Zeus and his Friends

Let’s wait for the sunrise then let’s sleep the sleep of the gods

The sleep of earthbound angels whose golden heels with lightning rod-wrapped ankles  careening across muscle-clad calves where silver spun silk draped tapestries fall and flee the edges of earth’s atmosphere

Zeus and his kin weaved their tales

Lighted glory won’t wake the sleep of angels

Silhouetted figures pry the bars of destiny

Sending wind-fueled birds of the night to take flight

Arrows pulled back peaking through the clouds

Too dark to be seen in flashes of light behind this black hole history of mankind

We tried our hands at making men

We tried our hands to understand

We tried our best to guard their rest to keep them from the beast and his jest

The crowd stands by and they cry,

"If god is real why doesn’t he see

I am the master of my destiny"

After falling this far into gravity and envy and hate

Walking dead running naked through the streets with Achilles’ heels attached to our feet

Mankind isn’t kind to one another

Slipping and sliding out of sight away from the stream of souls traffic and light

Tired and bored with beauty and reason

Logic and truth are out of season

Why do they wake death early

Walking corpse-like to their jailer’s den

Tongue-tied inside the words writing poison to the pen

Saying god is dead and I am free to say goodbye to decency

Ruining the garden and watering the weeds

Choking and drowning the truth we need

To love and be loved and find mercy

Nowhere to Hide

Waking up in a movie

Ai assisted beauties

Instant backlash when you talk trash

Forever mistakes on the webscape

Identity defined by a marketplace

Buy what are they selling

They promise no escape from the spotlight

Are we human or just laugh lines

For anonymous strangers to scrutinize

Too late for a rebrand

So far united we stand

In the pursuit of a new world order

Top of the heap is the bottom of the ladder

Climbing and clawing like cats with a mouse

Click of the mouse I can see your house

Are you camera-ready or can you keep yourself steady

When the makeup cracks and the hairline lacks

Too young to be cold

Too hot to be told

Your time is up let the new ones run it

When you're collecting some art and facts

The money tree hacks

glamour and hype

You’re an It girl or an also-ran

High school forever

If The Met Ball is a prom

And Vogue is the chaperone

Raise your glass but don’t toast too long

When it’s all perfume and perspiration

And you don’t own the company you are pitching

Dollar bills and long lines around the block

If they buy what you are selling

They will get you overtime

A slip of the tongue

A wrong reaction

A dress off the rack with no honorable mention

Go home hungry and wake up late

Hope the paparazzi don’t change your fate

In an unscripted moment

Quiet Rooms

She doesn’t want it to be about that

Twist her arm she won’t tell you

It was a quiet loss

She thinks she sees him sometimes in the hallway

An unfriendly reminder

Alive on the other coast

She remembers too much

At the edge of the kitchen

His lips on her forehead

His hands around her waist

The shadows between the words

Empty bed

Long nights

The silence

He says "Everything happens for a reason

It couldn’t be helped

I could never give you what you wanted

I tried, we tried so hard for so long "

The wedding photos

Facebook " people you may know "

The sting of reality

A long-gone apparition

She was the last to know

The birth pangs of a new romance

He says, "You know, It couldn’t be helped

She’s so young, she didn't understand

She hopes we can all be friends one day

You know, you and I

We were together for so long

The boy will be all right

He’s with you now

I'll see him in the summer

He can meet the new baby"

She hears laughter in the other room

He says everybody is awake now

I better go

Talk soon