Posts for June 1, 2025 (page 19)

Thank the Muses there is no such thing.
The billionaire overlords can’t fire us.
We never worked for them. 

They cannot make us justify the value
of our work. We have never contributed
to the gross domestic product. 

They cannot take away our livelihood.
We never had a salary, benefits.
We don’t believe in retirement.

All we ever had or have is our work.
Tinkering with words, shaping them
into a sword to slay pomposity

into a light to blind the demon untruth,
into laughter that turns the stomping 
monster back into a mouse. 

A small glass lantern with metal joints 

833 W Main St, Lexington, KY

It’s very personal, how you die. 
Grief is not linear; it has no timeline. 
When you don’t grasp the value of presence, when you’re not truly paying attention, then everything becomes a surprise. 
Not all signs need to flash; sometimes, it’s barely a whisper, yet you heard it. 
If you don’t listen to what’s unfolding, your experience, in general, is limited. 
I hope my grave in the cemetery has a beaten path.

Take a Japanese cherry blossom when the wind is gone from her lift and drag. Pink beauty hiding fury, hanging in sprawling regalia like Jimi Hendrix’s outrageous coif.

Comes wind, she grows.
Then it goes.

Now, branches no longer swayed are vegetal.

The Creator appears, we cannot but dance.

Then Creator hides:                and we listen like lettuces.
                                                    cry, pomegranates.
                                                    pray, prostitutes.
                                                    promise, drunkards.
                                                    plead, condemned men.
                                                    trust, newly planted seeds.
love.