Messenger Menace

 

The obedient sheep wait in line
for their daily dose of repression 

  
All part of their mind numbing routine

They drink what is served without question

A perfectly orderly society
just begging to be disrupted 

And this is exactly what happened
early one gray Winter’s morn

The Resistance snuck into the compound

Climbing to the top of  Kool Aid tower

Then the agitators did the unthinkable

Peeing down on the mix from a great height

When the group drink was served up that day
a solitary elderly man went to the authorities
and politely made note of the bitter taste

Substance Security was quickly dispatched      
  
The old man was quickly 
thrown into the Dissent Van

Never to be seen or heard from again

The extraction did serve
a much needed deterrent purpose
as any revolution requires
the critical mass fear cooperation
of the easily spooked herd

Ripe To Be Me

 

We yapping bastards of history
doing contention that comes naturally
as the conflict wheel turns...

Right back to where we've been before
as we seek to settle old scores
with those we feel done us wrong...

The Going Nowhere Payback tour
on the ancient treadmill of revenge
has now become
such a cliche saturated bore...

Today I'm gonna shatter this hate cycle...

Leaving all future pointless wars to you...

Gently tip toe forwardly grudge free... 

Have I finally achieved elusive species maturity?

Collision Assurance

 

The raging river 
surges into the sea

Briny and fresh waters clash

A churning calamity 

Night and day

The conflict for supremacy

Desperate forces
struggling for victory

This timeless contention

As constant as the tides

will settle down eventually

The war will subside

If only for a little while

Forces will exist in harmony

A gentle swirl of coexistence

This season of tranquility

A temporary peace

Until the inevitable Spring thaw
shatters the truce
and releases the rapids again

The civil war will be renewed
as the tempest for dominance resumes

Science Friction

 

Naughty naughty boy
plucking the wings off flies

Says he tortures for science

A noble experiment

to expand the bounds

of human knowledge

Quantifying extreme reactions
into his pain database
for future analysis
of the now flightless specimens
who hop around perplexed
with angry demands
to immediately see

the sadist in charge
of their pointless agony

that has forever grounded

bitter them

Hamster Lament

 

Tripping endlessly
on this scrolling horizon
toward the great beyond
treadmill style

Existing in a perpetual
transition scene
with no arrival time

Just pointless departures

Saying goodbye
to transactional friends
we are destined
to see over and over again

Deja vu on steroids

Damn I'm tired

of this nowhere trip

Gropey Boys

 

These be dangerous times

for touchy feely guys

Those hands on types

with their roving arms

and groping hands

of questionable affection

Where once they were just

roll your eyes inappropriate

today they are charged

as criminal pervs

Not easy being creepy anymore

though being a misogynist dick

is no longer disqualifying in politics

Out of my Depth

 

Don't mess with my depth perception!

It's hard enough for me to see
your time/space relationship
to the layered multiverse 
if you take away all sense
of scale proportion 

Are you coming
or going?

There's just no way of knowing

Truth is so multi dimensional
and I'm too damn superficial
to visualize properly
this distorted matrix reality
currently unnerving me

New Rules of True

 

In this heavily opinionated
click saturated world
where projecting 
resolute
absolute
black and white certainty
is the only way to be heard
truth is whatever
we say it to be

Our views backed
by pliable facts
drawn from the trough
of the world wide web

Of course 
results may vary
day to day
but it's rare
that we can truly convey
the power nuance required
to alter granular perceptions
of the thought entrenched populace

We gotta CAPS project
with higher volume
and emotional clarity
to sell the product properly

Presentation with conviction
will always be the ticket
to sell your version
of preferred reality
with harvested opinions

Laments of a Salesman

 

Peddling my shoddy wares
to a world that ain't buying
sure takes it's toll
on this cynical soul
as the stained walls
of my motel room
slowly engulf road weary me

This bottle of cheap whiskey
will have to suffice
to drown this vagabond's life
in a 90 proof sea
of mournful melancholy

lamenting every wrong turn

I've made along the way

Clean Up on Aisle Us

 

The steady drip drip

of mutual antagonism

over the years

caused this relationship

to dissolve

into a puddle of tears

No one is to blame

is the polite 

political thing to say

but this is just a cop out

is it not?

We own this mess

and are gonna need

a big ass mop

to clean it up

Mea culpas all around

Requiem For Homo Sapiens

 

After ions
of swinging
from trees
we have evolved
into something
quite different
from our original
species point of origin

Dissolved actually

Devolved all the way back
to a monkey state
of mind
only this time
rolling highly weaponized
with unchecked tech powers
far beyond 
our primitive ape comprehension

Thus will soon enough end

the dominance of man

The first extinction

self created

Dancing the Darkness Fantastic

 

Take your emotional detachment
and clip it to my apathy...

Let's join indifferent forces
and dance the dance 
of the don't give a damn...

Screw this unforgiving light
blinding we creatures

of perpetual night..

Mambo in protective shadows
that ask for neither commitment
nor useless judgements
from us oblivious inhabitants..

Just us you and I
cheek to cheek
basking in this glorious eclipse
of blissful ignorance

The Best Ex

 

Now that we be

broken up officially

for all eternity

Let's try and be civilized adults

Today I'm just

your EX nightmare

The past is now

the only thing left

for us to share

I'm finally over you

I hope the feeling is mutual

Our scars will heal as they always do

using time as a soothing balm

When it does

and only the good memories remain

Can we at least try

to resume relationship status

as "just friends" again?

It is What It is

 

We wander
these gray corridors
that all look the same

Like rats in a maze
bouncing off
blind corners
desperately seeking
a way out
of our mundane story line

Perhaps tis time
to close off permanently
the escape valve option
and find serenity
in acceptance
of this fruitless labyrinth existence

Crumby Life

 

A stray wee sesame seed
wedged in my defenseless
keyboard existence
blocking communications
simply by it's insidious residence
in an unsecured crack

How could something

so diminutive

have such dire consequence

on my typing process?

Now please don't lecture me
about how this tragic breach
was commons sense preventable
for I now lack the resource
to adequately respond bac     kk

Dummy Nation

 

The radical tweaker
of our thought imprecision
will be beheaded today

promptly at seven

His bloody death
will not be subject
to the loose interpretations
he used to throw in our faces

with the smug impunity

of the woke educated class

who mocked our collective ignorance

Too bad for these diminished eggheads

we now hold the power of the majority

We the rigid thought absolutists
who rule with
black and white certainty
will not tolerate human subjectivity

The word "dissent"

ain't in our limited dictionary

nor will the future existence

or our obscenely literate enemies

Circle Jerk

 

The old man we used to torment

back in the day

keeps dying in my memories

We pack of snotty brats

probably hastened his demise

with our relentless attacks

How I wish I could go back

to offer my apologies

for every single cruelty

Today I am

the befuddled old man

A lame shell of former glory

Victimized by time

as yapping young hyenas 

now take turns

devouring diminished me

with flesh ripping karma efficiency

Howard's End

 

Man of means

Hard working

fast talking symbol 

of the American dream

Makes mega money

which sure attracts the honeys

Life on the road

You know how it goes

The wife knows

She looks the other way

Vows someday he will pay

but not today

She'll outspend

the pain

of his betrayal

Fast forward

to the lonely

old man today

First his wife

Then his 

steady mistress

All passed away

Depressed senior 

alone in the mansion

with his many possessions

mocking his loneliness

A friend takes the old boy

to a gentleman's club

to drool over the

main gyrating attraction 

In true romantic

love story fashion

our aroused relic finds

his final passion

Showers her 

with materialism

Overwhelming desires

Shop and awe

Affections purchased

for this transactional relationship

where both parties

get what they want and need

The Hell with the sniping judgements

riding smartass May/December wisecracks

from those who won't mind their own business

Wedding bells ring out in defiance

For the old man

and his trophy

named Anna

The rest of the story

is tabloid Nirvana

Too Mortal Coil

 

I am going to die

You are too

Nothing new
but eternally true

So why do we deny
that this demanding life
is but an exam
which proceeds
our death sentence?

Best heed
the mournful laments
of the spirit collective
now haunting our timeline
and not waste
a moment 
of this time we were gifted
before it permanently
expires unfulfilled
and unjustified

Marginal Man

 

Living on the edge of oblivion

Marginal Man exists

Content in his fringe obscurity

yet the feeling persists

He could be a player

if he ever chose to make a play

and conquered the fearful uncertainty

that his life choices

may not always go his way

All these consequences unforeseen

Impediments lurking in the darkness 

fueling current sputtering hesitations

While the Earth spins relentlessly

Rampaging through the galaxy

Time is the true enemy

Tossing aside those

who will not commit

to the natural force of gravity

Marginal Man

you best get

with the frickin program

Make a damn action plan

Dig in and take a firm stand

and for once get committed

before you and your paralysis

permanently plummet

your future happiness

into the abyss of indecision

where so many of us fools

have taken up residence

lamenting our "could have beens" 

Cosmic Breach

 

When the stars
began to pixalate
the serious realization hit
that we were all trapped
within a glitch
of the space/time continuum

Somehow our Universe ripped
and unless we can quickly repair
this torn celestial fabric
outside dimensional elements
are going to begin seeping in

Some dangerous shit

Anyone got a sewing kit?

Pop Goes the Deceivers

 

Secure within these concrete walls

where truth gets filtered in

and power scrubbed 

to remove undesirable elements

reality gets sand blasted redacted

so our view is always crystal clear..

This ain't the place for moral ambiguity..

No shades of gray to be found here..

Cause those who question

the refurbished orthodoxy

get exiled vanished

lest they cloud

our freshly regurgitated narrative..

Cause it's the objective

of the thought collective

never to be burdened

with even a hint of thought process 

that could jeopardize

our precious opinion uniformity

Though deep down we all know

this fortress of ignorance

has always been a flimsy illusion..

When the alternate reality bubble bursts

soaked to the bone we will be..

Condemned universally

as the misled mutts of history

Sacrificial Lamb Chops

 

Standing at the crime scene
with his Mrs accomplice

Adam had to choose
between Love or obedience

Does he turn her in
for her original sin
or take that fatal
accomplice bite
and share Eve's punishment?

One stinking rule
was all they had to observe

Matters not
that a victim 
of sly deception was she

but not he

Adam made his free will choice
and took his poison
like a dutiful husband should

Shared the forever banishment
as man and wife

For you see
to Adam and Eve
the vow of for better or worse
was more than a throw away pledge

It came attached
with bitter consequence
as they paid the high cost
of their marital obligation

As we their children
to this day
who mourn the tragic sacrifice
that our Paradise Lost tribe
can readily attest

Human relationships can be such a bitch

Rope A Dope

 

Diminished us

Defeated but not beaten

Now shadow dwelling

as we lick our wounds

and slowly regroup

Biding our time

as darkness descends

Waiting patiently

for our arrogant adversary

to overreach

as has always been

his historical tendency

And when the greedy tyrant

tries to gobble up

more than he can chew

we gotta be ready

to take our country back

with the mother

of all blistering counterattacks

Stand by and be ready