,
casting shadows.
Four ‘me’s — and an ‘I’
can’t see what’s coming;
already left what’s been;
and now this.
Lurching about;
from here to there.