Sequel
There is no sequel to life
No Re-Do
No Re-Start
No Do-Over
Sweep away your tears
Brush your regrets beneath the rug
Swallow the key after locking history in a box
Don’t mind the gap
Turn your body toward the back of the elevator
Say Yes more than saying No
Sail away from the safe harbor
There is no sequel to life
Consequences
Results
Answers
Outcomes
Aftermath
Ramification
Conclusion
Oh, stay tuned for part 2
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.02.06.09.00.00@BklynNYC
26.07.12.07.12.54@BklynNYC
Distance
Became so distant
Disconnected and removed
Passion gracefully became inconsistent
Everyone forgot our names
Everything failed around us
Everybody played tricks and games
Grown so far apart
Forgotten how to speak the same language
Battle for the empty heart
Once the best of lovers
Behind locked doors
Hiding under the covers
Amorous letter burns
Speechless and wordless
Without ideas or concerns
Separating close connection
With no gratification or satisfaction
Wallowing in self-inflicted infection
No first dance or wedding bell
Standing out in the wet and cold
Not even a cordial farewell
A different agenda on your plate
On our desks and in our files
Nothing left to debate
Sinking in the sea of despair
Giving birth to misconceptions
Avoid sitting in the judge's chair
Following the what if
And what could have been
Leaping headfirst off the inescapable cliff
Reading the story in tomorrow’s news
With death comes sympathy
In the direction we now choose
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.06.16.14.27.45@345NYC
Mother Barking Like A Dog
Mother bequeathed the old green sofa to me
Not sure what I would do with the old green sofa
Yellow and white vertical stripes ran across the fabric
The back of the couch was torn up
May have been by a dog
Or a cat
Or just little kids
I was once a little kid
I once had a dog
I once had a cat
We buried her on a Sunday
She had died the previous Friday
In the ground quickly before the sun set for a third time
I’m lucky
Now I have the green sofa
The one with yellow and white vertical stripes
Mother is barking
Barking like a dog
Mother is dead
Dead as a dog
Barking silently behind my brand new couch
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.06.17.14.29.26@345NYC
Fire Fire Fire
Everything around me is burning.
House burning
Office chairs burning
Shoes burning
Tears burning
Everything is on fire
Pain on fire
Pleasure on fire
Hope on fire
This is the twist I do
The dance
The ballet inside my head
Turning off reality
Kissing the future
With haunts from under the bed
Deeply buried in the closets of secrets
Burn
Burn
Burn
© David Greg Harth
26.06.17.11.45.00@345NYC
Always Ready To Capture
Always ready to capture
shooting stars descending upon earth
Out of reach
The night sky is so far away
Always ready to capture
the perfect snapshot framed
Photographic memories
Remembered for eternity
Always ready to capture
prey I’ve been hunting
From dusk to dawn
Wandering paths unknown
Always ready to capture
the escaping idea
Roping in concepts near and far
Saving deep inside for later blossoming
Always ready to capture
your heart
As I surrender my love
Just to have your love in return
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.06.16.12.57.24@345NYC
Amerigina
Blondes
Brunettes
Redheads
Auburns
Grey and Silver
Ebony and Ivory
Curly
Wavy
Straight
Braided
Bald
Kinky
Afro
Freckled
Sun-kissed
Pale as a ghost
Olive and fair and
Petite and gigantic giants
Slim and thin
Thick and muscular
Voluptuous and athletic
Short tall
Underweight
Overweight
Smoooooooth
Tiny
Huge
Big
Small
Fearless
Scrumptious
Soft - Hard
Open lips, flappy lips, inner lips, perfect lips
Strips, Triangles, Bikini, Brazilian, Shaved, Waxed, Lasered, Au Naturel!
Sisters and
Aunts
Daughters and
Mothers
Grandmothers and
Girlfriends
Partners and
Wives
Lovers and
Friends
Living the American Dream
Inside the American Vagina
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.06.06.14.12.00@BklynNYC
Daytime Madness
Forgotten nights
Commuting for your heart’s desire
Drowning in city lights
Communion’s sake
Doing the daily chug-a-long
Put a knife through last night’s steak
Leaning on subway polls
Going through revolving office doors
Sanitizing your flesh from head to toes
Working to live your dream
Dreaming of living a better life
Busting at every seam
Whistling while you’re working
Whimpering in disgust of yourself
Sitting curbside drinking
Suddenly retirement age creeps up on you
You cry yourself to sleep
Life escaped you leaving you blue
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.06.04.09.25.04@345NYC
Buzzing Little Bee
Buzzing bee on capitol hill
Buzzing around D.C.
Buzzing in and out of traffic
On the beltway
On that grey January 6th day
Buzzing the corruption
Pardon the democratic interruption
Drop the prosecution
Throw out the constitution
Don’t bow to the golden god
Never seen such dishonesty on such a scale
Citizens rise up and throw him in jail
Tax fraud
Character flawed
Celebrate his death with an applaud
Buzzing bee
No accepting of his last plea
Such a tyrant not to be set free
Buzzing buzzing little bee,
Don’t sting me
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.21.15.45.39@345NYC
Robert
Black cat up a tree
Meowing in the dead of night
Feeling out of sight
Black cat up a tree
Shadows making such a fright
My very personal knight
Black cat up a tree
Nibble the ear a little bite
At first morning light
Black cat up a tree
Knowing my emotions you’re so bright
Never willing to put up a fight
Black cat up a tree
In my arms so tight
Everything’s gonna be alright
Black cat up a tree
You are right
You are not white
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.20.17.21.30@345NYC
Obstacles
Wide-mouthed your speech
Subtle doubts in your mind
Honorable mentions for your ideas
Spreading butter on your bread
Slipping on your silk robe
Turning the kettle on your stove
Burden of your shackled feet
Dampened cloth between your legs
Fist clenched on your hammer’s handle
Border control asks for your papers
Eye of the storm guides your fears
Feeling safe under your covers
Anthropological studies on your desk
Ballroom dancing for your pleasure
Existing in your secluded fourth dimension
Release your constructed barriers
Falsify your historical records
Give birth to your undeveloped theories
Ravens remove your eyes
End of time has the ultimate grip on your clock
Pleasantries don’t expand your necessitates
Feeling the pinching of your cheek
Giving up on your forever dreams
Finding destiny was never in your control
Drowning under your accumulated debt
Losing all your investments
Paying for your delivery fees
Sheriff on the tail of your chaotic driving
Ambassador of love bruising your heart
Drought won’t save your tears
Doctors refuse your resuscitation
Parasites feeding on your freedom
Supper plate shattered at your knees
Obstruction of your innocence
Sale of your childhood
Burying your last emotional turmoil
Midnight mass apologies for your felonies
Mystery disease enslaving your brain
Past decisions preventing your escape
Highest bidder buys your art
Wolves feed on your compassion
Memories complete your self-destruction
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.12.15.10.15@345NYC
Road to Nowhere
Tired of my feet leading me this way
Tired of turning the wheel
Haven’t succeeded
Haven’t done anything lately
Haven’t accomplished anything
Haven’t followed my dream
So tired of this
Road to nowhere
–
Tired of wrong paths taken
Tired of wrong choices made
Haven’t inspired myself
Haven’t achieved my goals
Haven’t looked to the future
Haven’t learned from the past
So tired of this
Road to nowhere
–
Tired of hiding from the truth
Tired of living a false livelihood
Haven’t created in a long time
Haven’t revealed my biggest secret
Haven’t released my inner child
Haven’t aced my own test
So tired of this
Road to nowhere
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.11.14.53.00@345NYC
God Returned My Call
Let me tell you about God.
I don’t capitalize god.
I don’t believe in god.
I hate wasting my time writing about god.
I’ll never try to convince you that god does not exist.
But as much as I don’t accept this concept of a higher power.
I must tell you about this phone call I received the other day,
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.11.0912.58@345NYC
Out of Control
Action packing
Addiction producing
Aimless flying
Air suffocating
Airplane descending
Alarm sounding
All engulfing
Answer delaying
Ant colonizing
Asphalt paving
Asteroid landing
Autumn harvesting
Baby birthing
Backyard barbecuing
Banjo playing
Bank robbing
Bar hopping
Battery charging
Bee buzzing
Beliefs upending
Belly aching
Bible reading
Bird chirping
Blood sucking
Box hoarding
Boxer punching
Bridge spanning
Bubble bursting
Bulb lighting
Bull shitting
Cake baking
Camera flashing
Car crashing
Cash withdrawing
Casino betting
Cat petting
Cave crawling
Cement mixing
Cereal munching
Chalkboard erasing
Chess moving
Citizens protesting
Cliff jumping
Clock ticking
Cloud puffing
Cock stroking
Color blinding
Comedian portraying
Compass navigating
Constant pleading
Corrupt governing
Coupon saving
Credit card spending
Cum swallowing
Dead breathing
Deep sleeping
Democracy voting
Disease defeating
Dish washing
Donut frying
Drug inducing
Drum beating
Dust collecting
Egg hatching
Election cheating
Envelope sealing
Face shaving
False promising
Fighter jets bombing
Finger trembling
Fire burning
First date kissing
Fist bumping
Flag raising
Flower bedding
Forced childbearing
Funeral gathering
Galaxy observing
Gas passing
Germ catching
Gift giving
Glass breaking
Golden peeing
Grade school flirting
Granola grinding
Gravity defying
Gum chewing
Gun Shooting
Hail Mary praying
Hang gliding
Heart stopping
Heavy benching
Home refinancing
Hostile plotting
Hot wheeling
Ice melting
Idea nixing
Illegal crossing
Illegally hallucinating
Image stealing
In bed spooning
Infidelity hiding
Inmate electrifying
Innocent crucifying
Intimate lovemaking
Irrational thinking
Knee bending
Lane signaling
Lawn mowing
Lazer beaming
Loan borrowing
Lollipop licking
Losing everything
Luggage carrying
Machine malfunctioning
Mall shopping
Maximized activating
Milk pouring
Mirror reflecting
Money laundering
Mosh pitting
Mountain climbing
Mouth foaming
Mud wrestling
Mushroom foraging
Nail clipping
Naked skydiving
Narcissistic self-caring
Nation building
Nighttime cricketing
Nose blowing
Number crunching
Ocean crushing
Oil drilling
Old schooling
Opera singing
Orgasm moaning
Package delivering
Page turning
Parent pleasing
Parishioners worshipping
Pimple popping
Planet orbiting
Plant watering
Playground bullying
Pocket protecting
Poison controlling
Political pushing
Presidential scamming
Pussy Pumping
Rain leaking
Razor thinning
Receipt totaling
Relentless unforgiving
Rocket launching
Sadly weeping
Satellite communicating
Science questioning
Scissor sistering
Seasons changing
Seeds growing
Serial killing
Ship sailing
Sitcom televising
Skin peeling
Skinny dipping
Sled riding
Smoothie drinking
Sonic booming
Speed skating
Spell being
Stadium shouting
Stock falling
Stone throwing
Storage boxing
Sun setting
Sunburn tanning
Sunrise birding
Tax auditing
Taxi hailing
Telephone ringing
Thinking something
Threesome unicorning
Thunder clapping
Time wasting
Tiptoe sneaking
Tongue teasing
Total counting
Tractor bulldozing
Trash talking
Treasure hunting
Trouble breathing
Video pirating
Voice raising
War mongering
Weapon manufacturing
Weight lifting
Wind howling
Wing soaring
Wire tapping
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.08.21.33.03@130BKLYN
Glass Glass Glass
Glass Glass Glass
Broken glass
Bottle glass
Windshield glass
Jar glass plate glass pottery glass
Everywhere glass
Glass eyes Glass tolls Glass toes
Gas in the glass, light in the glass, colored glass
Gasoline glass, Fire glass, Sandstone glass
Glass on the beach
Glass on the floor
Glass full of lies
Glass empty
Glass full
Glass in your belly
Glass up the ass
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.07.16.18.35@345NYC
Redemption
I’m just a man on a mission
A man cloaked in black
With a bible under my arm
Preaching to those that would listen
About my harm and about my reason
About my charm and about my treason
–
Dancing with Lucifer
Holding hands
Stepping across the stone floor
A lyre whispers in the distance
Wearing a torn bride’s dress
Spotted red above the knees
See my hands
Please my eyes
Wine in my beard
Heart crucified to the wooden ark
Blood dripping down to the bimah
Slithering snakes tease to please
Love me
Don’t just unjust me
Scanning the congregation for hope
Eyes meeting your eyes
In this uncontrolled territory
Sea of Kineret excursion
My feet flirt with the benthos
Head south for the pillar
To wash my wounds with salt
Could not sink my toes into the Dead Sea
Infidels biting Eden’s forbidden fruit
Fighting over lands that do not forgive
For unkept promises
Casting out my shadow
My forever plea
It is something so ordinary
That I cannot see
For I am a man
A man on a mission
–
I’m just a man on a mission
A man cloaked in black
With a bible under my arm
Preaching to those that would listen
About my harm and about my reason
About my charm and about my treason
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.07.13.40.08@345NYC
Finding Grace
You have my heart
But my love is mine
While barefoot
I wandered into the woods
Got lost beneath the canopy of leaves
Below the needles of pine trees
Acorns at my feet
Grey skies hover overhead
Can’t see the clouds blanketing this forest
My heart tries to escape
But your hands hold me near
Tied down and guided
No echoes in faraway canyons
Attempting to evade
Making a path from beginning to end
Without a compass and without reason
Without justification and without apology
The trees sway in unison
Dancing a ballet of hidden truths
Making you a forgotten false memory
Tried to find an exit
Instead of this constant existence
Where you own my heart
And I own your heart
Where my love is mine
And your love is yours
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.06.15.24.02@345NYC
Wishful Banana
Yellow pencil
Siting on my desk
Morning sunshine taking my breath away
Shadows dance on my desk
Painted yellow wood
Filled with graphite
My pencil
Wishes it was a banana
A calcium filled delight
Ready to be peeled
Eaten bite by bite
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.05.04.15.56.18@345NYC
Mosquito
Swat so near
Never going to fear
That pest in my ear
Brain empty flood
Dragged me through the mud
Sucking my positive red blood
Tied me up like a hog
Left me in a breathless fog
Prayed in yesterday’s synagogue
Tried to get me to mate
Delivered me on a silver plate
Desperate measures to coordinate
Took me for a fool so anonymous
Abused every inch of my consciousness
Buried me to rot in a concrete sarcophagus
Ripped off my lizard scales
Chopped off my finger and toenails
Slipped me substance in dry cocktails
I shy away from
I ooze and seep and cum
I shrivel and shrink and succumb
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.04.30.15.57.30@345NYC
Given, Forgotten
We were young
You gave me your most hidden secret
It was my most prized possession
I kept it deep inside my heart
For the longest time
Never told anyone
As promised
We've grown older
Weathered and worn
We don’t move as easily
Watching sitcom reruns with laughter
Cherish our everyday prunes and nap time
Our joints get stiff
Our lips are chapped
Our skin has sunspots
Our hair turns kinky grey
Our eyes fail to see truths
Our organs don’t work properly
Our mind struggles to remember
Our diapers remind us of our younger years
Our dentures clean with effervescent tablets
Our bones twist our skin into their own unnatural forms
Lying in bed
Staring at the ceiling
In my cardigan over my flannel shirt
I’m reminded of my grandfather
Whom I look exactly like
Bundled up for a winter’s day
On this summer day
Lying in bed
I’ve now forgotten
The secret you’ve given me
All those years ago
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.04.30.13.44.19@345NYC
Apology
Execution was a fabrication
A Crookes radiometer sits on the sill
Birds sing their song as they land nearby
A cold glass of freshly poured lemonade dampens the white cloth it sits upon
Ice cubes crack in the heat of the sun
Claiming love as the only true vocation
Splinters from the wooden rocking chair puncture palms
Hands are weaving in the corner of the front porch
Ocean tide is conversing where the yard meets the rocky beach
The key is in the lock ready to turn
Hands up in time for negotiation
The sea sweeps vitality into its great gyre
Swallowing salt and honor
Weakness brought to the barrel at one’s knees
Apologizing for a broken heart
Thought about bridge’s height or immolation
Not catered to the public doubt
Cheeking medication on the ward yearning for cyanide
Lovers lost and found after the greatest compromised promise
Vacancy celebrated and remembered from the altar
With head down ready to surrender to suffocation
Dreams of fate and reason
Crushed with a deadly blow to the head
Name etched into the discharged bullet
Embedded deep within the frontal lobe
© 2026 David Greg Harth
26.04.30.12.36.24@345NYC