don't be so gaurded
be flesh, not stone
not terrified to moan
lay on your back
open yourself
be a whore
sunday school was wrong
love's not so precious, its abundant
if you lose it, go and bum it,
you can always get some more

someone has scorched the earth and
split the world with fire
and it does not matter who
the fire lies in you and so does
unquenchable dryness
i want to love my brothers
i want to love jesus
i want to be my brother, i want to live in
jesus, but not now

not with unpaid bills and toothache

but with unpaid bills and toothache is the only
now there is
and the only revelation i give

what the priest has said
what the prophey said
the prophey, breathing visions of god
screamed out loud and shook us
the priest said go to bed
and men spur out talks from true vision
and call it religion
an organized monster
don't let him eat you
they say jesus died to free us
but i know that he lived to be us
they say jesus died to save us
don't believe in them
don't believe in him
become him

infinite grace

i spent ten years dreaming of dreaming
and ten dreaming of love
another ten that the lover would be you
and now i don't dream and i don't
wait
for the other half
content yourself
like it or not you are
the better half
and you are the worst
and in the first and fine invisible line
between this and that face
is infinite grace

in the rain i'll walk a little farther
in the downpour i walked faraway
from you and went to places you would not
follow
and i do not despise you for your weakness
only
when you see me
all windswept and bedraggled
all wet and bedazzled by jewel drops of dew
do you see the ghost of someone who in my company
you once wished to be?

visiting the retreat house

we are here because
we are all desperate
we are all lonely
we are all in need

if we were a little more desperate
alittle more lonely or a little
more aware of the acute need
then love might replace selfishness
and the greed you make like leaves
make oxygen could save you from
your sin again