Listen to this poem:https://soundcloud.com/going_rogue/how-to-humanParents teach their children how to human
speaking in confident-sounding voices
to hide the fact that they do not know how to human.Self-help gurus write books called How To Human
which they promote on talk shows with confident-sounding voices
to hide the fact that they are
Aspire to greatness,
but not the kind they teach you about in school.
Not the kind where you can all be astronauts and presidents when you grow up
so long as you "apply yourself" (whatever that means)
and other such nonsense.
Not the kind where you get good grades
Fingers of light peel away the hiddenness of badge-wearing sadists and Apache helicopter war crimes.Fingers of light peel away the lies of the dust-faced gargoyles on screens in dark rooms.Fingers of light peel away the dead writings of dead men from healthy brains made of
There are creatures the size of mountains swimming beneath the ice.There are babies laughing at things you can't see.That quiet old woman there, sitting in the corner:
she has seen some shit, man.The lushest plants have their roots in shit,
and the lushest people, too.They do not
I've got a new poetry book out!❖
Show Me An Old Rebel
Do not show me a young rebel,
whose eyes are bright
and whose tail is bushy.Young rebels are fine and good,
but they are merely doing
what the young are meant to do.Show me an old rebel.
One who keeps punching
The opposite of life is not death.The opposite of life is habit.One who moves from cradle to grave
in the flip book illusion we call time
without deeply attending to this cavalcade of miracles
is one who never lived.Lifeless are they who live by habit,
who walk by habit,
We set out to prove the bank boys wrong,
to prove the nihilists wrong,
to prove the preachers wrong,
to prove our mothers wrong,
to prove our brain gremlins wrong.
We took with us only our saturated dreamcatchers
and the slugs from our gardens
and a sack full of clanging sounds
Can you notice the Heaven behind your own eyes?Can you notice the orgasms in your cells?The preacher tells us it's on the other side of death.The teacher tells us it's on the other side of accomplishment.The banker tells us it's on the other side of
This sacred pause,
this sacred space,
has opened up
between me and my agreements.
Agreements I made when I was too young to consent.
I agreed that war is normal,
I agreed that greed is good,
I agreed some must die,
I agreed that poverty is unavoidable,
I agreed that everyone must work,
In Hollywood miserable rich people who are bad at living teach the public how to live.In Hollywood people who have lost touch with their humanity teach the public how to be human.In Hollywood the most fake people in the world teach the public about reality.In