Like He Owned the Place

He was always there
Waiting just to see us
That big old smile on his face
Like he owned the place.

Boy it was a swell life.
He ran long and deep
Like a mountain river.
He pulled us together like gravity.

The day he died
He was light like a vapor.
Lord, please take care of Dad.
We miss him so.

HE MISSES YOU TOO.
HE IS HERE
WAITING JUST TO SEE YOU,
THAT BIG OLD SMILE ON HIS FACE
LIKE HE OWNS THE PLACE.

Simone

Her name was Simone.
She came here from Paris at an early age.
She was the kind of girl everybody falls for.
She was a lawyer.
She read Plato.
She danced the ballet.
She played the piano and the violin.
She liked horseback riding.
She ran marathons and could swim five miles.
She practiced zen.

Inside her head she was a wild animal.
She filed her teeth,
And against her inside darkness they gleamed.
When she smiled her whole being was teeth.

She had never actually wrecked a train,
but things were about to change.

Nothing's Free

You thought that I would never see,
What came to you was meant for me.
I was distracted at the time.
Forget about yours, now what about mine.

To Be Do Be

To be or not to be,
I say be.
You can not be later.