I would like to be twenty-five

I am young,

I would like to be twenty-five,

but I feel so intensely

and I'm promised paradise.

I don't strap the device

to my chest,

they do that,

I don't understand such

mechanism.

But I know my role,

I have a memorized map,

a borrowed motorcycle

and a watch.

Haunted Houses

Haunted houses in daytime

flimsiest fascia

wire-framed to shape

Grotesque costumes

somewhat funny

in the light

As I stare

and think

without the night

would that scare?

Epicurean Death

If we've led a full life,

why do we fear death?

Why not like diners

fully-feasted, who've

simply risen from the table,

and left?

But if life is truly

wretched, why do we

long for more?

dust

 1.

Killed,

I did,

for the cause

And to create

here

a paradise.

Shed,

the blood, shed

the blood

Dice anyone?

 God does not play dice

with the world,

Einstein said.

But, why not

if it allows the

answer to prayers

with a slight

statistical shift

in the collapse of

an infinitesimal

probability wave?

Creeps

Creeps

upon

the world stage

Creeps

behind

the closed curtain

Creeps

until

the final bow

Heaps

accolades

upon the crowd.

All souls

Have you sat in the evening

with the sun going down

Maybe with the

curtains drawn?

As the light empties and

flees your grasp and

darkness enters

the room.

Have you seen the shadows slant

as they move almost alive and

wondered if there was

some connection.