Button

Broken in my own way

But I like it all right

Spackled and duct taped

Rusty and worn

Don’t have a single emotion

That hasn’t been torn

Scarred across the knuckles

Sad in the heart

Most things mostly my fault

At least in part

Just a missing button

On a worn threadbare shirt

Style is no different

With one button gone

All things go out of fashion

Before too long

Pick myself up, dust off my shirt

Head forward in time

Not a one of us hasn’t been hurt

To not keep moving is the only crime

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

Emma Bovary’s Facebook Posts

Emma Bovary’s Facebook posts in the modern day

Remain ever misconstrued

Her tweets don’t express the love with which they

Are carefully imbued

That which emerges and disrupts

Might not affirm and renew

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

Blank Is The Page

Blank is the page

None are the words

My mind grasps back

To conversations I heard

Inspiration will come

This fight will be won

But long after this day is done

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

Live Your Life In Light – A Secular Prayer

Live your life in light

The shadows should only

Be occupied of your own choosing

Live your life in love

The limits should only

Be applied of your own decisions

Live your life with imperfections

Their existence only

Acknowledged by your own determinations

You were sanctified by evolution

You were sanctified from the start

You were sanctified by no ones decision

You are sanctified in whole or in part

Live your life in light

Live your life in love

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

I Want To Be Forgotten

I want to be forgotten

By the suns ever expanding flames

What we’ve wrought torn asunder

All the shames and blames

Existence starting over

Devoid of stifling names

Categorization viewed anew

Analogies linking similars and sames

Nothing is repeated

The systems begin once more

Before wonder is defeated

And things aren’t nameless anymore

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

A Few Words On Lou Reed

Lou Reed was a capable musician, a fine songwriter, the epitome of cool, a jerk, uncompromising, and an icon of both the great and terrible things of the last 50 years.  His songs could be beautiful, touching, searing, self indulgent, disorganized, and compositions of remarkable skill.  The thing that was always shocking upon first encountering him was how mercilessly honest, self aware, and naked his art was.  Lou Reed represented truth in music and self expression in a way that could be jarring and unpleasant, but left one with the feeling they had encountered something real and tangible. At his best his songs were an artifact of a moment.  Those of us who followed his career and considered ourselves fans were not always entertained or pleased by what he choose to present to us, but in the end we stuck around because we never felt like we were lied to and our lives were richer for listening to what he had to say about the human condition.  When he was at the height of his powers and combined melody, realism, beats and words together there was nobody like him.

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

Wickedness Born of Scarcity

Wickedness born of scarcity

Scarcity born of need

All entwined in a circle

Wickedness meeting with greed

Love born of sacrifice

Needs of others more than self

Hand extends to a stranger

Holding charity and nothing else

Empathy is the light that is endless

No scarcity in its domain

The light shines brightly forever

Opposition of apathy and pain 

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

 

Absent Wonder

Sometimes I can’t get the magic out

Wonder is absent from me

So I rise to my feet for a walkabout

To find the obscured I could not see

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

Analogies Surrender

Once we invented

Things to cope with

That which we could not face

Now we invent

Things to face

That which we cannot cope

Analogy was our downfall

Because in comparison

We came to be

Categorization gave us no comfort

Because we are not changed

Due to discovery of genus or genome

Upon this rock we sit

Circling a burning star

Seeking comfort from naming things

To which names do not stick

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013