Care Package

I am
such
a flippant
rascal...

This really

which annoys
peeps
who feel
I need to be
more
respectfully
conventionally
packaged...

Too bad for them,
but fortunately for me
I don't give a damn
about what ''they" think

Pots and Pans

Pots and pans
exist in darkness
in the corners of irrelevance
for they have fallen
out of rotation
as the recipes
that once defined them
and gave them purpose
have lost their appeal
to the current generation
who are clueless

about ancient taste sensations
they are missing...

These pots and pans
all too well understand
what it is to be lonely...

Victims of ignorance

and forced obsolescence...

They will live long lives

with only memory sustenance

to sustain them

in the bitterness

of current uselessness 

Nubbed Out

Sturdy and strong
when freed from the box
the noble pencil of yore
was immediately on point...

Such the productive tool...

Useful to it's very core...

Time advances...

Now the once proud cog

is tired and worn...

Not much of use anymore...

Past the point of functionality...

 
Wither the nub of the bunch...

Soon to be gone...

Smell Testing

Bit into a rancid concept...

Delicious to the eye
but thoroughly rotten inside...

As I spit the vile sandwich out
I vow henceforth
to ride shotgun with doubt
and always check
the expiration date
before blindly
consuming externally
every convenient theory
that just so happens to fit
my current slanted narrative...

The Path Traversed

The things you find

during the decluttering process...

Frozen in time...

This scrapbook now soothes

my fading mind..

Pics fully laminated...

Protection against the elements

and the ravages of today...

Locked in memories

where none of us age out...

Even death can not penetrate

this thick veneer of yesterday

where erosion is irrelevant

to these locked in moments of joy...

Arthritic fingers

painfully skimming

long neglected pages...

Liberating images

from a bygone existence

of youthful exuberance

and unbridled innocence 

where we still owned

all our tomorrows...

Ripe to Be Me

Back to where we've been before
as we seek to settle old scores
with those we feel done us wrong...

The Going Nowhere Payback tour
on the ancient treadmill of revenge
has now become

such a cliche saturated bore...

So I now exit the hate cycle...

Leaving all future pointless wars to you...

Gonna try and live my receding life grudge free... 

Perhaps I really have finally matured?

Curiosity Suicide

Dug deep
and went in depth
to bypass surface truths
that muddy perceptions...

Got to the core finally
only to find
upon closer inspection
these well meant deceptions
were for my own protection...

Wish I could go back
to my blissful ignorance