Tao

Patient bird hunts
Bullfrog tadpoles scurry into the murk
I hate the heron
Complains the boy on the shore
I love the tadpoles
Replies the man
Without them we’d never see the heron

-T. Weeks
(A response to “As I Sit Writing Here”)

Altruism

A thousand miles from here
People I have never met
Will never meet
Are playing a game I never play
Never even watch
Half of them will win that game
And I will feel joy
I like the color of their shirts
I had a layover in their airport
They don’t win often
What more reasons need I

-T. Weeks
(A response to “A Font of Type”)

The Experience

What happened to William Morgan
Betrayer of America supporter of Castro
Seeker of love
Seeker of acceptance
Seeker of a new life
A man seeks seeking liberty
Ambushed by a despot
J. Edgar Hoover sucks the life out of him
Revoking citizenship
Delivering banishment
Vibrato is the word of the day
And these Cuban people are democratic
They would never be communists
A man trying to live in Cuban peace
He doesn’t see that Fidel is just like the rest of them
Power hungry and chasing the power
Chairing the power
Everybody loves the picture of Che Guevara
The idealistic revolutionary
Nobody remembers he ran the national bank of Cuba
Traitor drunk with rubles
They all get drunk as soon as the money shows up
As soon as the power shows up
The bay of pigs is all of us
We are all patsies
We believe we fight we love then we are betrayed
We are always betrayed
By prophets by revolutionaries by candidates
They are real when they start
They are all traitors in the end
All of them
All of them
All of them
All of them
Even you
Even you
Even you
Even you
RIP William Morgan
Fool
Dear moms we’ve made our peace
Our mind is clear and our spirit clear

-T. Weeks
@life_immense
(A response to “A Carol Closing Sixty-Nine”)

Ode

This an ode to that time
That you finally said the thing
That you always wanted to say
That you’d never said
That now you regret

I’m sorry

-T. Weeks
(A response to “To Those Who’ve Fail’d”)