fool for all

Every girl in the world oughtta be Daddy’s girl, but the world isn’t open to reason. Never left second best never fail any test, she should know Daddy loves her like Jesus. Rock’n’roll, rock-a-bye, rocky road gotta ride, rock of crack ‘cuz there’s no rock of ages. Hand to hold ages old, never led to…

need to be

cold terror and a rage at seeming: wanting the real to break through these pale perceptions and saturate the world with colors torn from the light in defiance – swaths of experience sweeping the sky, drawn by breath into banners – the dark core at the heart of all longing pleading mayhem. I have a…

is

is, always the searching from, to and for the edge, the boundary, borderline, balance of absolutes, the opposite-annihilating point of view, is a hunger there, need, how the universe sings, how we dance predator’s dances in anguish, how we hunt for the words to convey it, as if our only joy is the spreading of…