ABOUT OXYMORONS

I as Santa
come to shore
place all your worries on my floor
I shall keep them as lovely memories
coming from Joe thee
Merry Xmas
hope they all sent flowers to thee
your
NY
rich family

life..time...its a race..I see it now..
but the rebels take time to look at the fish in the pools
read a book
survive the crushing emotional depths
the hits
the explosions from no where
grab a degree a wife
a partner a business a title
and cut a terrible or soft path

ghosts met
created
shamed
aligned

like the quiet of night
the crunch of gravel
beneath my step and
my dog sniffing the trail

wild music to make
my mood pale

but to the end be
true to thyself
those were my friends
backing down
taking no shit
but I merged melded
mixed and was lost
whom I truly was

why I like the grit grifters
the word shifters
Fuck I probably amuse the
shit out of many
bridges aint high enough
in my city!!

Im holding my own
I saw the xmas moon
our xmas went very very
well.....
Im out there but still
here..
still in contact
like like last year

"simple complexity"

ha....I bet...
the people I love
and whom love me

like..hows the road over on
your side partner

like a wing mate
through a barrage

I was the lone wolf but I always
meet the brilliant
they shake their heads
because I just rise up and drift
into battle
without a clue
knowing its them or me
no amount of knowledge will
do...
and supporting my brilliant
and minded...like john whayne and
van cleef..Gaff from blade runner
the driver which I was for a time
emotionally crippled
not mentally
give me a strongman
for collections
my word will bring him round
like a spell for a fast recollection

ran out with the stuff

but Im not a Boss
just a man from the moon
out for a fun toss

I sigh and I smile
behind grey sad
hurt eyes
theres nothing
to appeal
to help the world
we just have our
words...
save our ass
like the rest
and watch others
from our wingtips
...

but we all suffer
in our ways
the heavy things
and twisted schemes
put into us like
puzzles

mankinds way

there is snow now out there
a skiff of it
so beautiful this gift
and our moon was very
nice..
boxing day was great
everyone peaceable
smiles..not too much
stress..i checked my mall
out....picked up some paper
gave a showing in my
tan pants..blacke shirt
and design tie...Bunny
dressed me like bladerunner
harrison ford...just need the
caramel jacket which I know
I can find at rebuilt or value village
seventies...

im a mere actor to those whom actually
are brilliant
I took the beste lines...
sitting with them or writing them
is amazing...
People Like Joe whom are so bright
and not giving in and writing
it all out
thats totally cool
and
He is such a gifted writer
..
when u go beyond the bitter
and your just on that edge
like a skier
flying down the fresh powder
like a boarder with a wave
right behind you
the weight and whomp
like a mortar

no chump
but true poet
I admire
what
he wro te

thank Joe

mr Esker!!

there is no roof any way
so enjoy on this blessed earth you may
as it snowed today
have an extended Merry Xmas
no god will give you a cake up there
Of that I may assure
so leave you bank to me
to look after your life long memory
oh Joe
you must now know
we all live today and another blessed day
if your mind wills it that way

we can here cant we....
and we got snow...hurray
i have food and luxury
for moment
But I recall the cruel times
I had nothing
I still spent money on the self
to enjoy things
cds of music
and my daughter whom I got too
see....
even though fam was against
me
ideals more then anything
now they say she was the devil
what ever...blah blah...
I took the alpha male stance
but I was poor
they only respect U if you got
cash..
why I hate money

to a degree...
I dont hate it if you work for it
etc....but it has its own power on
its own...
often not controllable

anyway...
indulge...I have lately
new pants...shirts..ties
food...
I gained weight for
a time now...
I remember when I was starving
my baby I let control the cash
she almost died a few times
we almost lost the princess
due to addisons
we thought she was sick
cold...angry..tired
put her too bed
she could have died
no one to contribute to
society and she is bright
beautiful
so got saved by woman i judged
now Im happy too that woman
one can never tell where the
messages of hope or good will
come..

and I....I wanted too die
they tried to overdose me in hospital
but I lived
lets face it nothing is without corruption
or influence....a certian group tried
to elimante me and nothing came about
but.....now I know they!!!!!!
kind of a nice feeling

anyway

we had the best xmas in a while
still going..
lifes a journey to the last step
so many young are gone...
they didnt even get a chance
to ponder if they might go
we..the old ones whom are still
about......
we gathered time
experience
etc...
we were given that gift

I thank you for writing it out
because many dont
or tell how it is

one must live
somehow
in visions and pleasure

poetic justice indeed

thank U my friend

Esker!

aye theres the rub
the more....

all that we meet..the Gems
the Jewels
the loves and unnatainable that
at least we strive towards
the unbearable we put up with
torture us to let us feel

mein gott

its been a trip and a half
so far

thank U...

like a friend said too me from Brazil
"Lets Survive"