I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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A Dervish
There must be something
Better than this
Better than this
Humping flack packs
Over hot coals
Over hot coals
Scoping out doorways
For dark shadows
For dark shadows
Zigzag through the rubble
Alive in the moment
Alive in the moment
With bullets for teeth
Worn like a blessing
Worn like a blessing
Wiping the corner
Of a wandering eye
A wandering eye
Let me break it down
For you a hustle
For you a hustle
Beggars at the trip wire
Already shouting
Already shouting
[Disposable Poem July 24, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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