shaman’s hymn.

i cannot stand
beneath the mountain
working to raise a
stone everyday
just to watch it roll
back down to my feet.

i’d rather spend days
raising the dead,
casting incantations,
taming energy
from ancient dreams,
becoming free.

10.26.08.

my hand forward quick glowing edges

light-foot’s hymn.

sleep tight
sweet dream
hold tight
nice dream

lay down
your bones
keep down
your heart
hold down
your soul

from floating away
from this decaying planet

10.26.08.