Perfume On A Pig

We danced like children

amidst the rubble

of the recently toppled past..

A jig of mutual delusion

that we had somehow blasted away

the stench of our wretched history

Of course this was yet another

desperate futile gesture

cause you can't cancel yesterday

Maybe humanity would be better served

if we focused our energies

on fixing the injustices of today...

Ghost Whisperers

On the fringes of plausibility

the usual suspects congregate

Spinning tales of intrigue

peppered with bitter conspiracy

Those who desperately wanna believe

are always the easiest dupes to deceive

Such useful idiots are they

to spread the poison gospel

that pollutes social media today

Delete Bin of History

passive AGGRESSIVE man
destined to bite the hands
of his many enablers
who perpetually look the other way

Of course there will be consequence
and desperate historical analysis
but it will all be a fruitless retrospective
of the rewrite guilt trip variety

Suck It

Scattered socks and shoes

strewn across my floor

Shedded clothes clutter the scene

melding with container remnants

of devoured deliveries past

as my vacuum lies dormant

Powerless to perform it's task

in this accumulated mess

I know I gotta get off my planted ass

and somehow clear a viable path

to unleash the dust sucking beast

and reclaim my next to godly cleanliness

My Twitter Addiction

Use to think I was lonely...

A forlorn forgettable freak...

A sexually frustrated geek...

Then I fell into this shit

Now I know I am NOT alone

Spending heavy segments of time

with this clique of desperate exhibitionists

No, I don't wanna see your saggy tits

and I surmise you don't wanna view my scruffy dick

Please oh please do share your thoughts on current politics

Let's fight like bitches for the amusement of rich celebrities

Maybe they will retweet the bullshit we write

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Make us stars for our fifteen minutes of eternity 

What a pathetic lot of losers are we...

By now you should have ascertained

I am NOT here to make friends

or grovel for your approval

Who the Hell are you anyway?

Just random letters on my smudged screen

Blips desperately seeking social validation

Here we are all equally insignificant

Gloriously and forever anonymous

One way or another I am going to have my say

Go ahead and block my sorry ass all eternity

Report offensive me to the content authorities

I am NOT here to make friends

Revelation Impact

Jumped from a fourth floor window...

Forty feet down to the ground...

Cause five stories was too high

and two simply would not do...

I wanted to die just right...

Needed to feel my bones collide

with the waiting earth below

to finally and forever know

just for that flash moment

what it was to be alive