Poetry — June 9, 2011 14:50 — 0 Comments

The Physics Of Philosophy – Stephen Roxborough

there are no lines he said
everything is approximation

most things begin and end
in the same place she said

the biggest lie is that life
must mean something he said

there are no facts worth
dying for she said

too much work is like trying
to eat the world he said

the difference between life
and death is ice cream she said

Bio:

Stephen Roxborough (aka roxword) was born in New York to a Canadian father and American mother. He's a past board member for the Washington Poets Association, co-founder of Burning Word poetry festival, and Head Poet for Madrona Center on Guemes Island. An acclaimed, award-winning performance poet, Rox has been twice nominated for the Pushcart Prize and appeared in many publications. His spoken word cd, Spiritual Demons (2002) is available at amazon and cdbaby.com.

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What am I?

Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies

Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;

Scientists can't find me.

Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—

Remind me:

The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…

Tick, Tock: Divine me.

-- Richard Kenney

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