NO HOME

(’87 – ’18)

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– They sleep under freeways,
in vacant buildings,
on park benches,
inside cardboard boxes,
in old cars,
on the sidewalk…

– Residents of Los Homeless,
California,
men, women, children, babies,
of flesh and blood and heart,
cold, hungry, scared…
serving a life sentence
of existence.

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IF

(’97)

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– If it weren’t
that I think you are
the most beautiful woman
in the world,
I could say I’m in love with you
for no particular reason.

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POEM WHILE LOOKING AT MY DRAWING OF MICK JAGGER SINGING “SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL”

(’95)

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– “Pleased to meet you,
hope you guessed my name,
if I’m confusing you,
it’s the nature of my game…”

– “You’ll find me anywhere
there are massacres,
poison gas, rapes…
I drown children,
torture prisoners,
spread epidemics,
send bombs through the mail…”

– “The name is Lucifer,
and you could say I’m in need
of some restraint.”

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NOT QUITE LOVE POEM

(’95)

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– Thought of you,
saw you in dreams,
pretended you were mine,
idolized you,
called your name,
and you shouted back:

– “Quit idolizing me
& pretending I’m yours!
& I don’t want to be
in your dreams,
or your thoughts either,
do you understand?!”

– I packed my obsession
& left,
made sure no one noticed
the tear.

– What ever happened
to happy endings?

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HEARTBREAK

(’98) Wrote this as a tribute to Linda McCartney,
who had recently died.

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– Paul is sad…
Linda is gone,,,
he & millions mourn.

– Out of respect,
silly love songs
refuse to be sung.

– Love of his life,
inspiration,
friend…

– She went away
on a fine spring day,
riding through the woods…

– The bluebells were all out,
the sky, a clear blue.

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