physics is how the universe works
chemistry is what it's made of
biology is how it turns into life
biology is magic
it makes turning lead into gold
like flipping a double-headed coin
and getting heads
biology is flipping a double-headed coin
and getting tails
that's how good science is
I am the dog
that never barks
that has no bite
that no one knows
I am the ancestor of the dog that I am
I am the future of the dog that is not yet
It always ends,
the end
the end ends
and then the beginning begins
what matters is to know
you are ending
and beginning
always
extraordinary lines
scar the desert floor
sending signals to the future
extraordinary lines
that send signals to the heart
that beats inside the heart
extraordinary lines
that are invisible
to the hurried eye
Poetry cannot touch silence
as expression
of what matters
But as I cannot quite accomplish silence
I write poems
Come sweet death
when you will
you'll find no opposition from me
it's not from weariness of life
that I say this
but the reverse
I so love life
that I will not hog it for myself
Life is good
therefore death
which is part of life
is equally good
So come sweet death when you will
I look forward to getting acquainted with you
My idea
of having fun
is not to have fun
My idea of not having fun
is fun
fun is not fun
not fun is fun
The impulse pulses
thoughts begin to produce thoughts
thoughts of thoughts
feelings about feelings
it's time to stop
and yet...
Dad didn't suffer fools gladly
and unfortunately
he thought most people fools
Dad suffered more
than any person I've known
but didn't visit his suffering
upon others
I grieve for no one
How can I grieve
when they were given life?
How can I grieve
when there is still life in me?
How can I grieve
when all about me is alive?
