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 I 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
are 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 

Disorder in the Court

  

Hear ye.. Hear ye..

The Court

of Opinion Disinformation

is now unofficially

in anarchy session

We well dressed judges
of style over substance
care not for gritty details
or supporting arguments
saturated with 
boring factual evidence

as the Thought Process

was long ago banned

as dangerous and subversive

by we anti learned purveyors

of propaganda precedence

Points will only be awarded
for flair and friction elegance
which accentuates the negative
and stokes the emotions
of our non discerning audience

who really came

for the book burning bonfire

which will commence

immediately after we render

our predetermined judgement 

Bye Bye Charlie

 

Zealots gather round

the social media bonfire

and get your political 

hyperbole on

Today's game

is pin the shooting blame

not directly

on the fucked up head

of the murderous

psycho terrorist

but instead we shall deflect 

toward the extreme elements

from the other side

who like us

anointed influencers

use flammable

hateful rhetoric

for wealth and fame

to skewer

the perpetually pissed off opposition

who of course will fire back

with equally vile invectives

for maximum circle jerk coverage

Like the poor bastard

lying in a pool of real violence

who just got wasted

for nothing more

then click bait angry words

that killer social outcasts

who roll unhinged

occasionally take literally

An occupational hazard

when high caliber reality

turns inflammatory

bullshit combat politics

into a bloody real world tragedy

Sticks and stones my ass

Terminal Truth

 

Please pick up 
all the loose pieces
after my inevitable
self destruction

I'm out of excuses

Exhausted all my best trite alibis

The lurking truth
that will eventually
end me
waits patiently
deep within the walls fortified
by ancient rationalizations

When I die
take my reliable denials
along with the convenient lies
I repeated ad nauseum
and scatter them
with my ashes
into the indifferent wind

Death To Us

 

Us Against Them Man

Staunch defender
of the 2nd Amendment
takes an ironic bullet to the head

All hope now exhausted and dead
as the mob goes ballistic
demanding revenge

The spark is ignited
as the payback pretext is set

Blame is quickly fixed

The Thems gonna pay

The tanks roll in

Retribution is swift

The opposition is erased
like a blemish
on the Body Politic 

My country tis of thee

Sour swirl of anarchy

Soon they will be coming for me
for a post I scribed

way back in 2003

Getting Through It

 

I drink
because I can

I sleep around
to suppress
oppressive loneliness

These prescribed medications
make my bleak life
a little more bearable 

So many crutches
so little progress
in my Quixotic quest
to be a well adjusted
respectable member
of our judgemental tribe

Tis why I scribe
weird poetry I guess

We all need 
our little coping devices

Sliced Loins

 

When she was done
pillaging my soul
and ravaging my bank account
the lovely Jezebel succubus
I so deeply loved
disposed of my emasculated carcass
like a used up candy wrapper

The real continuing tragedy
of my sad story
is that even after
this betrayal of trust
I would take her back tomorrow

with open arms and credit cards

Such is the blind power of lust

I do so wish

me and my perpetually

in heat gender

could learn from the hard lesson

that inevitably happens

when we follow

our wrong frickin head

Religion For Dummies

 

Bless us Father...

Not for our sins

which are minimal at best

but drop blessings exclusively

on we Christian victims
who had to bravely endured
the heathen Joe Biden
and that damn Muslim

Barack Hussein Obama

who came with 

the Satanic Clintons before

Now by your benevolent grace
you have anointed Brother Trump
to save us from the Socialist horde
of dark atheists polluting

our chosen by God race

Keep our savior safe
from past sins consequence

of which there seem to be many

though many are deemed fake

by his Born Again word

For your glorious prophet

is the Shepard we need

to do all our thinking

Guiding us back to Eden

and the pure Paradise it was

before the illegals ruined it

Breaking the Law Breakers

 

The performative bastards
with their iron boot
currently crushing

Lady Justice's throat
prance about and boast
as they march

in fascist lockstep
while dismissing
the tepid legalities
of prior laws

they so brazenly piss on

We bide time patiently
waiting for our pay back chance
when the wheel of consequence
will turn and crush their arrogance

Karma always takes care 

of her little sis Miss Justice

Interpretative Subjects

 

Agenda Man
can quote chapter and verse
from the ancient document

we still utilize today

as a guiding GPS

through the muddled mess

between us and the road

to Paradise on Earth

These articles of faith
were put in place long ago
not by omniscient gods
flashing lightening bolts

down from above

They were scribed
by flawed creatures
who just like us

often stumbled in darkness

seeking the best path

in our pursuit of Happiness

So contrary
to the manipulative preachings

of rigid Agenda Man
their finely crafted words
were not
written in stone

They were constructed

of pliable material

to fit

the every shifting obstacles

we as a society

are challenged with

to navigate daily

Deadly Inertia

 

Into the doldums
we floated
unknowingly
in spite
of the obvious warning signs
that certain death awaited us

But it was not our time
so fate pushed
our arrogant asses through
to the other side
at the crucial time
though our humbled crew
knew full well
we were undeserving

Take the win

but let the lesson sink in

that Lady Luck

is an unreliable mistress