As You’re Told | EXPLICIT

When they went to the beach there was nothing left


Everyone was there

Everyone Was


They ate the life from The Sea until it became an ocean to cross


Othersided we walk

You’ve seen the pathways

You have run upon them


not on them.

can’t have them


Above and beyond is not always open and wide


Vacuum clean imagined futures until hypothetically palpable


Climb a tangent until you broke the branch

Break the branch off


Is dinner over.

May I be excused?


Curtsy like the facetious fuck that you are

Slightly pulling skirts up can be believed courteous while known to falsify the norms of courtesy


Breath into a brown paper bag insulated by plastic


Suffocated life as an orange dripping juices


punctuated sponge




Spangle the banner

Right until seeing stars,


Up above what?

sit.

that’s a good boy


Do unto others as you’re told to do

Because I said,”so”.



Author: Russ Palmer Silberman


Universal Breath

Dream a dream to never die

The dreams I have

I can’t disguise,

Before the sun is long above

Beach waves shimmer out pure love


Pour your poor soul into the thermos

Maintaining its God given temperature and viscosity


Pillage a mansion to reawaken rooms

Once told stories may become stories untold if lost within the universal landfill


Glorious rainforests littered by concrete

Burn the cement until it melts into freedom


Nature.



Do you see that tree thriving in summer sun?

Give your full awareness to her effervescent stillness

Love for flora will be returned in kind,

Intertwined leafy branches touch your heart presenting their absolute gratitude


The bush

The flower

The leaf

The petal

Blades of grass wave to all of us


Waving back, as simple as bestowing on them the entirety of your attention

for just even a moment


I may speak only one language, but I breathe universally

But I breathe

I breathe

Breathe



Author: Russ Palmer Silberman


A Promise from Now

High up on that book shelf, No

Higher up, still Higher

there


There.

Here it is,

You were not looking for that but you have found this

Now You hold this,

momentarily?


Take this moment

Give this, these and those back


To where


Who?

What do I get?


Everything.


Returning, it does not matter.

Its insignificance is significant for Everyone.


The others may not understand, comprehend and/or fathom


The others matter, too

They don’t get what they don’t get


You must understand.


Underestimating understanding ultimately leads unto dark,

Ignorance isn’t blissful if followed by brandished blasphemy


Can you feel that?

of course…


Off and on course are often synonymous

Do your thoughts hurt?


The sunlit pasture is beneath our feet,

The glare in your eyes


A promise


From,

Now



Author: Russ Palmer Silberman