Shaky Compensation

 

A sweet young thing
from South Jersey way
working the poles
down at Club Double Boom

Torturing the naughty boys
with her hips shuddering thunder

and legs that stretch

from here to eternity

Preaches to her adoring legions
of starry eyed

love starved pilgrims
she shakes nightly

for their fantasy pleasure

as a way to pay her way
through medical school
but truth be told
she simply gets off
getting paid to be a tease

Pity Party

 

My pub crawl from Hell
stretched to the wee hours
as I sat like a lump all alone
softly sniffling in my Guinness

Overwhelmed
by the abject loneliness of it all

A bonny lassie from Killarney
took pity on my solo plight
and took this sad

pathetic puppy
to bed for the night

I think she knew

deep down in her heart
my boo hoo act

for feminine sympathy
was pure blarney
but I guess

her loins
were feeling

a wee bit lonely too

Pay Back Rap

 

After our inglorious retreat
and subsequent defeat
the Terms of Surrender
demanded by our enemy
were quite generous
and meant to be conducive
toward the future peace and harmony

of our formerly warring tribes

Or at least until
the inevitable rematch
where we get our revenge
which will be fuckin epic 

Strategic Retreating

 

Such were the depths
of their endless contention
the combatants could not even agree
on the battle lines location
or weapons of choice

For this was a war
he could not possibly win
cause he fought by conventional
rules of engagement means
while his feminine adversary
was not hampered 
by such civilized restrictions

He simply lacked
the necessary 
offensive or defensive verbal weaponry
or the killer instinct capacity
that his skilled opponent
brought to the fray

So the prudent man
chose to yield the field
and live to die another day

Road Tripwire

We're off on the road to Damascus

Where is it?

It's just past Hypocrisy

The mine strewn trip

is enough to make one jaded
about the crimson shaded sincerity
of the gold chained carnival barkers
preaching peace and prosperity

to we easily duped pilgrims
in these transactional times
where the munition strings attached
have blown up many a dream

The growing list of these

collateral damage casualties

will be written off stealthy

on the propaganda spreadsheet

no one needs to ever see

lest they dampen the righteous

patriotic bloodfest

Stormy Weather

 

Thunder and Lightning

The forever power couple
who have been together
longer than anyone can remember
are taking a break
from their stormy relationship

Too much tension currently exists

in this complex dynamic

for these strong willed partners

to amicably proceed

Long simmering bitterness

and clashing resentments

have led us to this flash point situation 

Bolt Boy now demands top billing
while his Boomer sidekick
is sick and tired
of always having to follow

her partner's every blast

A desperate Mother Nature

has pleaded with the feuding pair

for therapy mediation

but the unnatural rift

seems to be irreconcilable

Only one question remains:

Who will get custody of the rain? 

Cleanse the Stain

 

Such are the depths

of the spellbound obedience

by his zombie minions

neither their conscious

assent or consent

is required by Cult Leader

for their mindless

unwavering unanimous support

of his latest

unmitigated disaster quest

These are the unquestioning

unrelenting useful idiots

who carried the moron in charge

to the position of power

that have gotten us

into this current mess

His duped legions of course 

will need to be deprogrammed

after his reign or errors ends

because there are just too many of them

for we as a nation to proceed

post course correction adjustment

Sky Driving

 

Riding the flat line highway
into the heart of the horizon

I am mesmerized
by the brilliant twilight sky

Cotton clouds
adorned with halos red

Fiery swirl

Hellish curl

Pure alluring beauty

Spellbound
by the hypnotic tapestry
laid out before me

I zone out totally
and crash into
an innocent tree

Luckily I survived
my mental negligence
but 
now I know definitely
to never
dream and drive

Out Cycled

 

The Supreme Diva

clad in the finest arrogance

Struts down the red carpet

fashionably late as always

Lady Liberty

always gets what she wants

and wants what she gets

Jewelry adorned and worshiped
by a shallow society
which values flash over substance

Now a comically hollow

flash figurine is she

Peering down smugly

from atop her plastic Christmas tree

The gravity of history

is her unseen enemy

Her star time on top is waning

And in her heart she knows it

I Love Loose Lucy

 

If you keep insisting

on turning everything clockwise

in a tightening way

Lefty Lucy will object

and demand recompense

for motion indignity

of a tool confidence

busting calamity

Her future earnings

will surely regress

and take a counter revolutionary

punishing turn for the worse

from an uptight society

threatened by her proclivity

for hands on looseness

Based on current trend analysis

it is very likely

my love will get royally screwed

by a biased right wing court

The martyr role she must play

because she knows full well some day

the wheel of history will turn her way

Until then..

Keep rolling counter clockwise baby!!

Harvesting Friendships

 

Just once in your bitter existence
choose to be magnanimous 
and praise your sworn enemy
when they do manage
to get something right

Even if it's a minor point of contention

Pay no heed

to the closed minded hard liners

who will blast you

for being a sell out appeaser

Maybe our adversary

will some day find the courage

to return the compliment

in shared areas where we agree
 
Perhaps these seeds of positive reinforcement
could some day blossom
into a mutually fruitful relationship

It's definitely worth a shot

Respect for all can end this war 

Changing the current 
poisonous narrative
and coming to grips finally
with the uplifting concept
that it's OK to be
and to think differently

Uncovered Charge

 

Plying the flirt babe

with drinks and humor

All my best material

she was devouring

Putty in my hands

til I was advised

she was pay for play

Much to my dismay

I lacked the proper capital

to successfully invest

in her sexual affections

So she went on her way

in search of a better 

transactional investment

and I sadly trudged home

with only a fantasy tryst

in my swelled head

to keep lonely me company

but at least the wench capitalist

can't charge me

for the solo sex session

that came next

Maybe masturbation

is the best way

Tis definitely

the most cost effective

hands on relationship

Lovely Lethargy

 

In this existence
cold and dreary
I snuggle
with the temptress Lethargy
to keep my disillusioned ass warm

People in their condescending way
lecture me and my love dismissively
trying to make us feel guilty

but our shared apathy

toward their desperate admonishments
gives us blanket immunity
from these oblivious critics

who would be best served

addressing their own personal futilities

War is $well

 

War is..

Gratuitous violence
wrapped in fiery rationalizations
clad in a nationalistic banner

A long running

blood stained
ancient morality play

We of course be

the self labeled

good guy patriots
slaying Evil Empire reprobates
our propaganda did create

Sanitized violence
makes for great television

Guaranteed to move 

sponsored products

Today's carnage

brought to you

by Exxon Mobil

Therefore

Regrettably

War ain't going anywhere

Nothing personal

Just BUSINESS

Finder's Fee

 

Now that
the Angel of Death
is definitely in my proximity
all my minor maladies
like cataracts and sore feet
have suddenly
lost significance
in the grand hierarchy
of dwindling earthly concerns

Oh the bitter irony
that only when facing death 
do we at long last find

elusive life Perspective

Sight Over Matter

 

Yes indeed

The eyes have it

The conclusion
we already knew
despite our collective
distorted view
through the mist
of intended blurriness

Try on these magical

rose colored specs
with x-ray vision
for powers deflective
to see right through
our current
gray shrouded reality

and provide

the proper positive

in spite of it all perspective

Mic Dropped

 

Don't think for a moment
your suck up meek queries
to the powers that be
will garner you any journalistic glory

Because you value access

to said power brokers

more than job integrity
so there definitely

will be no insight gaining extractions

from any challenging questions
which was the facade intent
of your new found friends
you sold your reporter's soul to

What the Hell happened to you?

Do you like being

a pandering sycophant prop?