Pretend to hope
War is going on, going to go on, past the start
On to the next
Naught to do
I am focusing on the next film festival
I clocked a meditation
I will get a tattoo with my sons
I will go to Mexico with my sons
Too late to "re-litigate" they say
Let's see if the other party can do any better, they say
They wore us down
One can't even write a letter
No sense to engage
I will be a non-atheist
I will never travel on The Darjeeling Limited
I will be free of money
I will read every restaurant review and art show reviews and follow each theater opening in the New York Times
I don't have to go
I don't have to go to India
The three rich sons pretending
Not to be envied, respected, or scorned
Peter, Francis, Jack
Seeking all the spiritual places they can buy
They will find them in spite of their money
I will find them in spite of
or because of
lack of
the same
Bush isn't seeking
The money hides the forest
Seeking more or keeping more money
Travel gives material
Writing comes from travel
The futility of letters to the editor
The futility of ignoring the war
Helplessness
The sense that they want us to give up, to relent, to relax
That was their plan all along
Two 20 minute TMs per day
Dreams
Crossword puzzles
Poems
Dreams: Lee moved the washing machine
If you want to make God laugh, make a plan
Outline a book
Film festivals are the answer
Pray for Colombia
How can we help?
Other than give money, how can we help?
Take
Take from them
Take from them, spirit
Bush, trapped by the system of Mammon, takes
Takes the wrong thing
Takes not spirit
Replenishes forever, drowns, never knows
Blindness keeps him
On the surface
But drowning just the same
Water torture
Someone else shops for him
What could be worse?
Saturday, March 15, 2008
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