close of days

look upon the lonely dead
in their world of stone
each one of them is so well read
but all of them alone

our path with cuts and weary worn
meanders toward the sun
through battled lives gracefully torn
pity spilled becomes undone

as if we marched toward a prize
each step upon the late
still anticipating with surprise
our destination’s fate

and as we gape upon the void
having reached the close of days
we cannot grasp the now destroyed
through complacency malaise

© HeyHey 2020

Fornever

Ever, as you know, is

At all times

Forever, being the infinite

Temporal destination

Yet here we are in

Entropic

Demise

And through an opaque

Window of lies

And despite the doleful

Cries

We find ourselves in

Fornever

 

©HeyHey 2020

True Destiny

To look inside the lamp for destiny or truth

As might a mystic or sleuth

Can only bring mischance

Not a worthwhile song and dance

For, ever can be more or less

Perhaps even your redress

So enjoy your simulation, true

And be glad you never knew

HeyHey ©2014

Calling

Calling those who cannot be

To you who want but are like me

Who have a heart yet have this wall

Seeing worlds but evading all

 

Calling those who have a smile

Would like to meet but run a mile

In a room will find the crook

Avoiding the most kindly look

 

Calling those who want to find

A means, a cure, to stop this bind

Then stop at each and every stage

Are too afraid to turn the page

 

Calling those who’ve reached the end

Be aware I comprehend

You’re not alone and not so strange

In post-corporal we will change

 

Calling those who care no more

We are together on this shore

Where we can speak and touch and gaze

No longer with anaesthetic haze

 

©HeyHey 2020

The Word I Speak

 Here is the briefest of an instance

With no gauge, appreciable distance

From lost of then to what seems now

Could not be true or real somehow

Here is a gift of soon vacuity

A kind of perpetual annuity

Maybe preparation for the abyss

One never ending tender kiss

Here is a method to prevail

To grasp the moment, not exhale

Then look upon the light of stars

Discovering there of all memoirs

Here is a simple, honest word

That’s kind of subtly absurd

As it fell so gently from above

The word I speak to you is love

©HeyHey 2020

the cause of this stagnation

 flaneuring this life away

and considering the drawbacks everyday

of reckonings and how they frustrate

the ability to contemplate

thus i spit into the eyes of a serpent

aka he who would not lament

the demise of the boundless

for the sake of the groundless

and so to the question of questions

that is open to suggestions

in order to reveal the terrors

of a lifetime of errors

what is more, inasmuch interconnected

aota are suspected

to be a conscious derivation

and the cause of this stagnation 

©HeyHey 2020

Our Every Need

 Listening to the roar of waves

Of men and mice and these

with templates of mysterious raves

Whoever wants to please

Saying less is more or less

The same as saying nought

At least when in a state of dress

It’s better to be bought

Putting down the baying crowd

With words of time and place 

In this age is not allowed

I bow to thee my grace

While speaking unexpected crap

From mouths that show their teeth

Whoever understands this rap

Are only those beneath

When telling tales of real or dream

Who can discern of which

The bullshit is a power a theme

That spews without a hitch

Please please beg to appease

A flogging is required

From birth and life should be no ease

Your beauty is admired

And as we bow nay scrape to plead

I think of you in rule

Providing us our every need

But think of us as fool

©HeyHey 2020