Escape Hatching

 

Sun is done

Now darkness
rules the scene

Nocturnal debutantes dance
on neon moon beams

Stylish carnivores cavort
on the tightly packed roar floor

Glazed rocket riders streaming live
getting their cyber blast on

The forces of frolic
eventually converge
and merge with the light

Taking flight in the night

Soaring high
into the celestial vortex

Light years above the pull
of gravity's morality

The clock strikes dawn

Magic now gone

As we bleary heroes
tumble out of the clouds

Landing back
into the cold steel arms
of the flat line monotony
we desperately tried to escape
in a time stream temporarily
when we journeyed to the stars

End of the Line Dancing

 

Tick tock

I seem to have forgotten where I left my specs

Gotta work around the blur

Tick Tock

Did I take my meds?

Can't find them anyway

What's my number again? Written down on a scrap somewhere What's the name of that face I should know? I know I knew it not too long ago

It seems lately

these gaps are happening

with greater regularity My brain seems to be dripping

snippets of my mind as in rolls the dementia fog The insidious onslaught

of cognitive decline

Soon I won't even realize

how far gone I am

In the end

it will be better this way

Blissful self ignorance

Cause and Respect

 

Today's parade
will commence
promptly at eight

This will be
a mass celebration
of the brave
arsonist fireman
who has started many a blaze
but quickly extinguished
the horrible conflagration
of his own creation
much to the amazement
of we gullible
hero starved sychophants
clad in our best
gasoline saturated threads

Mushroom Soup

 

In a land where light never shines mushroom citizens reside Consumed with raging bitterness at the oblivious oak tree which steadfastly blocks out the sun from their little black patch of ground Task force meetings are constantly convened Shadow removal action plans proposed and bounced around How to take down this anchored obstruction given their limited resources and budgetary constraints of a fungi economy? In the darkness it’s so very hard to see the futility of current reality

Shit Storm Part Deux

 

What we thought flushed
is back with a vengeance

This unrepentant
overflowing mess of a man
once again has risen

to obliterate

our fragile existence

flooding out this thin veneer

of no longer reliable denials

Our arrogance did this
as the stench of his ignorance
blasts our nostrils
with yet another reminder
that blind faith
in flawed institutions
over common sense
has drowned

many a complacent empire

Scorched Bricks

 May I have your attention

for an important announcement

from your Department

of Homeland Rearrangement...

Our cultural dissolution

will commence promptly at eight...

Please don't be late...

All toxic relics of our corrupted civilization

will be promptly set ablaze

in a raging bonfire you won't wanna miss...

Bring your camera phone devices

to get the best conflagration flame shots

and then toss those hand held beasts

into the cleansing fire

for a fitting ironic conclusion

Stick around for the mandatory after party

scheduled for around midnight

where a plethora of filthy dissidents

will be tossed into the inferno we did create

Their cowardly screams 

will serve as a scorching reminder

that we here at your DHR

are serious to the extreme

about making America Hate Again

Eating In

Power to the people

At least in theory

cause all these Indians

need a strong Chief

Enter Oligarchy

Compassionate stewards are we

of the frustrated electoral majority

who have been conditioned to view

their government as the enemy

We will burn it to the ground

and piss on the ashes

of your frail democracy

that we in our benevolence

have permanently wrecked

The bill

for our self serving services

will be due immediately

cause we predators gotta eat

the prey who invited us in

Mr Lighter Fluid

 

From out of the Wasteland I came

to burrow my way

into your already infected brains

Setting off a festering insanity

that was boiling just beneath the surface

Go ahead and decry my existence

and blame me

for your raging sickness

I am not the root cause

of your current inferno

fever condition

I was just the ignition

and mine will be

the last face you see

before you get consumed

by the searing flames

self inflicted

Bait and Switch

Why do we ask what we already know? Why is forbidden fruit always placed out front? So easily obtainable for we deficients suffering from physical and spiritual malnutrition The historical curse of the human condition Temptation... Too easily obtainable with barbed strings attached that carry the potential to extinguish us wayward sinners

Pitter Splatter

 There goes

my heart again

Rolling down
the front steps
and into the indifferent street

Just another human tragedy
littering the crimson city

I wander aimlessly
through the boulevard
of lost souls
beneath the
flickering street lamps

Plunge into the excess
of useless regret

Anything to forget
her toxic existence

Damage control
always requires time

to fix this condition

These wounds will heal

The blood will congeal 

Only then
can I proceed
to my next relationship

demolition

All Me

 

As the years accumulate
and gently rain down on me
my mind has slowed
to such an extent
that I have landed
in a place
of contentment

My universe has slowed
to a glorious crawl

I am not stressing anymore
about shit beyond my control

Happiness is this acceptance

But in the back of my mind
buried beneath the suppression
I know the grade of my decline
will land me in dementia
like my parents before
when we called it senility

I'll descend there eventually

But not today

Gonna for once take it easy

Close the time capsule
and just be

Ponderous Ponderings

 

If you came face to face

with the truth

would you know 

what to do with it?

Can you even believe

your perceptions?

Can you still trust 

past assumptions?

Those hazy recollections

of all we have learned

and applied

do so

cloud the new reality

Doubt seeps in 

and obliterates

our concrete paradigms

Until the core is infected

with the paralysis of doubt

Once we lose the

protection of our

self confidence

we begin to question

our very foundation

and ponder

if truth is even still possible

Is this evolution or dissolution?

Or both?

The Hell if I know