Brown Rain

 

Woe is me

as I am currently

being ratioed

with extreme negativity

flooding my Twitter stream

Heavy lies

these collective frowns
of mass disapproval
weighing my despondent ass down

Soaked to the bone
by this shit storm
I am forced to own
all because I lack
the proper raincoat
lamination protection
from the personal attacks
back splashing from every direction
in this social media cesspool

when posted opinions

stray from the precious

thought median

Fuck em if they can't take a poke

Second Banana Lament

 

Word of my best friend's 
latest sexual conquest
quickly spread
like wild fire
on the online gossip express

The grainy posted pics

not only confirmed

the salacious deed

but the shadowy back light

added an artistic

almost porn like element

to this out on the open tryst

Who knew

my purer than pure

angelic obsession
of sweaty masturbation dreams
was such a slutty harlot?

She certainly never was with me
repelling my every amorous advance
with polite denials 

of pious morality restraints
that was all just a front I guess

Hey! I don't give a damn...

Nothing but the best

for the bitch and her perfect man

I wonder if she has a friend

of as eager and willing bent

to pity date

the lonely Loser I am? 

All Sides Effect

 

I've never seen the moon
this shade of spooky hue
as it's once soothing light
struggles to penetrate
the thick radioactive ash cloud
slowly suffocating

life on Earth

Soon enough

the smothering darkness
will totally obliterate all sight
day and night

Fortunately

our reckless species
will be too damn extinct
to notice the deadly

self inflicted remnants
of our global folly anymore

Compromising Positions

 

Our little uncivil war

Blasting nonsensical

Feeding on itself

It's gotten way too personal

We clash over everything

This poisonous perception gap
has become constant conflict fodder

Can we at least agree
on the should be obvious reality
what's true to you
may not necessarily
be true for me

So we need to meet civilly
and make our peace

Find that elusive common ground
that is not as distant as we think

Proceed as adults
and compromise mix
our current frictions
into a blended 
digestible smoothie
we can all share

Shook Up Hook Up

 

Lonely boy me

Weary of
virtual pornography

Engaged in chat romance
with a lonely
long distant temptation
of equal desperation

After weeks
of teasing text foreplay
I set up a blind hook up 
get together date
with my online dream

Drove through the night
down anticipation highway
to finally physically connect
like real life lovers do
in the romance movies

Pulled up to her lair
but fair Medusa's lure
was quickly dispelled
by the skulls
littered by her front door

Undeterred by warnings
of her deadly past
too hot to be bothered me
entered into the dark domain
of my sexual fantasy 

I came so far to consummate

Needless to say
the reality
of her looked very scary

and did not exactly 
match the alluring pics
she displayed online

But everybody stretches
the boundaries of truth
in their profiles
do they not?

At best

a cyber misdemeanor crime

Besides
at this point in time
my passion heat
was so extreme
I would have made love
to a serpent coiffed
monster of Greek mythology

Which I did repeatedly

A night I will never forget

Though I must confess
I do regret
the whole
being turned to stone ending
when I saw my dangerous love
without makeup
come the harsh 
unforgiving light of morn

The moral of my hard story:

Caveat emptor 

Omelette Station

 

Welcome one and all
to the Donald J Trump Gulag

Please do not be frightened
or filled with dread
with needless apprehension

We realize those iron chains
you now wear
may be a tad binding
but the pain 
is only temporary
and for your own benefit

Now commences the process
of scrubbing away
these stubborn bath tub like
propaganda stains
from past indoctrinations

Your thinking must be retrained
to now associate bodily pain
when radical democracy ideologies
attempt to repenetrate 
your pliable brain
that's gotta be tightened

We will get your head right
even if it means
loss of former core values
previously insidiously infected
by this dangerous freedom virus
that has contaminated 
many a once pure
patriot mindset
of an authoritarian bent   
    
Sometimes you gotta break
a few eggs
to make a proper fascist omelette

Ice Ice Babies

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Blissful Ignorance

 

I've known truth intimately 
from a varied variety
of levels and angles

I have molded reality
into the flexible commodity
required to accommodate
my always pliable 
narrowly slotted narrative

Truth is now always the enemy
of any self serving fictional story

My friends and family
less creatively enlightened
act all indignant and frightened
that I have opted to live in denial

I choose to mute them
and their persistent brand
of factual contradictions 
that run contrary
to my reassuring 
self serving narrative
as I hook into Fox News
for my daily ration
of contentious
us versus them opinions
that I will make my own
to social media regurgitate
on my phone

Off Schedule

 

The Progress Train

is running late

Your best laid plans
have been delayed

History will not be made
here where the schedule
is sacred
and the sin of tardiness
simply is not tolerated

So we roll
in order to survive
on this alternate timeline
where rogue variables
like us
unaccounted for
on your precious schedule
now thrive

Blood Stained

 

My tormentors

serving up cruelty

had themselves a party

all over my body

in the pain chamber today

I gotta say

that torture session
was more intense than most
  
Even for one as stubborn as I
who long ago was resigned
that I was destined to die

alone in my cell

deep in the jungle

in this shit hole country

you probably never heard of 

This be the all too common fate

of captured spies

whose cover gets blown

for a few god damn pesos

So as I lay here
in a puddle of crimson

My face beaten to a pulp

Eyes swollen shut

Death hisses in my bloodied ear
one last cackling refrain

"Was all this worth the pain"?

Truth be told my oblivious amigos

nothing was really gained

in this zero sum game

as the butcher slices up

my carcass remains

and feeds me to the pigs

who are now the only ones

that truly appreciate my sacrifice

All Together Now

 

Imagine there's no heaven?

No thanks Mr Lennon

I'd rather not imagine
we are floating isolated
in space

We deserve
a refreshing oasis
from this hopeless
desolate place
where we can replenish
our parched souls
with all the love we need

Even if it's just an illusion

We require the crutch of religion

As corrupted as it may be
by the arrogance
of repressive men

We gotta find

a ticket to ride
on this yellow submarine
to help us get back
to the paradise we lost

Gender Benders

 

All these role playing
slotted expectations
passed down
through increasingly psychotic
messed up generations
is starting to take it's toll

We gotta redefine
what macho is
and while
we're at it
let's revisit
girly labels too

These archaic gender
definitions
long ago outlived
their usefulness
cause currently
both stereotypes
are no longer relevant

or even stable

I get seasick

from all this fluidity

Perhaps
as roles blur
we can merge
the best
of him/her worlds
and upgrade the species? 

Men can still be men
but maybe not so much
if we can just drop
the neanderthal baggage

Turn up the sensitivity

Women can still be feminine
but maybe dispose of some vanity
along with their massive
cosmetic case

Stop fighting time and gravity

Maybe we can then
all be comfortable
in our own refurbished
streamlined skins
and learn
to play nice

Drip Code

 

I wanna be
a modern acronym man

Wrapped in obscure letters
and perplexing 
slang verbiage
only a select few
of we insider
code breakers understand

A cult of Exclusives
way too hip
to ever need
explain ourselves
to our glassy eyed audience

Forever crafting
clever letter mysteries
as a language shield 
from prying eyes
who would soon realize
our whole shallow
phony existence
is built
on a sleight of hand

jargon mountain
of paper thin bs

Being Alien

 

I am
an alien man

Not from another planet
though it often feels that way

Not even from a different land
to use a current contentious context

I just don't relate

to normal cultural cues

that would allow me

to more easily assimilate

into our judgmental

slot driven society

Shrinks would diagnose

my misfit condition

as being on the spectrum

of that epidemic

they label autism

Because labels are important

to know what's inside

the rusted tin can

Did I tell you 
I left the door open all night
but never went to bed
so nothing bad got in

Cause I'm a frickin alien

And so are you

You just don't know it yet

Caged Nightmare

 

My kind resides
outside the lines
drawn by
the authorities
of this uptight society

We are
by all conventional
respectable
definitions
considered
marginal types at best

Nihilists to be tolerated
but always isolated
and kept at arms length
as freak show players
to be tagged and caged
as to not infect the power dynamic
of the insulated populace
from our peculiar brand
of anti social behavior
their experts label aberrant 

Their soul choking restrictions
we grudgingly accept
for now
as we acquiesce 
to the cruel whims
of the current
alpha mutts

But we know
the wheels
of change do turn

Revolutions ferment
right under the nose
of the obliviously arrogant

So we bide our time
behind these iron bars
til that glorious day
critical mass is reached 
when we freaks
will outnumber 
and overwhelm
the now freaked out 
lost grip populace
who will be taught a lesson
in the payback terror
of reversed repression

Picture Complete

 

This girl I committed with
for the adventure trip

in the long term
has been

since the day we met
a wonderous conundrum
to this connect the dots
analytics man

She not only yings my yang
but my muse delivers me
from stagnation
in both thoughts and deeds

It was pure serendipity
she is now
my fully connected dots 
for the entire landscape of eternity

Thread Sense

 

When nothing fits
best make the best of it

When the entirety
of our messy closet
is tattered and frayed
don't fret negative impressions

These clothes we must wear
by the dictates of modesty
and occasional physical necessity
come with too many
gender cultural strings attached
 
Eventually this elastic
on which we aging relics so rely
loses it's clingy quality

Fashion choices should therefore
never be a fuss
nor should we ever let 

what's hanging in the past
get to define us

Change the Climate Change Channel

 

Do not come at us
cup in hand
seeking us to chip in
for a noble cause
we want no part of

You preach incessantly
about mutual sacrifice
and the greater good
of this troubled humanity
that comes

with an attached price tag
we don't wanna pay

Continuous denials
of the impending calamity
we will never acknowledge
our far more cost effective
than all this preventative nonsense
that is just too damn expensive

for our short sightedness

The New Knowledge

 

It has been so decreed
by those collectively deemed

to be best for positions of authority
that all public policy
shall no longer be the dominion
of scholarly experts in the field
but instead will be influencer driven

These bellwethers of public opinion
know instinctively

what's best for we sheep
of limited awareness
and really poor discernment ability

Those demonic demons of dissent

who may mock or dare question

this popular orthodoxy

will be dealt with quite harshly

so they may not undermine

the now undisputed validity

of the New Knowledge

Falling Back

 

With every rotation
the shadows lengthen
as darkness advances
a tad earlier each day

The chill in the air
is now the norm
rather than the exception

Perhaps this life regression
is a poetic metaphor
for my waning life

Or my dying country

Or maybe change
is just a normal
cyclical
seasonal thing

Then again...

Normal ain't always good

String Section

 

Deep in the midst

in the latest edition

of gladiator combat politics
I get the sinking suspicion
that we are all being played..

Perhaps these invisible strings
tugging at our planted opinions
over nonsensical things
serve only as a distraction
from our real shadowy enemy..

Look up and see
exactly who is yanking us around

from up in the rafters

Maybe it's high time
that we weary marionettes
start tugging back today

Cut those barbed wire threads

and reclaim our autonomy

to unite and fight

these forces of exploitation

that have always

owned this freak show

The Worm Turns

 

After years
of being eaten
by the early birds
the fed up worms
decided to sleep in

The birds were so perturbed
by this change to the norm
but they did not want
to deal with the hassle
of adaption anymore
so they became 
full time lazy ass vegetarians

Now that their natural predators

have changed their life style

the crawler population has exploded

with holes now everywhere

which created whole new problems 

The Deactivated Activist

 

Time for perpetually angry me
to do a hard self assessment
about my current distress
on Free Speech being suppressed
especially
as it relates to satire and comedy

Gotta take stock
of the cumulative ill effect
this drip drip erosion
has had on my already
questionable mental health

So I really need
to drop the pointless commentary
and get back exclusively
to writing my goofy poetry
that few bother to read
and even fewer understand

(including me)

Beneath the Book Cover

 

The mixed up
fucked up
Jumble Man
that I was
and still am
lost my thought process
somewhere along the beaten path

To compensate
for this frightening

disorienting condition
I consumed 
a bitter synthesis mix
of bluster and arrogance
to bluff my way through
this life that rolls superficial

where flash attitude
easily eclipses and covers for

a lack of personal substance

Welcome to Camp Zombie

 

My paranoia exploded
that one dark day
when the all knowing 

algorithm chose
to require a box

I now need check
when I signed into X
to verify my humanity
as the Musk oligarchy
and that bitch Pam Bondi
conspire against me
to dredge up my past posts
that skewered their fair Charlie
and the current MAGA shit show

I will soon be

packing my bags

for my assigned trip
to the Donald J Trump
reeducation camp
deep in the jungles
of some South American shithole
for a little thought purge
and mental indoctrination
to join the uni thought
brain dead collective

Wither the Zax

 

Another week passed
as the two stubborn Zax
continued to dig in
refusing to budge
from their intransigent positions

To these hyper creatures

of rock headed consistency

compromise is a four letter word

Days turned to weeks

while weeks bleed into years

as the pendulum of time

marches to it's steady

relentless beat

Life moved on 

without the steadfast pair
just as it is designed to do

Evolution of the species

eventually
left the poor zealots behind

Now virtually extinct

trench warfare prisoners
of tragically closed minds

Grains of Venom

 

One can exist quite comfortably
within the cozy confines

of alternate reality
where chewable truth is dispensed
in easily digestible increments

And when bored strays

from the tightly herded flock
do wander off into the ravine
of dangerous self awareness
we rein their free thought asses back in
with hate laced propaganda

which plays to the core frustrations

of this Misfit Generation

We feed them just enough

"Us against Them" prejudice

to keep the minions hungry for more

of the social media hate rations

we utilize for opinion control

Internal Problem

 

Why is
our decision making ability
so woefully inefficient?

Why do we complicate matters
when we should be simplifying
by consolidating and shedding
core redundancies 
to achieve the necessary understanding
required for good long lasting solutions?

We hesitate and procrastinate incessantly
when we need to be finalizing
and streamlining the process
required to reach the crystal clarity
that will lead us to decisive action

Seems pretty obvious to me
that we always seem to be
our own worst enemy

Bigger Better Christian

 

I BRAKE FOR BUGS

This recurring occurrence

causes lots of accidents

but

while some may call

my obsession selfish

I drive

with a clear conscience

as I take the biblical commandment

Thou Shall Not Kill literaly

which makes me

a much better Christian than you

even if

the heathen authorities

take my drivers license away

So much for freedom of religion

here in the gone godless USA

Fuck Joe Biden

and his Muslim master Obama too

Fringe Boosters

 

Propaganda influencers
have become quite adept
at mining the extreme
opposition fringe elements
and mass extrapolating
these hyper partisan zealots
as respected representatives
of the median norm

By cherry picking
and embellishing the kooks
they skew the argument
even over tragic catastrophes
where the majority
would normally be in agreement
if not for the flammable
gas lighting exaggerations
that stokes emotions
and keeps the uncivil war going

You really can't debate stupidity