Slot Racers

This collision course against society
I charted to feed my many anxieties
is rapidly approaching the end of the line

The impending crash should be quite the event
given the acceleration of my descent

The "I told you so" crowd will surely be pleased
as they finally get to scrape up my remains

I sure would hate to give them that validation

Playing the lead in their future forewarning stories
to unborn rebellious generations
about the folly of living life contentiously 

I guess it's time to confess my trepidation
that's been slow cooking in my brain
regarding this soon to be fatal situation

Now comes the inevitable post game regrets

All those useless could and should ofs
as if we somehow are the captains of our destinies

For you see my soon to be grieving friends
the die is cast for us the day we are born

Hard wired into quite finite time lines

Playing the roles perception rigidly defines
written in the unwavering stars

Jungle Loop

I come before you today
to preach truth you already knew
beneath the thin veneer
of paper mache boundaries
we wrap around
our tenuous humanity
is the haunting reality
that coursing through
our pulsating veins
is the savage blood
of primitive beasts
living vicariously
through the carnage in the streets
we condemn publicly
to soothe the carnivore guilt
though deep down we know
this moral indignation show
is leaking relevancy
as our very fucked up society
continues it's inevitable descent
back to the predator dominated jungle
from whence we commenced

Compromised Positions

The raging neo cons
finally found
a useful idiot in chief
to carry out
their us against them
nationalist agenda

This reactionary blend
of bible thumping
unrelenting hateful
socially backward
foam at the mouth evangelicals
and rape the environment for max  profit
pillage and take no prisoners capitalists
have formed quite the effective
turn back the clock coalition 

This of course
has provoked a prolonged counter reaction
from the perpetually pissed off opposition
desperately grasping
at every social media driven
the King is a corrupt asshole straw
destined to fizzle out and go nowhere
cause these accusations no matter how true
just ain't ever going to move
the flush the turd needle

Now once dormant socialists
with their tired us against them
class warfare bullshit
want their shot now
to topple the arrogant beast
in the next election

Oh they all got their very ambitious
spread the wealth to the maximum voter bloc
smoke and mirrors programs
All the while requesting with great sincerity
we pay no attention to the cost wizard
spinning the cost deficit wheel behind the curtain

So how do we break ourselves free
of these two lose/lose future scenarios?

The answer my friends
is found in the not too distant past
when the extreme wings of both parties
who dominate the scene today
were relegated to corner shadows
while the adults in the room
practiced the art of compromise

Working through differences of ideology
to produce the imperfect solutions
one would expect in bastardized mutt legislation
where neither side got everything they dreamed
but there was enough respect to go around
to realize the us against them philosophy
if we are going to ever succeed
has to yield and blend to the practicality
of the power of we eventually

Rebels On A Sharp Stick

The man who chose
not to follow protocol
will be executed today
in a most painful way
in the village square

That publicly bloody place
where we administer consequence
to any and all breakers of rules
who think their defiance
of strictly enforced norms
makes a bold statement

Truth be told
such brazen actions
only serve to reinforce
our harsh dominance
over the thoughts and souls
of a scared shitless populace
so easily controlled
through example setting
mega terror shows 

Salvation Sale

Tis just another Apocalypse Sunday
on the road to fiery Armageddon

Some pilgrims come for the redemption

Rapture seeking on their knees fools

Lapping up every morsel of false prophesies
from preachers serving up after party salvation
heaped high on the congregation's collection plate

Preaching the greatest fallacy
hard sold throughout history
that we sinners can somehow be saved
with a few clever prayers
and generous donations
to a God too busy taking down names
to participate in this hosanna con

Mona Lisa Dreaming

Staring across the bar top wilderness
my gaze catches the sultry eyes
of sweetness personified

What are her intentions?

Her smile seems flirtatious

Or is she just being polite?

So hard to read the signals 
when hope clouds objectivity

While partying with her crew
she throws a quick glance in my direction

Or was she checking the TV?
Seeing right through me

Imagination now takes over

Visualizing us together

Is the same fantasy playing
inside her angelic head?

The song list plays on

Lyrics nobody hears

Deep into the longing night
the stars sink into the horizon

The dream I will never get to know
puts on her coat and leaves

Casting me a wistful smile on her way out

One last bouquet for the us that could have been

Distant Replay

So here I lay at three A.M.

Deep in the dark with my thoughts

Replaying a pivotal scene from my life

How it got in my head
I do not know

Taking me back to 1984,

The break up scene with my first love

Oh how I wish I could go back
and redo that pivotal moment

Let my heart have it's say

Express the truth I know today
tempered by the ensuing years

We don’t realize at the time
those fork in the road events
that shape who we become

Taking us to the place we are

Deep in the dark with our regrets

Muttering to ourselves at three A.M.