Friday, May 31, 2013

Sleight of Hand


Sleight of Hand


The magician keeps to his illusions
Though few are fooled anymore

Seems the crowd is wise to his act
For they've seen these tricks before

Sawing a girl in half just does not cut it                                        
When compared to today’s special effects 

Innocence and wonder so hard to find
When you know in advance what to expect



Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Social Contract


Social Contract

Monotony is boring,
Monogamy is too

And don’t roll your eyes at me!
Because you know that it’s true

Of course YOU are the exception     
(Now I’m the one rolling my eyes)

Not that we follow our straying impulse
This life of ours is one big compromise

A string of necessary concessions
The individual needs to make

In order to function in society
We all play the game of give and take




Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Panic A La Mode


Panic A La Mode        

The news exploded like a bomb
Blowing our best laid plans away

Hitting us before we were ready
The future arrived early today

Now we find ourselves in hysteria,
Everybody running around 

Scared little rabbits ducking for cover
Seeking out any solace that can be found

Absorption will take some time       
To soak up and analyze

The impact yet to be determined,
As we commence to rationalize

Why we were not better prepared
And which convenient scapegoat to blame

All the usual asses will be properly covered
For in the end, coverage is the name of the game











Monday, May 27, 2013

I Torched


I Torched

This hand held device flashing red
Is not cooperating with me

Not behaving as it was designed
Doing things it did not do on QVC

How can something that looks so simple
Be so operationally confounding?

All of my tricks have been applied
And still this mutt is not responding!

My ignorance has been exposed      
My patience has reached an end    

 Time to admit I am a dinosaur          
And seek the aid of techno friends

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Drone Nation


Drone Nation

The faithful come together
At the designated place

To get their instructions
From the voice with no face

They do as they are told
Think with one mind

Solid as a rock
And also as blind

Head Case


Head Case

Sometimes things flow, sometimes they don’t
It’s all a hit or miss proposition      

The right words can so be elusive,
We carry so many inhibitions

Pre conceived notions cloud our thoughts
Making us prisoners of our pasts 

Sometimes better to just let things fly
And not over think ourselves

Executive Downsizing


Executive Downsizing  

The stooges in three piece suits                 
Corporate criminals are they

Taking a leave of absence
Doing the perp walk today

Part of a legal resource action
Rebalancing Lady Justice’s scales

Prosecute the persecutors       
Deploy them to the nearest jail

Time to cage these greedy birds
And make them pay for their crimes

Just think of the cost reduction
To the almighty bottom line    

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Butt Seriously….


Butt Seriously…. 

These be serious times! 
Mass grimness ordained

Smiles have been outlawed,
Laughter fully restrained        

Jokers shall be locked up   
Along with their clown friends         

Fun is now restricted
As darkness descends

Time to exit this glumfest    
As we refugees trudge out

Seeking comic salvation
From these serious times 

Unabridged Version




Unabridged Version


The crowd gathers by the river bank
For today’s big televised event        

Copters buzz round the scene 
To witness the descent  

They’re blowing up the bridge today
That span no longer in demand

A relic from simpler times
When people wanted to be together



 

Friday, May 24, 2013

Played Out


Played Out

The yarn master recites the story
He’s spun many times before

An epic tale that should be heard
But no one listens anymore

Because repetition killed the message
Diluted it beyond recognition 

Now he’s annoying background noise       
Blasting static in all directions        
 

Fall Out


The bystanders not so innocent
have seen enough carnage for today

The media mob moves on to the next thing

Emergency crews begin to drift away

The sanitation brigade marches in
and commences to clean up the mess

How the victim got up that wall
is anybody’s guess

The forensic team is baffled    

Was he pushed or did he fall?

Or perhaps he chose to jump
and put an end to it all?

Tragedy upon more tragedy
sometimes more than we can bear

Like Humpty Dumpty all down and out

Scrambled and broken beyond repair 








Solvency Mystery


Crunching the numbers
before they crunch me...

Always gotta pay
our debt to society..

Money flows outward
in every direction..

Creative accounting
offers no protection
from financial peril...

The howling dogs of debt
extracting their pound of flesh
on expenses not yet spent









Thursday, May 23, 2013

FLOCK IT !!!

 

Strolled onto the scene
semi disheveled...

Feeling self conscious...

My ego was bruised
when the critics pointed out
my ensemble was weak...

Then I remembered
I don’t care what they think...

So I dropped my pants
and took them to the moon
serenaded by a symphony of disapproving gasps..

Muttering their group disapproval..

Freedom can be quite unnerving 
to the sheep in the herd  



Creation Uplift

Creation Uplift   

Going to construction,
Building things up        

A thought, a vision,
A relationship     

Need the right tools
Need to pre plan 

A dash of inspiration
A touch of stimulation

Some sort of  blue print
To complete the erection        

Sure the process is hard,
But it’s well worth the effort   
 

Mad Mannered Man

Mad Mannered Man

Mr. Angry Pants 
Hates everyone

Constantly agitated
Forever on edge

Takes all kinds of pills
To level himself off

Looking for answers
He will never find

Because you can’t think clearly
When you’re always pissed off

And you can’t be happy
When you hate everyone






Dead Spin


Dead Spin 

The proud warrior once great 
Lies weakened on his death bed

Friends and family gather round
And speculate when he’ll be dead

It’s not that they want to rush him
Just that there are arrangements to plan

He had wanted to leave this life on his shield,      
But instead will depart on his bed pan        

Escape the Brackets


Escape the Brackets

Laid out on the landscape before me
I reflect on the choices I have made

My selections reek with the scent of defeat
Cause I didn’t know how the game was played


Amidst the ruins of my current state
I run scenarios with a winning slant

Where happy endings are still possible
If we can just lose the philosophy of can’t 

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Collision Assurance


Collision Assurance

The raging river 
Surges into the sea

Salt and fresh water clash
A churning calamity 

Night and day
The battle for supremacy

Desperate struggle
Demanding victory

This timeless conflict
As constant as the tides

Will settle down eventually
And the tempest will subside

Timed Out




I had a deep thought
that was quite profound
but now it escapes me
like a rocket gone down.. 

Looked in my pockets
for inspiration misplaced..

All I found was loose lint
and a rare chance for insight erased



Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Tí dýskolon? Tò eautòn gnônai.




No one seems to get what I say
I may as well be speaking Greek

Such the clever wordsmith am I
Hiding behind language oblique

Tis all a verbal shell game
That can only be taken so far   

 Before you can let others in
 You have to know who you are                                                            

Semi Committed



Semi Committed

Sometimes I try to hard
To say the perfect thing

Sometimes I think too much,
Try to pull my own strings

Sometimes I bore myself,    
For I know me all too well

Sometimes I am not real,
There’s just no way to tell     


Drum Banger Beat



Drum Banger Beat  

Little Miss Boom Boom,     
The belle of the ball

A party machine,
She's always on call

Please do not judge her,
Or call her bad names

Living life on her own terms,
We should all do the same   

Theme Park U.S.A.


Theme Park U.S.A.

The line goes on to infinity,
Wrapped all away around the world

Anticipation stirring everywhere
Flags from every nation unfurled  

They assemble here to be entertained
And to make their donations

To the tourist trap we have become,
A honky tonk side show nation        

Ghost Story


 Ghost Story        

 Where are we going after we’re gone?                 
 Lost is the feeling that once burned strong

 Can’t seem to recall how we got here
 What will happen when we disappear?

 Time is a wasting on our little game
 Like a candle running out of flame

 Players performing without a stage
 Scraps of memory on a faded page

All About Doubt


All About Doubt

Living on the edge of oblivion,
The Marginal Man exists

Content in his obscurity,
Yet the feeling persists

That he could be a player
If he chose to make a play

And conquered the uncertainty
That things may not go his way

Monday, May 20, 2013

Topsy Turvey


Topsy Turvey      

This virtual circus all around us,  
Our high flying perpetual show    

Where we are all performers,
Playing a variety of roles 
   
Part improvised, part scripted,
A series of unrehearsed events

But always us when the lights go dim,       
Even after we flub our lines          
     

Stuck in the Do Do


Stuck in the Do Do

The poor fly caught in the web        
Wonders how he got this way

Never saw his fate coming
Hopes things will turn out OK

The spider spins constantly   
Because that’s what spiders are into

Hopes there is more to his life
Than just doing what he’s suppose to do 

Retread Nation

Retread Nation

We classify them as bums
Because they have no jobs

We call them vagrants
Because they have no homes

We label them drains on society
Because they fell through the safety net

We wonder how they got this way
Because there are more of them every day

We see right through their existence
Because they make us uneasy

We know deep down they could be us
Because we are all disposable

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Plug in Outlet


Plug in Outlet     

Boys and girls dancing without touching
While tickling each others fancy

Playing flirtation ping pong   
Bouncing around sly innuendos   

The tension is purely sexual  
Just beneath the surface

No harm with a little oral titillation 
Because every entendre needs an outlet 
 

Insider Values


Insider Values    

Took a trip to the Fantasy Mall       
To pick up a few loose dreams

The Pleasure Palace was open, 
Temptation bursting at the seams

Whatever you need is in stock,
Inventory of every vice

But the cost was just too steep
And I could not afford the price       

So I returned to my morality,  
My life in a cardboard box

Packed away with my inhibitions
Wrapped up tight with bubble wrap locks
 

Making Believe




Making Believe

The High Wizards of Hyperbole
Gather round the neon fire

Chanting the ancient incantations,
Seeking out souls to inspire

Mass communications are required
To spread the prepackaged word

Truth is in the eye of the believers
Even when their vision is blurred

Inside the Gelded Cage


Inside the Gelded Cage

Tell me what I can not do
And I’ll do it anyway    

That was me way back when,
Keeping conformity at bay

Now I’m fully civilized 
House broken and well trained

Boring to my very core
Living a life restrained
 

Self Construction


Self Construction  

The storm of my own creation         
Finally begins to subside   

The damage can now be assessed, 
Clean up procedures applied  

This cynical dam I constructed, 
My wall of rationalizations    

Can no longer hold back the fact
I need to build a stronger foundation
      

Calculate and Mystify



Calculate and Mystify

Like a persistent rain cloud
This problem hangs over me

Alternatives are carefully weighed,
Logic applied in every direction

But the equation is fractured,  
Nothing seems to tie out neatly

Not every mystery has a solution
Even when you have all the clues

Moving Up


Moving Up

These feelings arrived uninvited,
Now they won’t go away

The twins named Dread and Depression
Growing stronger every day

Emotional bail out is required
Flush away the gloom and doom

Inject a healthy dose of joy
And upgrade the current mood         

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Sold Out Blues


Sold Out Blues

        The spotlight cuts through the dim
    Into it the salesman swaggers in 

 Another day, another pitch,
            All for the cause of bait and switch


     Not easy selling when no one is buying
           The dinosaurs had no clue they were dieing

     So it goes for the salesman once great
 Extinction will be his inevitable fate

Friday, May 17, 2013

Mute Points



Mute Points    

Trying so hard to be relevant,   
Escaping my obscurity 

I wished I cared more about
What people think of me

Way too much useless pride,
Stubborn to my very core 

Shouldn't be so self critical,   
Put myself back on ignore

Blue Harmony


Blue Harmony


     The chorus dropped down from the sky,
     Singing hosannas and lullabies

     Everywhere we went they were around
     We heard the music but not the sound

     They asked us to join their harmony serene,
     But people don’t always sing what they mean

    While our ship was sinking the band played on,
A dirge for us all, a requiem for the gone

White Noise Lullaby



White Noise Lullaby

Welcome to the wreckage of me       
Beneath my smoldering monotony  


Trapped deep inside myself    
Seeking an escape from this destiny  


    And yet things could always be worse
    As I soothe myself with that cliche

    Pain is the beast to be restrained       
    Even if living numb is the only way









 

Tripping Up



Tripping Up

Taking the feel good train just to go
Because the motion trip is the thing

The bells ring out and the doors they do open
The masses enter and bring what they bring

A messiah look alike sits down next to me
Sipping his salvation from a brown paper bag

We be the angels seeking the light,
A blessed escape from gravity’s drag

Ode to the Guru



Ode to the Guru

From his perch high up in the clouds
The man with the theories contemplates

The meaning of life and all it’s mysteries
In search of truth and ever elusive faith

A girl named Epiphany drops by
Bearing the gift of sweet revelation

That the older we get the less we know
And every day is a unique situation

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Goody Two Pair


Goody Two Pair

The hollow man of high virtue
Lives his life morally contained


Yearns for a love he can never share,
Desires suppressed and restrained

The object of his untapped affection,
Forever in his line of sight

Does she share his silent regret?
A prisoner of doing what is right





Mirror Mirror



Mirror Mirror

We are all defined
By the perceptions we wear

Reality is a travesty
Which is really not fair  

Went to the complaint department
To rectify my situation

They gave me a blank form to fill out         
A tragedy of my own creation

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Conformity Reality


Conformity Reality

Welcome to the Church of Tomorrow
Please leave your humanity outside

For we worship at the alter of the machine
Take a walk on the automated side

The priest will now read from the Book of Tech
So plug yourselves into the group outlet

Good little robots one and all
Your future course has been cyber set        

True Drops

                                             

Submitted for your approval
a trip to the Buffer Zone

Where reality and fantasy
are separated by a wall of stone

Messy desires are restrained,
or suppressed if that’s your view

So step inside a safe alibi
and deny what you know to be true 





                                                  






  

                                                 

Circle Meets Square


Circle Meets Square          

Struggling to make this puzzle work  
Odd pieces that never seem to fit

Patience replaced by frustration,       
Mired in the futility of it    

Decided to swallow my pride,
Gave Puzzle Support a call

They handed me a sledge hammer
And proclaimed “One size fits all”   
 

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Wither Jerusalem


Wither Jerusalem         

Deep within this blaring intersection
Hangs a man from a blood drenched cross

He's part of the scenery nobody sees,
Melded into the mosaic of a society lost

Just another annoying obstacle
We step over and around

Nobody bothers to take the time
To help this wounded soul down 

Individual Portion



Individual Portion

The elusive enigma   
Defies classification 

Constantly analyzed 
Subject to interpretation

Analytically categorized  
to be conveniently defined

The curse of the individual
Who is uniquely inclined


Sunday, May 12, 2013

Living Mini




Living Mini                                                     
                                               
Gotta go out                                                                  
Earn a living                                                       

Never enough                                                       
Feeling sucked out                                                         

Today has been spent                                          
Future sold off                                                     

Where do I go?                                                  
What’s left to do?                                                                

Pour myself a drink                                           
Climb into the bottle                                           

Get lost for awhile                                                        
Come back tomorrow                                          

Start over again                                                   
Replay the sorrow

Poached Rotten Eggs


Poached Rotten Eggs                                     

I had a solid thought,                                           
Turned into an idea                                            

Became a concept                                               
And then a fad                                                     

Became overplayed                                                   
Now a cliche                                                         

Tried to reel it in,                                                
Too far gone
                                                                             
Had to sue myself                                                
Seeking an apology
                                                                            
Trespassing on my lost                                       
Intellectual Property