may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!

Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA

Thursday, March 29, 2012


On the front of our temporary home
is an outline of Texas done in barbed wire
It was made by our neighbor /who also strung up
the lights for a small town Hall
We are still village here-we know who you are
Hard as wire,thin as a fence border
Sometimes we run wild /stampede
sometimes we just digest grass
Time is dust here.Forever a story
of a neighbor who left in a scandal
when the heat got too close
and his deeds were on the wire
You can get born again/home again/reborn and killed again
like weeds that arise@a Bar-B -Q
or a child wild as Spring.Stories are tall tales here
depicted in cinematic gossip.No secrets last long-
every skin exposed eventually..Presidents,homeless,businessmen/women
spaced programmed,blessed,cursed,sacred and profane-
Texas is a range of shooting stars.

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