for

absence of nonsense

absence of nonsense
alone is insufficient
argument for truth

as for our statesmen 
with the strictest indifference 
let us hang them all

shoot for pretty good 
and you will hit the target 
almost every time

i traded these chains 
for a walking stick and a 
pocket full of sand

i spent my whole life 
preparing for this moment 
that just flickered by

balance is for those
who have not yet decided
why they are alive

i am dispossessed
in order to make room for
the gift of myself

a human striving
for enlightenment becomes
a human being

poetic hardship
is famous for being the
most obnoxious kind

i opened my eyes
and atop this barricade
saw lights for my way