#art - Minds Meeting

pencil on paper

#poetry - to the immigrant idealist

you are young and naive,
but your parents are realists
and sent you here for a dose.

so, i know its fresh water
we expect you to piss on here,
something you'd never do at home,

just do it, kid, take the dose,
like your parents wanted,
close your eyes, if you have to---

close your eyes, kid,
and become an American.

#poetry - enter the scorpion (for Basho's frog)

an ancient pond 
a frog jumps in
the splash of water 
-Basho

had i bones i would aspirin them
had i conscience i would not need you
had i soul and still do have
there by the sword you are fine as you are
there with pulse you for granted play
there with a dab of this here stinger i kiss you
my drug the light and loss there of your eyes
my pre-echoing your acquiescent way
my right to bad in this ancient pond we sink
slow, quiet and with no splash.