To Papa and all the Moloch-Generations of papas- who break your back and hold back all the tears, nestled in the catacombs of kitchen cabinets with silverware- that we may make our Journeys to the East. We love you. <br />∞ <br />Poem reference : Rainer Maria Rilke - Sometimes a Man gets up during supper. <br />∞ <br />Coyote in the Zendo. <br />Poems - <br />Howl, <br />I say the Sky, <br />We Real Cool, <br />Lunar Meanders, <br />Ghost Song.
