Blinkers On

 

Sometimes it's over
before it begins...

Of course
as a defense mechanism
we live oblivious  
to our selective
disconnections
and unintended
though should have been obvious
reckless consequence

if only we had done

a little due diligence

and thought this shit through

There is no shame in ignorance..

Actually there is

in a BIG PICTURE sense

but since we're all seeking happiness

we gotta give ourselves a pass

when the reality disconnect

benefits our current circumstance

On Ignore

 

I've known truth intimately 
from a varied variety
of levels and angles...

I have molded reality
into the flexible commodity
required to accommodate
my always pliable needs...

Some less creatively enlightened
act all indignant and frightened
that I have opted to live in denial...

I choose to mute them
and their persistent brand
of factual contradictions 

that run contrary

to my self serving narrative

Riding With Inequity

 

Life is unfair... 

Swish that around
in your leaky chalice
of high expectations
and spit out
the bitterness
all over
your soon to be
extinguished dreams...

Life is unfair indeed
but once we accept
this cruel doctrine
we can proceed
to try and make the best
of this tilted situation

R

Purging DNA

 

I have spent my life
trying to purge
the scourge of Puritanism
from my American bred DNA...

Beating the religious intolerance
they ruled with was easy
since in my eyes God is obviously

not an exclusive one size fits all bigot..

And the black and white fashion thing

they paraded around in
was always senseless to me..

But their damn work like a dog

til you die at your post ethic
are still the hardest chains
for this frustrated mutt to break..

The guilt of my fully enjoying

an unproductive retirement

is my head in the stockade 

public square embarrassment 

Forever having to defend

doing absolutely nothing

but enjoy my dwindling time

to those still daily grinding

So fuck the long gone Puritans

and the ships they rode in on

Mental Cleanse

Take your best shot 

and try to loosen

these cemented opinions

reeking of thought rigor mortis..

Your dissent forces me
to question my faith
in the core assumptions
of grounded philosophy
that need to be
battle tested periodically
and run though the personal wringer

Once these views have been tempered  

by your challenge of my judgements

be prepared 

for my now upgraded

 (thanks to you)

counterargument

Down the Funnel

 

My legacy
is the same as yours...

Our ultimate destiny
ain't no different
from the kings and queens
we are programmed to revere...

As our end grows near
the truth becomes clear...

When we are dead and gone
and reach the ultimate nothingness
all your accumulated accolades

that came before...

All those glorious trophies

stored on dusty shelves
will be as useless to you
in your current cadaver state
as a screen door on a submarine..

Darkness is our shared destination

Yellow Tape Show

 

Here at yet another crime scene
cops push back gawking onlookers
to restore the illusion
of law and order...

“Nothing to see here“
the bullhorn cop proclaims..

We are all accomplices.. 

We are all victims..

Playing out criminality 
on perpetual loop..

Rotating roles
as the script dictates..

Innocence is subjective..

Guilt irrelevant..

Justice a stale buffet..

Just another once noble concept
the big money boys have corrupted

Down Elevator

 

Everywhere..

Nowhere..

And everything in between..

Such a fucking abstract concept
rattling around inside
our overloaded heads..

Discordant notes are we
in the grand symphony scheme
of the space/time continuum..

Background Muzak
on a falling
elevator

Strategic Retreating

 

Such were the depths

of their endless contention
they could not even agree
on the battle lines location
or their weapons of choice... 

For this was a war

he could not possibly win
cause he fought by conventional means
while his feminine adversary
was not hampered 

by such civilized restrictions ...

So the prudent man

chose to yield the field
and live to die another day