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Sunday, March 30, 2014

Sky Driving



Sky Driving


Riding the flat line highway
into the heart of the horizon

I am mesmerized

by the twilight sky


Cotton clouds
with halos red

Fiery swirl

Hellish curl

Pure alluring beauty

Hypnotic tapestry
laid out before me


I zone out
and crash into
an innocent tree

Luckily I survived

but 

now I know

to never

dream and drive




Wall Creatures




Wall Creatures


Let's have MY people

meet YOUR people

at the designated place

Where OUR people
will interface
and formulate a plan
against THEM
who have no people

We gotta stick together
and unite ourselves

Put aside our differences

Because if we don't

those we fear

will succeed in
becoming part
of us 

and the purity
of our exclusivity
will be forever
bust




Saturday, March 29, 2014

Newton Knew



Newton Knew


Without gravity
to keep us in place
we'd all float away

into the vast expanse
of space

Yet another

of the immense
galaxy of things
we take for granted


We should all
take a moment
from our ingratitude
and thank gravity for
keeping us
grounded


The force is always
with oblivious us




Friday, March 28, 2014

Pleased To Meet You




Pleased To Meet You


Welcome to Hell 

Before we begin
our orientation

please allow me
to clarify your situation

Some of you may feel
you've gotten a raw deal


All a tragic misunderstanding

but


trust me


Your current 
infernal position
has been well earned

The sins 
accumulated
over a lifetime
of misdeeds galore
must be paid for

I am your Daddy

Your soul warden 

So settle in
my forlorn children 

We own your
sorry asses
for all eternity

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

No Crying In Free Fall



No Crying In Free Fall


Buster is tough as nails 
A real manly sort of man  
     
Does not acknowledge his pain        
No display of weakness allowed

And yet he hurts like we all do        
Being hard does not make you immune

From the down side he internalizes
Like an emotional black hole

Takes so much energy to hold it all in
Trapped in the prison of his macho facade

People respect him for being so strong  
They have no clue how weak and scared he is  

Through The Wormhole




Through The Wormhole




In my current non connectivity 
static state of locked out panic


I scroll through the thickets

Click on a link 
that looks promising


but


I am flung to a dark place

where my ignorance haunts me



Taunted by the cyber scrolls


of software coding nerds


Using terms of control


in that mystical language


of the 21st Century Nouveau riche




So here I am

way off the grid



I have never been so confused

I have never been so lost 


Gonna turn off


all my devices



Get back my life



Totally unplugged



Monday, March 24, 2014

Face Time




Face Time


We are all 
somebody's history

Faded pages in a 
dusty scrapbook

Being scanned by eyes
not yet born

As they sit around
and ponder

who we were
in the family tree

and vigorously debate

if we mattered 







Multiply Times





Multiply Times


Men need women

Women need men


Been that way
since time began

A physical necessity

A shared 

reality of biology

For our species
to carry on
we have to 
constantly
get it on

but so much
more is required

since we have
evolved from animals

A relationship
foundation 
must be laid

Courtship games 
to be played

Social institutions
set the rules

The boundaries
of conformity

keep us in line

to perform the
procreation duties

we were designed 
to administer 

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Ignoramus Us





Ignoramus Us 


Cyber blasting
down the 
information 
super highway

Clicking my

free time away

Whizzing on by
current events


The pain of humanity
passing before my eyes


Tragedy condensed
to a flat scene
on my high fidelity
mini screen

Sensory overload

Numbness of the soul 

The desperate struggles

of the world
fall on blind eyes

As I play my 
empty word games
on phony social media

Deaf to the desperate prayers 
of a world in flames

Is anybody real
still out there?

Behind Sad Eyes





Behind Sad Eyes


Veiled Burka Girl
shrouded in misery

Seeks a better life
in the 21st Century

Unfortunately she
lives in a medieval
theocracy

A fiefdom where her
gender is bottom tier 

A culture frozen
in antiquity  

Run by scruffy
power tripping
misogynous
cave men 

Burka Girl
launches a 
desperate plan

Takes her future
into her own hands

Cuts her hair short

Loses the veil

of anonymity

Fakes being

a member
of the dominant gender

So she
as a fake he

can enter school
and get an education

but her femininity
can not be restrained

Mullah man

outs her and
foils the plan


She is dragged out
into the street and

stoned to death

The mob is satisfied

Another bloody trophy
for the terror brigade

Corrupting the spirit
of religion daily

Echos of original sin

in the land of 

the bearded Satans

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Murky Mirror Man



Murky Mirror Man


How ironic

that I have become


all the things
I use to mock
and revile


when I was young
and naive


Not the way
envisioned I would be

Such is the high price
of conformity

Always settling
for the comfortable
low risk position

A member of 
the obscure
anonymous median

Part of
the muddling majority

Mired in our
stagnant mediocrity  

The nightmare
of settling and
shortchanging
our dreams








Good Solder








Good Solder


This spiritual bond
that we have forged

in the fire of desire

is way too strong
to be broken

by random circumstance

though our link

forever under duress
from raging storms

must evolve and bend

Never yielding
to our current
inflexible realities

Thursday, March 20, 2014

So Stoic




So Stoic

I wish I could cry

Not a wailing
convulsing sob

just a little misty eyed

I wish I could cry

about anything


a little moisture
for anyone

I wish I could shed a tear

for the tragedy
that is humanity


It's not that
don't care

I'm not an
insensitive guy

I just can't ever
seem to cry

Why are my
tear ducts
so dry?

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Creationism




Creationism


When you feel that surge
blasting from your core


That wonderful burst
which tingles

from head to toe

Let it go

Like lava 
from a volcano

Release the flow

Creative juices on fire

Innovation
which inspires 

Get it all down

Transcribe the inspiration

Ride the wave
as long as you can

Cause all highs

eventually go low








Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Tree Toppers



Tree Toppers



We

the way too cool

for our own good

beautiful people

of the realm

smugly proclaim


the fashionable divinity
of whatever absurdity
we choose to cram down
your sheep throats


We


are forever

trending up

as you cheer us on


though we

know damn well

you pray for the day

we fall












Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Hard Way



The Hard Way


These hard lessons

we learn

the hard way

from this

hard life

will hardly matter

if we do not


make the hard choices


required
of us


Hard love?

Of course

Love is always hard

Hate is so much easier

Destruction requires
just a sledge hammer
and some force

which destroys
whatever it strikes

Construction is hard

It requires a plan
and patience applied

Hard work for sure

but

a good kind of hard

which hardens our resolve
and makes us stronger

The Enforcers





The Enforcers


Rules

We got em


Old and new


Posted everywhere

So ignorance

while bliss

is no excuse

We enforce

the structure
society is built on

the boundaries

that define how
far we can go

We control

all parameters
defined and codified

Crushing those
who choose
not to comply


Those who dare
to freestyle
outside our walls

Will be shot 
in their aspirations 

Just do as we say

and you won't
get hurt

We reject

your lame protestations


GET IN LINE!

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Sponge Man




Sponge Man


Some men
get women
all hot and excited


Some men
make women swoon

and get all weak
in the knees

All a matter of biology

Chemical attraction action

I use to look at those 
fortunate specimens
with a great deal of envy 

Cause a heat generating missile
I shall never ever be

tis my physical reality

the cards I was dealt genetically

Now I embrace who
and what I be

I am a female balm

I calm girls down

when they are angry


I make them smile
through the tears

A human sounding board

Absorbing the hurts

My blessing


My curse

Tick Tock Monster




Tick Tock Monster

Time matters

ALWAYS


Mileposts in quick sand


We gotta keep moving

or we sink 
to the bottom

That awful place

you can't
climb out of

So we gotta push back

don't get steamrolled
by daily monotony

don't succumb
to the lure of inertia

Do you understand?

Can you comprehend
the power of our foe?

The clock that owns
us surely knows

We are locked

in a life and death battle


with a force


that rules the day


and all eternity

Time matters 

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Imagine




Imagine


I know this is 
a question cliche

but I gotta
raise it 
anyway

Suppose they 
gave a war
and nobody came?

What if the pawns
refused to play?

Just picked up 
their war sticks
and went home
to their families

Let the other side
keep their ideology

What would the
generals and
politicians do?

With their empty speeches

Weapons without targets

The tools of war made obsolete

A generation
who only knew
global peace

Wouldn't that be sweet?

  




Words



Words


Words

Seemingly
innocuous

tools of
communication

Letters arranged
in such a way
carry language
across our divides

Thought burps

we release

convey

inner feelings


emotions suppressed 

Words contain
the power of
megaton
bombs


They can destroy nations

They can heal old wounds

Words are the currency
of all mankind

The script of humanity

So don't waste
or abuse
the gift