Intersections

I stop in the streets
to make the order stop
to make them see
they're
all
wrong
going in the wrong direction.
I tell them to see
where they're headed
why and with whom
and why
and wrong.
Everything is wrong
and they all run over me
just because I stop.

september 17th 1992 15 years old

Selfishly Unsure

I never felt quite big enough
to walk outside alone.
And wherever in life
when I was there,
I never felt quite at home.

july 19th 1992 15 years old

Into the Hollows

Walking up the hall with my ego,
thinking thoughts of Zen.
I smile and look in the windows,
watching myself again.
At every instant,
in every single passing
mocked by ego and Zen.
With every step,
I plunge into ditches--
The hollows of self-destroying men.

march 22nd 1995 18 years old

Oxford Moron

The soot disguising the gold
The wanderer
kicked it as he would a rock.

Unaware, so high in air
Ignorant of the wealth
he so sought.

february 24th 1995 18 years old

One Fine Day

And I will have to feel it
Everything that does occur
For blessed and yet cursed am I
in spirit
Words make me soft
Thoughts weaken my spine
And coats everything
with gruesome rhymes
One fine day
Where is it?
When is it?
That one mine day
I will be heard by thee to say
"Through days and nights
I was drown in sentiments,
the sentiment of poetry--
But I did savor the taste
the sensation of beauty."

march 16th 1992 15 years old

Nip and Tuck

We all speak the same language
We are all one of us
She does not speak our language
How can she be one of us?

She's derived from the same country
But is unaware of the word
She sits, listening to our talks
But does not understand her herd.

She believes in the same creed
She's bred from the same breed
Perhaps she just has ill luck
Someone must surely fix her
Give her a nip, give her a tuck.

july 19th 1992 15 years old

Half a Life

Here, in this life, I took pleasure
only when others took pleasure in me.
I never dwelt in the Commandments of God,
not did I fully stray from These.
I did not fulfill my every duty unto the Lord--
attempting, only missing miserably.
I never held confidence that He
held confidence in me.
I strove not like some others,
nor did I lag behind.
Yet I never took pleasure in that worship,
which always seemed incomplete.

february 22nd 1995 18 years old