posted on October 11, 2016 at 9:18 pm
in silent prayer

in silent prayer

when we are not we

the sky ripped open

sound of great wings is audible

in silent prayer the air around me thickens

the blood in my mind quickening so slowly

my moon dissolve in the puddle

when you are not you are not you

you alone without all the other stuff

no props no filters no lens no more shocks

i am not i am not i am not myself

me alone as the droned tones of our song linger

no longer a singer now im just another croaker

and everyone will be glad when its over

yes everyone will be glad for the bother

i am not you and never should have been

i should have listened i should have seen

i should have read between all the lines

i should have never vented all my furious spleen

all the clowns and little pigs

why do they appeareth so big..?





8 Responses to “when we are not we”

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    kell | 12 October 2016 at 2:41 pm #

    ‘Should should should’ ~ you DO listen, you DO see, surely?? It is never too late….for whatever u are referring to, SKiller.”While one breathes, there’s hope”..There really is..

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    logosinthesky | 13 October 2016 at 5:12 am #

    “Croaker” ? Interesting word. “You can either band the pot and sing, or bemoan the coming of death ” sayeth the I-Ching. I remember growing up in San Clemente in the last century. I must have been 12 years old. This lady down the street had her 18 year old son in a bed in her house. He had a diving accident and was paralyzed from the neck down. She had me go in and meet him. He seemed like a nice young guy. I only met him once. He died a few months later. Afterwards she would wander around at night drunk to the gills in a stupefied sorrow. The nasty neighborhood kids named her “Croaker” . Maybe because she wanted to die. Not sure why they named her that.

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    logosinthesky | 13 October 2016 at 5:14 am #

    Typo “bang the pot and sing¨

  4. kevinbreton
    kevinbreton | 17 October 2016 at 4:26 pm #

    You look so great in silent prayer Mr K. Never let that beautiful sound of silence go. The kingdom is not within “us”. It’s within you within me within others. Not we.

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