I feel like Bartelby
The world swirls around me
Preferring not to
Yet doing so
Modernity is a hurricane
Not a gentle rain
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
A Spring Wish
I want to be the man I am on the best of days
For as many days as I able
I want my moments of wonder
To outshine those where I feel unstable
I want to live a life of light and love
Where all days I feel enabled
Come sit with me and we will talk of joys
All are welcome at my table
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
A Bee in a Flower
Do not abide
A lack of grace
In the world
Find it
In small things
Grand plans fade
Crumble to dust
Yet
A bee in a flower
Can sustain
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
It Is Important To Me
It is important to me
That even if you don’t know
If love was denied to you or not
That it was not
Because
If you never saw the sunshine
You shined as mine
If you never heard happy birthday
It was loudly sung
You didn’t know you cried out
The cries were heard
Because all things being equal
Which they are not
I’ll take you love
Over what others got
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
The Glorious Web Of Things
As you look at the flickering profiles
Pictures of food, vacations and babies
Status updates of bright proclamations of joyous lives
Full of that which you may lack
Recall there is no physical timeline
Only where you stand in relation to your feet
Only where you are in relation to the real of it
The solid physical aspect of it
The digital world is a not a fabrication
It is a trick of angles presenting only what side
Looks best on the LCD screen
If your phone is not in your hand
Or you have no followers or likes
You still exist in whole
Your timeline intact and uninterrupted
No screen between you
And that which it so inadequately represents
The glorious web of things that preceded it
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
Sometimes You Drink Yourself Sober
Sometimes you drink yourself sober
Facing the morning sun
Sometimes you could not be surer
The whiskey definitely won
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
Boozing and Tweeting
Beer and tweeting on Sunday
Tossing ideas out at the stars
Should be productive in someway
But I love the sound and smell of bars
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
Your Words Are Not Inconsequential
Your words are not inconsequential
Together they are substantial
On the timeline viewed in the sequential
Desire for change rains torrential
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
Chaos Is The Unknown’s Bliss
I know the truth of none of this
Most facts are clearly missing
Chaos is the unknown’s bliss
Choices = a possibilities dismissing
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
The Word Human
Language gave me the word humans
To speak of what we are
The map showed me foreign lands
To show me the near and the far
You showed me the corners of my heart
Where the secrets of me do dwell
Guiding your hands with my eyes closed
And my heart and cock did swell
Human is not just a word
But an idea in the wind
That was quietly born
In our redemption and sin
I’ll stand and face you in the flesh
We’ll find our map through the words
We’ll find the way we know best
To make our passion and fear be heard
By the things we don’t understand
That which we can’t articulate
So my sweet love take my hand
And we will face all the cosmos love or hate
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
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