Stars Up There

Stars Up There

Stars—

Stars up there

In a cold heaven.

Dying lights.

Sparkling beacons of loneliness?

When we look closer

We find them surrounded

By stars—stars up there.

They were not alone.

They just shined the brightest.

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Organized Chaos

Are there personality disorders,

Or only personalities?

Disorder lies

In our futile,

Infantile, facile,

Febrile attempts

To control our own chaos

Using the rubric

Of social convention

As an ideological filter.

Are there any personalities

Or only personality disorder?

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The Screaming Distance

The creaking trees. Wind torn. Bend but don’t break… until you break. The screaming distance. Highway white noise intrudes on wooded darkness. It’s the sound of a god dying, every so often interrupted by the brazen stillness.

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Endurance

Love

Sustains us

When we must

Willfully Endure

Pain.

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The Riddle of Steel

It’s always the power of the collective flesh against the strength of the individual will. The answer to the riddle of steel:

Strength lies not in the sword, but in the will of the one who wields it.

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Whatever

“Render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s,”

Remarked some savior,

“And unto God what is God’s.”

I have two middle fingers,

And I pay in full every day.

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HE WHO WALKS ALONE WALKS WITH MANY

I walk alone, for sometimes that is what men must do. Battles—lost or won—leave our hearts full of the glory of the fallen. They are always with us. I need no promise of an afterlife or utopian future to urge me on. These hands, this heart, this mind, this will—they are the only things that are real in the scattered waste I call the world—shaping an existence that never dies. Thus, and only thus, do we become immortal.

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