You'll know the places
I've gone,
through my poems
(my love)

Shield of Achilles,
mostly depicting
peacetime,

However we single out,
as did the fleet footed hero,
the glory of victory
(aided by the gods)

HEY OSHO

Remember that time we jumped
off the cliff

Sannyas while the band played
rose petals
cosmic field of dragonflies

intrepid spiritual warrior
unafraid naked
shadows

heavy machines
with our broken apparatus

all the philosophy infused
into your bloodstream
by crazy dreams

(the way your chemicals unhinged
at the sight of raw truth)

How could it be so taboo,
the essential
passions of heartglow

(heated our blood to a boil
cured all ills
every cell alive)

The facts are
subjective

I remind you of a truth
too bold to face

Easier to look
away
look away

Dixie flag burning
haunted memories of
what was stolen

(the fast machines can
heal me)

My cave is filled with only
power

Those river nights
(empty space of us)
we each hunt

Some ecstatic dream
elusive

(the problem with stopping
time, is
it just hangs there)

You'd have to be willing to
burn down everything you
know

let me find the way back
to my heart-
cave

no machines
can save us
(lust of highway magic
open pipes screaming)

Fog lifting speed
hurtling bodies
towards fatal
death/crush

(planetary motions draw
us in preconceived
algorithms)

blood on the stars