Its All Greek to the West

[note: "dikē" is Greek and pronounced like the word "decay"]

"Titled"

Tear stains bleed away these glittered eyes
These forgotten faces brushed aside
(Identity genocide)
- grief besets us all -
Self divisions
Mind and nature
Sky and madness
Man and body
(oracle visions)
- FATES -
And none to rule them all

Dikē decay, Justice arrayed
And shivers, blinded in the formless cold,
The chaos void, where none can see
Away and fade
- These sutured seams -
The Shadow dances
And turns to face the killing light
(Formless)
No shape silhouetted
(Formless)
Shapeless nothing
For belief defines the anchor
- EXISTENCE -
(the question remains)

And fury transformed to Figures
Constructed idols of society's guise
The Kindly Ones lie
bent, beset, broken
- vows -
temple priestess, goddess, pray
Ritual schemes establish puppet brigade
(Dikē)
Nothing comes from Nothing
Dangerous games they play
- the gods -
Dematerialize materials never formed
Dust to dust
To chaos we return

Deconstructed structure
- the center cannot hold -
Aeschylus to Yeats?
Suffer into truth, dear child
Laws precede the gods
Paradoxical center
(illusion)
Labyrinth or maze,
No truth resides within
(delusions)
The Curses of a thousand tongues
Herald, Bacchus, revelry Lord

Lord chaos reign
(rioting)
dream intoxication loose on the world
spit on disintegration
- repeated crimes -
Father forgive
Father forgive
(survival)
Helios rise!
- desperate -
Baseless words hold no sway
ANARCHY

Language collapses
(discordia)
- unexist this lawlessness -
Reality


(cannot hold)

California

From West and East you were the desire

Rush the golden palace to stake a claim

Where refugees gathered

For new life and new hopes,

The pursuit of happiness and land

You're the West to which the gateway led

The dream for which a generation bled.

From gold rush to a silver screen,

You're a fame-seekers wet dream -

An earthquake that moved the world

Going to California

With a wish on their breath

An aching in their hearts

And a desperate prayer

Seeking that promise of a fresh start you deny

You're everyone's dream, baby,

So why can't I care?

Now your skies are blue and your sun scorches

Over manufactured houses and manicured lawns.

Your plastic dolls lie on crowded beaches,

The stars you wish on slowly fall,

As we all play the game that shows the world

How useless we are.

Lines of exhaust fill the veins of the city,

Clogging the blood of us all,

Waiting for the heart attack that never comes

To this body without life

But I hate these acts,

The people who use you as an escape

Like cheap alcohol and whores,

When you're my prison

From which I seek escape but will always remain;

You're my abusive relationship I think I can save

But soon your skies will fill with smoke

- the billows I miss -

The red sunsets and lights of a thousand fires

I'll blow smoke rings in the fading glimmer

And I'll return to

The cold nights and starlit mountains

I'll return to the desert where this all began

To a struggle for life, not lies,

Dreams don't matter when you can barely survive.

Be a real desert for my heart,

The burning sun and scouring sand

Will scorch away my tears

And maybe I'll escape this desert of the real