Jeff's Poetry

ah to be blissful, to be happy, to be all the things - that makes life what? pleasurable is not meaning, meaningful may not be pleasure. certainly one needs only look to the saints that walked the talk,

mind games, delusions - who said anything about reality? when it bends like the willow, belief scorched hot; brought from a seed, do not question the soil. up comes the sprout, green leaf basking in the

cockroach quite obvious tries to befriend me, winks, feelers trying to do a high five - am i not the best? those little scrawny legs with hairs fumbled towards me, wanting to come closer such intimacy i shall not want. i really do not.

i caught a silver wasp, who cringed when caught: to let it fly - in starry horizons, gold leaves beckon. i did not understand how this dreary earth could hold splendor told from tiny life beseeching much.

and beneath it - all that crankling bells and whistlers no one hears an internal world shut out from curious inquisitive minds wanting to ponder: a sting ray decides a best option with barbs and all, the fisherman

still hangs around, hisses, frowns, pouts that i should do more. today i carried the ceiling, it cracked and i ended with a bad back. i was told it could have been much worse. the twitches, the hiccups, the shuffling about all because those wrinkles aren't made perfect.

justice, what is it? the man apprehended said this is kidnap but the lonely enforcer had a bunch of

you say it's all under control, this chanting this odd habit to paint the sky with colored ribbons, that the canvas smells like a web - to distill out the many versions of truth. what is it? this belt can barely hold on to a a hip too

it hints, it extrapolates, it meanders, it sings, it is a song of disturbance that pricks the spine, the heart understands fear of nightmare proportion - whose chambers are filled with tortured souls yearning; of normal days taken to be mundane,

was not that difficult really, is it? to run away from temptation, to cling to - love. nuanced, the devil plays with emotions, words,