Jelly and Peanut Butter

 

Fits and starts.. 

.....................

False bottom..

Comes and goes..

Feel the rhythm..

Anywhere is somewhere..

Nowhere here..

Anything goes....

sputter..sputter..

False bottom..

Fits and starts..

FUCK IT

The Outsider

 

I am 
now and forever
situated in the wrong place
at the wrong time
though I've come to accept
my perpetual spatial displacement
in this indifferent Universe...

Being this far out of it
does allow outsider me
the clean perspective to finally see
the complete landscape

in it's glorious entirety 

Muzzling Dumbness

 

Prejudice and Ignorance...

Keep these yapping mutts on a tight leash
lest they break loose from your grip
and bite you in your crass opinions..

No shame in being uninformed
since reality is such a downer
but there is no need to broadcast
the full extent of your mental darkness

Be the Driver

 

Your dreams
are all YOURS...

Never fret
what others say
or allow them
to diminish or demean
your soul spun possibilities...

Respect the boundaries of reality
but do not allow these confines
to become your prison...

At the end of our story

let it not be said

by those whose paths we crossed

that we did not craft

our own special narrative

Blinkers On

 

Sometimes it's over
before it begins...

Of course
as a defense mechanism
we live oblivious  
to our selective
disconnections
and unintended
though should have been obvious
reckless consequence

if only we had done

a little due diligence

and thought this shit through

There is no shame in ignorance..

Actually there is

in a BIG PICTURE sense

but since we're all seeking happiness

we gotta give ourselves a pass

when the reality disconnect

benefits our current circumstance

Purging DNA

 

I have spent my life
trying to purge
the scourge of Puritanism
from my American bred DNA...

Beating the religious intolerance
they ruled with was easy
since in my eyes God is obviously

not an exclusive one size fits all bigot..

And the black and white fashion thing

they paraded around in
was always senseless to me..

But their damn work like a dog

til you die at your post ethic
are still the hardest chains
for this frustrated mutt to break..

The guilt of my fully enjoying

an unproductive retirement

is my head in the stockade 

public square embarrassment 

Forever having to defend

doing absolutely nothing

but enjoy my dwindling time

to those still daily grinding

So fuck the long gone Puritans

and the ships they rode in on

Mental Cleanse

Take your best shot 

and try to loosen

these cemented opinions

reeking of thought rigor mortis..

Your dissent forces me
to question my faith
in the core assumptions
of grounded philosophy
that need to be
battle tested periodically
and run through the personal wringer

Once these views have been tempered  

by your challenge of my judgements

be prepared 

for my now upgraded

 (thanks to you)

counterargument

Down the Funnel

 

My legacy
is the same as yours...

Our ultimate destiny
ain't no different
from the kings and queens
we are programmed to revere...

As our end grows near
the truth becomes clear...

When we are dead and gone
and reach the ultimate nothingness
all your accumulated accolades

that came before...

All those glorious trophies

stored on dusty shelves
will be as useless to you
in your current cadaver state
as a screen door on a submarine..

Darkness is our shared destination

I Reboot

 

Anytime a new concept
or unfiltered idea
contradicts my programming
I reboot back to factory settings..

This reflex protection
is hard wired in to my model
by those who design mass opinion
to regulate and control the thoughts
of we easily swayed populace

Applied Solution

 

Take your main problem 

and break it down

to its core components..

The solution to this mess

rests in your hands

if you have the courage

to face the truth

staring you in the face..

But first one question..

Why are you holding

that sledgehammer

over my head?

Seeds of Apathy

 

As the rhetorical thunder
now just outside our walls
grew in volume
we knew Ignorance
whose threat we had neglected
would be here by nightfall
to devour truth
which could no longer be guarded
by our feckless institutions..

Panic now dominates the realm

as blame is dispensed in all directions

by those who were charged with our protection...

If only they had applied this new found energy

to combat the insidious forces of Lethargy

which slowly eroded our fortifications

into soon to be useless rubble

a little sooner

A tarnished monument

of society's shameful capitulation 

to the forces of darkness

we allowed in with abject negligence

Glorious Accommodations

 

You say tomato
and I say anchovy.. 

You say potato
and I say rigatoni..

TOMATO !!

ANCHOVY !!

POTATO !!

RIGATONI !!

It seems our perceptions
are way out of line..

Which is fine..

Variance need not be a calamity..

We can agree to disagree..

Differing opinions need not be a crime..

I respect you and you respect me..

Isn't this easier than fighting all the time? 

Fashion Nonsense

 

Sexy supermodel
forever burdened with maintaining
the perception of perfection..

The outside world can never see
her patchwork goddess reality..

Illusions must be meticulously maintained..

Erosion each day will be restrained..

Makeup covers the seams..

Gotta protect the dream

and the cosmetic industry

which feeds the glossy beast...

Pushing out high priestesses

with their pouty expressions..

Emaciated bodies

pimping overpriced fashions..

Setting impossible standards

on what constitutes true feminine beauty

in this narrow runway world

of shallow delusions

Award Tripping

 

Upon retrospective review
of my greatest life hits
most of my finest triumphs
were off stage away from the spotlight...

The shadows of anonymity
was where I did my best work
so the victories I achieved
big and small alike
were known only to me
and my empty trophy case...

I choose to leave the kudos

and public accolades

to the attention whore masses

forever grasping for validation...

Did I mention my ultimate

life trip accomplishment?

Lame self esteem soothing rationalizations...

a

Thread Bare Reality

 

There are daze 
when I feel overwhelmed
by things that were
once so simple only yesterday...

My frayed brain synapses 
temporarily disconnected
from how to perform
basic functional tasks...

Gotta step back...

Take a deep breath...

Slow down
this spinning carousel
and come to grips
with my elderly driven
cognitive limitations...

Mick was so correct when he foretold...

What a drag it is getting old

Props To The People

 

While our country is hemorrhaging
from a thousand cuts 
of condescending arrogance
public discourse sinks
further into the abyss
of scorched Earth politics...

All the while we real people
roll our weary eyes

and trudge through each day..

Grinding away
into the permanent mist
of this most challenging existence..

Gloriously oblivious

to the daily carnage

of our out of touch government

that is determined to divide us

Pro Active Death Prep

 

Enjoy the void..

Embrace the serenity
of glorious monotony..

For the final destination
of our restless
and never satisfied species
on this Earthly trip
through the indifferent galaxy
ends at a common exit
with a shared dust to dust destiny..

This oft difficult life to death transition

from warm to cold blooded stiff

can be made a little less severe

if we lessen our angle of descent

and take the flat line glide path out of here

Price Tagless

 

Once the situation degraded
beneath minimal standards 
the masters of our side
were finally persuaded
to deviate from the established plan
and finally demand
for the very first time
rational thought be applied.. 

Many of us life cynics question
if these clowns
will ever learn their lesson
given their rampant arrogance
and the general lack of consequence

ever applied to their incompetence

Getting Laid. Getting Off

 

Went to a meeting

and a funeral broke out.. 

It was for me of course..

Corporate predators with bad intent

devoured me as a cost prohibitive expense

Hard to survive bottom line carnage...

Nothing personal, just business...

I hope the bastards choke on my carcass

A Round With Truth

Solitary me

alone in a crowded bar..

Contemplating the meaning of life

beneath flickering neon lights..

Onward drags the night..

Alcohol fueled delusions..

Reality now a mocking illusion..

Truth drops in and proclaims

it has no use for me..

so I am through seeking out that fraud .. 

We mutually conclude that life has no meaning

as we pour each other drinks to mutually forget..

I just pray there is a morning again

Five Pack

 

The ailing beast that is me
can feel my once vibrant life
gradually ebbing away...

More and more every day
I fall behind the pack
who historically
do not slow their pace
to accommodate lame stragglers..

Time for me to meet death on my own
and die in the shadows all alone..

Do not slather my fate with sorrow

as you speed toward a tomorrow

that I will never get to see...

For we all share the same destiny

Maybe we will reconvene someday ?

Pop Goes The Moment

The King For the Day

has texted a decree

that natural spoilage

has been rendered obsolete

The concept of shelf life

long a bane

of consumer existence

is no longer relevant 

Hello Consequence

and it's rambunctious cousin

Side Effect 

Windows now close

with such hyper speed

like everything else

these micro baked days

Somber reflection time

previously slowly marinated

with thoughtful contemplation

have been accelerated

and crammed

into the blurred out sections 

afforded knee jerk reactions

compounding the frustrations

of modern fractured communications

Going with this flow

is destined to hurl us off the cliff

and into bottomless abyss

dead civilizations never come back from 

Truth and Dare

 

Bright is the light
the nearer we get to TRUTH...

It can illuminate the way
or incinerate our eyes...

A double edged laser sword 
this sometimes misapplied T word..

Respect it's searing consequence
and oft dangerous application...

So familiarize yourself 

with these handle with care truths

before entering

into this potentially

explosive covenant 

 

Inspiration Dirge

 

A displaced black bug 
crawling on a blank
flat screen canvas
is an insect lost..

If you splatter it
and smear it's remains
across the clean slate

the mess will give birth

to a fresh annoyance..

Though you did create
a work of modern art

that the subject model
will never appreciate

Plunger Crew

So many corporate fools
we must work around
in our daily trek
toward blissful retirement..

Grinding away
with our plastered smiles
as we struggle
to shovel through
the task force storm  
dropping bullshit from above
courtesy of the very same fools
who make the rules
that clog our existence

We who turn the wheel

and run the machines

will figure out

practical work arounds

for the edicts issued

by the pompous boobs

who know not all we do

to create the polished product

that they will take full credit for

   

Faith Bait

 

The angel
I have religiously avoided
on misguided principle

during the course

of my whole agnostic existence
gave perpetually skeptical me
a gorgeous set of wings..

Included was a checkout invitation
to rise above my somber life situation
and fly with her heavenly flock..

I took her up on the pious offer
and am a non believer no more

Web of Sins

 

Here in the public domain
wherever you are
is where you are at

At core center of this nexus vortex
we are forever in camera range..

Our character assassination coordinates
are constantly subject to mass posting
by roving cyber voyeurs
seeking to mass distribute
their best "gotcha moment"

Our lives now open books
so take heed
about those private transgressions
formerly safely performed out of recorded sight

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Shell Game

 

All my fault lines..

Deeply contained..

Self restrained..

Stone exterior
must be maintained..

One crack
and my self constructed wall
of formerly reliable repressions

comes crumbling down..

Amidst the smoldering rubble

glowing beneath my feet

peeps would finally see me
as I really am...

Scary as this fresh exposure may be

in the long run it ain't so bad 

The Illusion Rules

Skating on frozen pond
as the snowflakes dance...

A true Dickens scene..

We escape into the dream
even though we know
nothing is as it seems...

For the snow is really
asbestos corn flakes
shaken vigorously..

Truth reduced to special effects..

A soothing opiate that suspends disbelief..

These illusions we do create
in this snow globe reality...

Just desperate performance art..

Impossible to sustain

as a permanent residence

Drag Drama Queens

On the brink of political elimination

No respite from the tension
of this perilous push back situation

Riddled with the corruptions

of our morally bankrupt leadership

is seriously undercutting

our forever tenuous

emotion driven positions

Bluster and bluff

can only take you so far

in this fact check Age of Tech

We the dwindling legion
of anti social evolution zealots
know that time is the enemy
as the forces of progress
breach our formerly entrenched position

Perhaps we have one
desperate counterattack left
in our grievance arsenal

History has come to bury us
but we are not without resources
and a passionate base of useful idiots

to do our mass communications bidding

Disinformation remains our best defense