Crash Dummy

Crash Dummy  

I gravitate to you,

Lonely satellite

encircling your

body

Orbits degrade,

diminishing themselves

imperceptibly

Source of attraction,

magnetic distraction

Our relationship

destined to crash

Cosmic collisions

Star dust demolition

Time triumphs

ALWAYS

Obscene Dream

Obscene Dream

Thought police

moral gestapo

swats down words

they deem obscene

forever offended

playing gotcha!

like vigilantes do

wouldn’t it be lovely

                                                                        

if their moral indignation

could be aimed

at the obscenity

of injustice?

I Am

I Am

I am an animal

I am a mammal

I am a human

I am a man

I am an individual

I am an American

I am a husband

I am a Dad

I am everything

and so much more

than you think

I am

Drink Up!

Drink Up!

Drink up!
Drink up!

we celebrate
the night

company of
friends
screaming
at the top
of our lungs

cause come
morning
we will
be repentant

Drink up!

Drink up!

some day

we die

such be

the reality

of  our

mortality

Drink up!

DRINK UP!!

Light The Night

Crash and burn
said the comet
to the meteor

Flash of light
streaking
through the
indifferent stars

Brief  be the life
of the bright
and bold

Their glorious

journey the stuff

of legend

As we stuck
on Earth types

stare

into the darkness

and wonder

If the likes

of  them

will ever

come our

way again

Finite Nights

Finite Nights

Candle flickering

slowly bleeding evening light

darkness is restrained

Has to end sometime

this be not infinity

things do expire

Same goes with people

We carry expiration dates

so light up the night!!

Who’s Driving The Bus?

Who's Driving The Bus?

                                                                                                                 

Tragic circumstances

demand

rapid response

Even when a response

is not

required

Victims require

reassurance

Mass hysteria

has to be restrained

Cause the populace

needs to be reassured

someone is in control

Pick Up Belongings

Pick Up Belongings

We all belong to somebody

maybe we know

maybe we don’t

Maybe

we have not been

claimed yet

Hold onto your

dream ticket

Maybe our happily

ever after dreams

will come true  

Maniac Brainiac

Maniac Brainiac

Maniac Brainiac

stirs his

chemical

concoction

consumed by

clueless

consumers who

consume without

considering the

consequences

Crazy genius  

Them The Breaks

Them The Breaks 

Saturation point

cups overflow 

down the drain

we spiral

Thrills diminish

lights dim                                                                 

we realize

our limits

Time consumes

relationships       

Nobody’s fault                     

shit happens

The hardest decision

in life is saying

goodbye to

the ones we loved

Runner Up Downer

Runner Up Downer

No one remembers

the poor bastard

who came in second

Winners be worshiped

losers always forgotten

unfair circumstance

Only thing to do  

accept the realization

it’s an unfair game

Star Dust

Fame is a narcotic...

A blinding white star...

A foolish illusion

to validate flash celebrity...

At the end of the day

when the grease paint

comes off

the mirror confirms

who we truly are...

Maybe we can deceive

the adoring crowd

for awhile

with this clown's facade

but when the spotlight fades

and the last song is played

the truth comes down hard

forcing us to face finally

this crushing reality

we share with all humanity

as we file out of the freak show

and into these dark streets...

LIFE IS HARD

Atomic Falls

Random
             atoms

Colliding
            aimlessly

                               aimlessly
colliding

                 randomly

Life ends
When it begins

Extinction ingrained

in our stars

When once again

we shall be

Random

            atoms 

                        colliding

         aimlessly

Birds On A High Tension Wire

In this pussy and mouse game are we

getting harder and harder for me

She casts a sly smile in my direction

playing the flirt part to perfection

I am the moth to her flame

Urges I struggle to contain

Body language teasing time

Putting out subtle signs

Pouting lips, stroking hair

Coy adjustments to her underwear

I soak up her visual seeds

providing the attention she needs

For I am as guilty as she,

Sharing imaginary infidelity

Secret passions on display

Tensions just won’t go away

Until physically separated by fate

then all these yearnings will deflate

Nothing adventured, nothing lost

here at the moral line we would not cross

Shock Market

Shock Market

Woke up this morning in a foul mood 

Looking to pick a fight with someone

Did not know where to begin

With so many combatants to choose from

Went to the local hate market,

Had to wait in a long line

Lots of negative literature on display,

A veritable library of dismay

I really had no clue

Hate was such a growth industry

Really makes me wonder

What our future is going to be

Shared Truth

Shared Truth     

So here we be at the border

That well established divide   

Peering over the ancient wall

To check out the other side

At the top of the barrier

We encounter another set of eyes

Staring right back at us,

The enemy we despise

Our fear is mutually reclusive

Hating those we do not know 

Though deep inside we all realize

This wall between us has to go         

Dumb Dee Dump Dump

Once I've reached
my expiration date

and am no longer serviceable

Deposit me in a hefty bag,

The extra stretchy
reinforced kind
with the drawstrings

Drag me out to the street   

or if my weight is too extreme

use my old little red wagon
to transport my remains     

for the curbside pickup brigade

Maybe I can be recycled

or used for fertilizer

Perhaps
the scavengers
can mine my bones
for raw materials

I won’t be offended

if my carcass is thrown out

Because I’ll be very dead

Which as we all know 

is a much
bigger problem 

Fish In Net

Fish In Net

Channel surfing one Sunday morn

Clicking for something of interest

Landed on a Southern fried preacher man

Firing up his congregation

Mr. Fire and Brimstone

Declaring war on sin

Now the bible is a thumping

The chorus gives up hallelujahs

They are finally fully primed

The closing hook is delivered

Pass the collection plate,

Major credit cards accepted

Souls and cash flow to be saved,

Salvation does not come cheap

Troll Abuse

Troll Abuse     

The dreaded web troll

Hides in the shadows   

 

Waiting to pounce

With evil intent

On innocent posts

Well intentioned peeps 

Trying to connect

Make their own statement

But the troll objects,

Blows up the thread

Makes such a muddled mess

Of the group conversation            

Concentrated Love

Concentrated Love

In this conflicted world we share

Of ever increasing venom

How do we neutralize

The poison seeping in?

Love is the antidote,

In a concentrated dose

Going to hurt a little

Change usually stings

Got to alter our mindsets,      

Raise tolerance levels    

Respect each other more     

And accept our differences

Bad Trip

Bad Trip

Trapped in the car,

Automotive prison

Conversation Bondage

With the Jibber Jabber

Crank up the radio

To override the noise

But the chatter is continuous

As the miles drag on

Have to survive the journey

And endure the agony

Muttering to myself

Why do these things happen to me?

Hating The Haters

The Hate Club convenes

On the fringe of  society

The outcasts in the corner

Mingle with the misfits

Sharing a cup of bitterness

In the shadows of their blight

Ignorance and anger rule

The blame game is played

Bloody plans drawn up

To let the world know they exist

Innocent victims will be victimized  

Like they always seem to be

Indignant outrage hits the fan

People get pissed at the crime

Contempt of the perpetrators

Gets transmitted world wide

Like a cancer cyber spreading

Infecting the heart of humanity

Hatred eventually will kill us

If we don’t cut it out

Wall Beater

Wall Beater  

Socially inept Stevie,    

Scared little puppy    

             

Afraid of what he feels                                      

Uses weirdness as a shield

Won’t let the prying world see,

Maintains his inner mystery

Safe within his contained environment

Where he can be comfortably different

Too bad he can’t seem to realize

How fast our time on Earth flies

Someday he may look back and sigh

At all the life he let slip on by              

Happening Forever After

Happening Forever After

This thing we thought was inevitable

Just ain’t happening

All the fears we’ve been fermenting

Just ain’t happening

All the dreams we conjured up

  Just ain’t happening

Things happen for a reason,

Yeah right …

There be no logic in play here

So we just have to roll with it

Dance with happenstance

And embrace our randomness

Fatal Pheromones

Fatal Pheromones

Penelope, the pure of heart

On a date with Gary the Chaste       

Sitting on the romance fence

A prelude to the courtship dance

They do so seem like such the perfect pair

If they can find their chemistry somewhere

Desire can be such a fickle feeling,

You can’t always control where it goes

Loose lust can ignite a deadly fire    

Getting all concerned burned

Trust your hormones if you must,

But just know they can be impractical       

Doing It Good

Doing It Good    

We know what we have to do

So let’s get this thing done

Just a matter of execution,

The solution exceeds the sum

Of course we respect the unexpected         

Those anomalies we can not see      

Protect ourselves from trouble         

Behind the shield of contingency

And when the task is complete,       

We analyze the whole trip

Always seeking to improve

This process we worship         

Cosmic Wanderers

Cosmic Wanderers

Listen very closely

To the still of the night

And you may be able to hear

Roving spirits out of sight

They wander the Earth

Souls seeking absolution

For all the sins of a lifetime

Which led to their current detention

Such is the steep price

Of a selfish existence

Short term gain, long term pain,

Eternity can be a forever prison

Fun Fun Fun

Fun Fun Fun

We will all have FUN today!!!

A Good Time proclamation

Sadness has been suspended,

Just for a little while  

Take a break from this life

Crank up the frivolity

Find your happy sanctuary                                

And lock the doors behind you :)

Ode To The Scrub

Ode To The Scrub

Pots and pans

Lie dirty in the sink

Starting to pile up,

A mountain of dishware

They have to be cleaned,        

Those are the rules        

Not a joyous task,        

The dishwasher is down        

 

So it falls on me, 

As it often does

To do the drudgery       

We all signed up for

When we became adults

Maybe In December?

Maybe In December?

The  big gossip news of the day,

Old guy marrying  young girl!!!

The kid could be his granddaughter!

A case of beauty and the elderly

Did I mention he was rich and famous?

And that his princess was smoking hot?

Skeptics joke about this mismatched pair,

The gold digger and the dirty old man

Defying all relationship conventions

The world doubts their romantic sincerity

Even though they are both receiving

Everything they desire from each other

A perfect match of give and take

Isn’t that what love is all about?  

Wings Over Everything

Wings Over Everything   

Navigating through the darkness

Trying to avoid life’s pot holes     

   

Some are easy to foresee,       

Slow down and go around

While other bumps along the way

Sneak up on us and create disarray

When trouble rears its ugly head

And your future reeks with dread

Pray for some divine assistance       

Launch a prayer toward heaven       

Your guardian angel may just intercede

What the Hell have you got to lose?  

Game Of Hearts

Game Of Hearts

A man and a woman

Trying to connect

 Feelings unspoken,

 Very hard to gauge

Who makes the first move?

 Who dares take a chance? 

 Love is high stakes poker 

 Every hand dealt a gamble

Sometimes you have to show your cards

And push your romance chips all in

You may end up bust and broken,

But if you don’t play you can’t win

Wet Grease Paint

When faced with life situations        

How do I choose to play the scene? 

Which version of me do I put forth?

Do I play the clown or drama queen?

I could play the ignorant fool,          

Deposit my head deep in the sand

Or jump into the lead role
Become the main attraction

Lose myself in my self production
Block out all the back stage distractions

The role choices we make

Don’t always turn out as planned

Sometimes the part is too big
The spot light burns deadly hot

The critics attack with predatory glee
Cowards who never gave the stage a shot

Forever critiquing from the security
that distance and darkness affords

They'll never understand
that the play is it's own reward

As we forever improvise

Make the necessary corrections     

  

Ad lib our way through every day

Performing without direction  

            

Settle Down

The nice girl of high quality

sits at home by her phone...

Waiting for her prince to call

and proceed to sweep her off her feet...   

 

But all she hears is silence,..

Maybe she's in a dead zone?      

  

The fairy tale book is closing,

All the Prince Charmings are gone

Time to lower the bar a tad..

Give the commoner frogs a chance...

Flawed warts and all...

Sometimes happily ever after comes

from sources you never expect...

Settling is not a four letter word...

Cease And Resist

Cease And Resist

You see that gorgeous girl over there?

The one with the starlight in her hair

Me thinks she’s giving me the eye

Her body language surely implies

That I am the object of her desire 

The spark to ignite her yearning fire

OK, so maybe this view is all in my head

Guess I should focus on reality instead

This kind of fantasy thinking a waste

Since I am no longer part of the chase

But if I was, I do believe in time

That gorgeous girl over there would be mine

Kinetically Yours

Kinetically Yours

To advance between two points

A little motion need be applied

Stationary just won’t cut it

Though inertia is often tried

Progress can be quite scary

When you don’t know where you’re going

Ignorance makes cowards of us all

The paralysis of the unknowing

Take that fear and turn it around

A success story of our own creation

Have faith in the future down the road

Which will shed light on our destination  

Pity Full

Pity Full    

Gonna walk right off this planet      

Right into the setting sun

Like a moth into a bug zapper

A spark in the summer twilight    

   

Don’t wanna be a memory

Or an amusing story

Just wish to be forgotten

Totally disposable

Sometimes I feel lost,    

Worthless and weak

Trying so hard to break

This string of bad days