Processed Life

Round and round...

Dizzy from the spin...

Chasing a tail

we will never catch...

Satisfaction rarely guaranteed...

Yet the fruitless pursuit proceeds...

Instead of keeping score

as we try to quantify
and desperately justify
our timeline quite finite
perhaps we'd be best served
if we graded ourselves on a curve...

Embrace life's variations...

Cut our stressed asses some slack...

Finally accept the obvious fact
that winning this game
is all in the playing

Pro

Blessed Be We Inepts

People anxiety
getting the best of me
as I put on ignore
the suffocating real life party
and the fake conversations all around...

The hum of a small talk symphony

like finger nails scraping a chalkboard

have always been pure torture

to my socially awkward species... 

 
Escaping to the shadows...

Seeking relief in isolation...

I take refuge in technology
with my head buried
in a hand held oasis...
 
Suckling on the bosom
of my flat screen
cyber sanctuary... 

Once again 

using this social media front

to be fully anti social...

Island of Misfit Selfies

99 abandoned selfies
that did not make
the posting cut...

Orphan victims
of flaws self perceived...

I'd rather see
these image outtakes...

Much prefer to view
the real you...

Flaws and all...

Instead of that one perfectly staged pic
plastered on your social media wall

Islan

Indecent Exposure

This entrenched position
I got myself locked into
without thinking things through
(which I too often tend to do)
is beginning to disintegrate...

My hard line intransigence
now blowing back in my face
as the relentless forces of truth
lay waste to played out arguments...

How to exit this pit gracefully

with even a shred of dignity

is going to be a challenge for humbled me

in this social media communications age

where every rant pronouncement

is recorded permanently...

Guess it's best to take the hit

and acknowledge that I am full of shit

  

 

Bratty Zealots

 

Show me the creature
of absolute certainty
with rock hard steadfastness
buoyed by unwavering conviction
and swaggering confidence
mixed with a sense of arrogance
that doubt can never penetrate
and you will have found in your midst
a stubborn close minded zealot...

Show me the creature

from the Know It All tribe

who belittles and condescends

those who dare share contrary opinions

that challenge their core structure

and shake the very foundation

that supports past entitlement

and you will have found in your midst

your typical rigid ideologue...

Do not engage these foolish creatures in debate...

Best to let them pound their chests and bloviate...

Sure they can be incredibly annoying little girls and boys

but in the end they are just irritating background noise

who will fade into obscurity and bitter irrelevance

once the adults send them off to bed

  

 

Harvesting Friendships

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

Maybe they will return the compliment...

 
Perhaps these seeds of positive reinforcement
can even blossom into a fruitful relationship?

It may be worth a shot...

Changing the current poisonous narrative

and coming to grips finally

with the uplifting concept

that's it's OK to think differently