BraveYouAreLove

In Ukraine

A hundred dead children in a school in iraq

The oil so cheap now here in the US-A journalists say we’ve made peace with the Persians, the Saudi, and Bahrain

A thousand camped orphaned children near a wall in Texas

I am in a car on the mountainside

They call me a madman

I stay to myself

To me

None are safe and all are perturbed

I live like a bird, simple and sweet

Its sweet when the blackberries of summer offer me a filling treat

When it rains, i am clean

Like the thirty Thai monks now is nine

I want less and less as days go by

The people pickup swords and hate

And they rarely put them down again

I hate too

I am weary too

I am not the woman you want to come and fuck you

And if i am, perhaps still i am already reduced to atoms and absolute zeros, sinew to only bone

Love is game

Ive only lost

And losing was winning

Like the thirty Thai monks now is nine

I dont know the definition of gratitude

And nothing has to make sense

I only know that i hate too

So i stay on this mountain

I refuse i refuse i refuse

Because the children

Because i am a mother

Because i am a lover

Because i am aware i live like a bird, simple and sweet

I am a madman

It has not been the illest fate

There is no blood on my hands

And nobody the world over would call me great

And this is why

The thirty Thai monks down to nine

Is not the reduction you think

Bc one madman alone on a mountain

Can love so great

And love

Two dead children under a tarp

In Ukraine

A hundred dead children in school in iraq

The oil so cheap now here in the US-A journalists say we’ve made peace with the Persians, the Saudi, and Bahrain

A thousand camped children near a wall in Texas

And the madman loves himself

So great

She will pickup no weapons, no ammo, no charges to cheat her neighbor for the corporate promotions given by the unidentified strangers for “gains”

Like the lost wealthy, lost presidents, lost late night lovers

None comes correct, and i am not political

No—i am spiritual. I am a madman.

I see God.

It must be God

That has made the 30 to nine

Made me live like a madman on this mountain

In prayers and tears and hopes

That love so great

Can warm this bitter cold, scorching heat

Hell feeds these mouths

Hell offers healing to this planet

Somehow

But i am a bird, simple and sweet

Winged and unhinged

I peck at the world

l am out walking my dogs

I am in rocking chair near the lounging farm cat

I took a stroll theough the garden

And i move dust from here to there with my odd clawed feet in this way

It has been this way from the beginning of time

The madman in the mountain

Is only like a bird

Sitting in an Autumn tree

Sitting in a Spring tree

Traveling through Seasons

Everything seasonally

Witnessing God’s hand and this is all

His charge is simple

To love and love well and do no harm

And at his failure

Or the seeming failure of the design itself

The differences between whats inside and what exists

His torturous existence

looks like Edward Scissorhands

my eye was dark

i traveled past the park

ive already seen the stars, so

I met you on the lawn in the sun

you were walking with your father

and i danced somehow

and we weren't speaking words

and your hands are tiny

your legs of momentum

and you were so thin

held my body on you like a pendulum

A fantasy

a dream

a day of my life

and i felt brought to voice

and i want to

again and again

I dont know if you know

i

want you

lonely fool

cast away all the lovers

have they also of you given cast

as if a baited fish in a line

thrown to the sea from a johnboat

just a flickering scale in an evening light

the shine of the sun off a bob of the water

Where now, soul?

are there no more lovers?

no young and passionate lads

eager to journey seas and oceans and streams

for you, soul

does your aliveness come to a head

when love loses the glimmer of the fish

the light of the bob on the wave

then you say— our souls have been one

yours and mine and all the others

I go but you will stay

or you will stay and I will go

it makes no difference

the soul is only