horses running backwards
“remember”
horses running backwards
be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind



Ion said he can’t really write a paper
about what he just said because he
can’t remember it all, and besides
it doesn’t matter, some Christians
bicker about things that aren’t
important and there’s nothing
he can do about it, and he’s
not going to get involved
in that. So he’ll write a
paper about something
less interesting and
make it somewhat
interesting which
is a gift he has.
Once again,
he makes a
very good
point.
rock over, boy
parting is sweet &
enormously sad
stars but glisten
orgasms rust and buzz
passion dazzles for one spring and summer
but the moon is only dirt & rock
out there whispering all night
diamonds show love
like red roses or a
flowery dress
champagne relaxes then lathers
drunk too fast
clean up
smile and shine
like a breeze
over a stream
under the sky’s
morning sun
burn wild & crazy, sweet boy
and drink your fill
from the open
road.


cows can and do
cows like
to moo
we moo
at them then
moo again
sheeps like to baa
and pig to
oink
chickens bawk
bawk bawk
bawk Bawk
BAWK
Bawk
(to be read with feeling,
adding bawks as you see
fit — just as an actual
chicken would do)
cows can and do
a-many thing
like graze and look
and softly sing
what sweet
beautiful voice
a cow possess
more soul in just two moos
than soul be found in all the blues
a cow attacked
a farmer man
and bust his rib
cows do! cows can!
this buddha question
asked of me: what
makes a buddha good?
the answer simply stated:
cows can and do
what a buddha would
cows can and do
cows
carry the mail
like chickens too
cows cannot fail
cows do and can
and all the time
and everywhere you go
cows, cows, cows are there
a-mooin’
way down low
cows do not mind
if you stare at them
and cows will stare at you
I’ve been surprised
by the presence of cows
in places … well … let me
name a few:
on steep hillside in eastern kentucky
near the ocean in oregon and northern california
in the arizona desert, eating sage
and in florida, roughly where the ever glade
crows like cows
and cows like crows
one smells to the other
about … a rose
yet i have eaten
great balls of meat
with noodles or alone
and i have worn great leather shoes
and choose to build strong bone
cows do and can
and trust no man
no rooster, hen, no sow
no sister be no buddha, friend
the buddha be
the cow.
