Monthly Archives: August 2015

Train From Dortmund

Riding through Germany by train looking out at farms houses apartment buldings and old factories seeing smokestacks on the horizon gives me chills but the colorful graffiti at the next station warms my heart. Art, blurring as we speed away … Continue reading

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Pint after pint at beer gardens and halls, washing away decades of history, tales only of Bavarian kings and biergarten gals serving another round now have sorrows to drown too, but they have too much work to do resting a … Continue reading

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America, 2005

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Broken levees and broken bones a decade gone without house and home there’s no place for the heart get high on the fumes of political art as jam bands learn to play amazing grace sweet old…

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Roman bridges burning down no hope of spring from town to town. The seasons cease to change heard through the grapevine we need rain. The crops won’t grow, the fields are dry Nero bows his head to cry but tears … Continue reading

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the red dot

the pursuit of happiness the government has sold us is not quite a dog chasing its tail or a hamster sprinting on a wheel, but a cat losing its mind trying to figure out how to catch the red dot. … Continue reading

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We kiss the rings of queens and kings as jesters laugh and hangmen sing as peasants toil in the field and taxmen sieze nine-tenths their yield to give the king and queen more jewels… Please question not, these are the … Continue reading

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