TERMINUS SUBMISSIONS

Incomplete

It's no mystery,
this place is run by its history.
Yesterday's hooker,
is tomorrow's beauty queen
in the reincarnating scheme of things.
You can be King one moment,
bossing servants around,
then you can be lower than a servant
scrounging for scraps on the ground.
I was a butterfly once,
and now I am a lion, chasing
things about the jungle
that will one day be me.


How I nearly missed the birth of my youngest son

We weren't getting along
it was probably my fault
she was pregnant with my child
and I didn't have a job
worse, I didn't have my mind
things were kind of confusing for me
in those days
and try as she could to understand it
she had another child to feed as well.
There were several false alarms
nights where we rushed off to the hospital
to have the baby
but the baby didn't come.
This one night, again, we rushed off
to the hospital to have the baby
and when we got there
I said to her
I don't think that you are going to have
that baby tonight, either
so I am not coming in.
She looked at me pissed
and said, "Frankly, I don't give a damn,"
slammed the door
and rushed off to the hospital.
I drove halfway home
and then started to think
what if she has that baby tonight
I won't be there
so I turned around
and got to the hospital
just in time to have the baby
handed to me seconds after it was born.


In the end

You can write, or read,
fight or fuck,
walk the dogs,
or let them shit all over the floor.
You can eat animals,
you can drive cars,
pass tests that other people
have created to tell you
how smart you are.
You can live, or die;
go to Heaven or Hell,
be cremated, or buried.
And, in the end it won't matter
if you had a swimming pool
in your backyard, or a beamer
parked in the drive.
If you die alone,
locked in your house,
your dogs might eat your brains
to survive.