mother goose is on the loose burning brightly in my mind
places been seem not as near; places not are close behind
beds are comforting to some but river beds are all i know
what can be is not what is, choose and point and stop the flow
make it turn and eddy down round the sunken trees within
foam the frantic waters fast, blur the contours of my sin
see the surface fracture light into diamonds sharp and shrill
make your peace with the dark night and the demons in the hill
places been are not as near as the places i've not been
places been are not as dear but the road goes on again
and mother goose is still the queen who furnishes my palace
and mother goose is who i mean, mother goose and alice
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About Me
- PJarrett
- I am from West Virginia. Born in New Martinsville to a minister's family. Traveled around West Virginia and Southern Ohio growing up. The only stability I got was from my mother's side of the family in Boone County. My Great Grandfather on my father's side was preaching in Madison during the Mine Wars. He ran for the state legislature on a pro-union ticket and won only to have the coal companies tie the results up in court so he ended serving only one day out of this term. My Grandfather on my mother's side stood with the miner's at Blair Mountain and died of Black Lung when I was still in my teens. I was raised a Conservative Christian...not a Fundamentalist. Strict separation of church and state based on the understanding that what makes for a good politician is pretty much the opposite of what makes a good Christian. I'm politically radical in that I believe in one man/one vote and the only way to have political equality is to have economic equality. I'm an atheist because once I accepted the fact of my own mortality I found no need for belief in God.
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