hey, so here are some of the poems that i liked:

what can I do?

it's true:
pain and suffering
helps to create
what we call
art.

given the choice
I'd never choose
this damned
pain
and suffering
for myself
but somehow it finds
me

as the royalties
continue to
roll on
in.

about competition

the higher you climb
the greater the pressure.

those who manage to
endure
learn
that the distance
between the
top and the
bottom
is
obscenely
great.

and those who
succeed
know
this secret:
there isn't
one.


unblinking grief

the last cigarettes are smoked, the loaves are sliced,
and lest this be taken for wry sorrow,
drown the spider in wine.

you are much more that simply dead:
I am a dish for your ashes,
I am a fist for your vanished air.

the most terrible thing about life
is finding it gone.


the joke is on the sun

as the game continues you
should seek to say ever more clearly
what you truly believe
even if what you truly
believe
turns out to be
wrong.

it can be a hazardous
and difficult
task.

but
if you can't laugh
at the impossible odds
we all endure as
we seek to understand
and know

then you will
surely sleep
restless
in the
coffin.


re-union

when you left I thought you'd never
return and finally I got to feeling good
about that.

now it's starting all over
again

right here
right now.

I watch
the pyramids stand by quietly as the monkey eats his
fleas.

somehow
once again
we seem to be as
content as a package of
peanuts

bleached by the sun
and then

caught like
a
ringing bell.


riots

I've watched this city burn twice
in my lifetime
and the most notable even
was the reaction of the
politicians in the
aftermath
as they
proclaimed the injustice
of the system
and demanded a new
deal for the hapless and the
poor.

nothing was corrected last
time.
nothing will be changed this
time.

the poor will remain poor.
the unemployed will remain
so.
the homeless will remain
homeless

and the politicians
fat upon the land, will thrive
forever.


Los Angeles

there is an old saying:
that those whom the gods wish to
destroy,
they first make
angry.

driving the freeways
each day
it appears to me
that
the gods are getting
ready
to
destroy the entire
City
of
Angels.