Sunday, November 2, 2008

Just Stuff

My life is filled with little pieces of stuff that float around me. Every now and again I reach out and grab a bit of stuff and file it in the appropriate places. Sorting through and throwing out has become a major pastime. Will it ever all be done?






This was published somewhere, I think in The Mag.... in 2002. Found it in some papers today while was cleaning out some more "stuff".


Downtown after Dark

by Heather O'Neil



Down in the alley
back of the store
Little Jimmy snorts coke
goes lookin' fo' more.

Angel walks her beat
looking for a john
a rich man from uptown
wants to get it on.

Curtis draws his knife
sticks it in the man
grabs his watch and wallet
runs fast as he can.

Over on the corner
smokin' heavy weed
buncha raggy home boys
thinkin' nasty deeds.

Lights are bright like diamonds
sparklin' in the dew
The night is dark like charcoal
settlin' over you.

Downtown after darkness
writhes with evil's own
Ain't no place for Cinderella
run girl, take it home.



"Love is the emblem of eternity: it confounds all notions of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end." Madame de Stael

"This we know: the Earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the Earth. All things are connected like the book that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself." Chief Seattle

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