Hard and Dirty

 

Purists of heart
rarely play it smart
cause these would be martyrs

and inflexible saints
live in a world of pious purity
of how things should be
as opposed to the messy

"as is" reality
the rest of us practical

slightly cynical sinners
insist on residing in

as a matter of practical necessity..

While we often gag

on forced compromise

and imperfect work arounds

we have no choice

but to try and digest

as best we can
the slop indifferent Circumstance
plops on our stained plates

All the while enduring 

the condescending critiques

of the holier than thou freaks

looking down with their quaint philosophies

from a lofty cloud existence

that keeps them above the mess

and all the contentious nastiness

that would soil their pristine wings

if not for our dirty work trench efforts..

Can you sense our bitterness?

No wonder we're all in therapy

Twitter Down

 

If it's nuance you seek

the X domain

sure ain't the right place..

The algorithm unseen

caters to the extremes

for maximum clickage

which leaves no place for moderates..

Those perpetually frustrated

seekers of common ground

and boring shades of gray

have become so minimized

these contentious days

they now exist

only in empty museums...

Someday these forgotten fossils

will make a necessitated return

but only after

the current fringe element tyrants

have stretched the limits of free speech

to such a dangerous extent

that they snap this once noble concept

 

At the Prison Show

 

I do so adore offensive things..

Unbridled debauchery..

Social anarchy

pissing down on the foundation

of what passes for normal conformity..

I can't ever be shocked enough..

Over stimulation

to my sense of propriety

is the opiate I crave..

Maybe cause I'm so damn bland..

My spirit of adventure

forever locked away in a gray prison

of self conscious paralysis..

An overly civilized citizen
always doing the right thing
as I've been programmed to do

by centuries of oppressive morality..

I do so envy the freaks and geeks

with all their flashy excesses

that go way beyond the boundaries

uptight peeps like me see only in dreams..

Unleashing our deepest liberating fantasies..

I do so adore offensive things..

Even if only as a voyeur spectator..

Which regrettably is all I'll ever be

Safety Last

 

Merrily we dance
over and around
this trip wire existence..

Not because
we are foolhardy
or have a death wish..

And certainly not because

we roll oblivious

to life's inherent dangers

every time we venture forth

into the pit of social bullshit..

What you consider reckless
we view as a life choice necessity
cause only by challenging mortality
can one truly feel alive

Salvation Deferred

 

Oh great..

Here I am
at my coming to Jesus moment
only to find the Son of God
ain't paying attention..

Proclaims he is being pulled
in too many directions..

Apologizes for being distracted
and requests I come back
for absolution another day

when he'll be more focused 

to dispense standard anointments...

Timing has never been my forte

but I will return anyway

cause I have an unshakeable faith

in my very human ability

to be continually disappointed

Truth Filtration

 

I choose NOT to be set free

by the uncomfortable truths

you constantly seek

to inflict on me..

It's such a snug existence

here in my secure fortress

of plausible deniability...

This blanket of blissful ignorance

is my joyful fortress

that offers maximum protection

from the messy realities

determined to piss on

any and all chances

of my selective

well regulated happiness

Drug Looping

 

When self soothing failed

and it became quite obvious

that I could not stop the pain

I turned to my trusted friends

who love and guide me

from their flat screen scripted reality..

My handsome companions 

always know

what to say and do..

They know what it will take

to make my sad ass happy..

Now it seems I'm sick
from overconsumption
of all the numerous
over the counter
joy inducing products
as pitched on TV

by my well meaning 

guardian angels..

I am duly advise
by the distinguished looking

white smock clad actor guy

playing the part

of a calming presence

who is also very smart
that I must first

consult with my real physician
to get the miracle medication
as seen on TV..

This will numb
not only my new 

consumer fueled addiction
but the tele prescription
comes with plenty
of disclaimer side effects

that can only be remedied

by the same Big Pharma chemists

who made me sick..

Strung out me has gotta admit

this chemical death cycle is pretty slick..

Myth Makers

 

It's true..It's true..

MAGA media has made it clear..

Life was perfect during the Trump years..

I know history is a blur
but that's how things really were.. 

The rain never fell til after sundown..

The lights shone brighter did they not?

Inflation was what you did to a tire..

In Trumpalot.. Trumpalot..

Where subjects walked the streets without a care..

There was peace and joy everywhere..

Love was always in the fragrant air..

Cause those filthy immigrants did not dare

cross the border into Trumpalot..

Deep State historians may have forgot
but there was nary a more congenial spot
than happy ever afterings than here in Trump..a..lot

Clocking Out

 

Another day..

Leaking away...

Seeping into days

previously played
til the calendar blurs
into a polluted stream
of murky yesterdays
clouding our overloaded memories..

The ending now

an undeniable certainty 
of an all too finite reality
as the realization hits me
that time is a precious commodity
I really need to stop wasting 
writing this weak ass poetry

that nobody ever bothers to read

cause they have better things

to do with their own dwindling time

The End

 

Malfunctioning me
just can't catch a break these days
cause all my shit is breaking..

I hold my breath

every time I flip a switch

and try to turn on a device..

Ain't life a bitch?

Obsolescence by design..

Erosion of the mind..

Corrosion of the soul..

The curse of longevity
is realization of the certainty
that we are every bit as finite 
as our current broken toys..

Only we can't be replaced or fixed..

Ain't life a bitch?

Carpe Diem or bust my temp friends..

Glory Be the System

 

Ladies and gentlemen...

Please be advised
there will be collateral casualties
during our glorious transition
from here to there...

Rest assured our beloved pliable populace

Project Darwin has been carefully crafted

for Society's greater protection...

The drop off losses
of those deemed weak
fall within acceptable parameters
as calculated by leadership
who of course roll with zero risk
as they rightfully take maximum benefits

Pay no heed to those of selfish dissent

constantly whining about perceived inequities..

They have zero concept of the sacrifice

good citizens like you are required to make

to build and maintain

this magnificent economic pyramid..

These dangerous anarchist malcontents

want not only to piss on our great traditions

they seek to obliterate your dreams

of ascending to the top some day..

Rest assured our firm but fair Peace Forces

will make these communists

go away permanently..

Which brings us to our next glorious initiative..

Operation Authoritarian..

 

Captain Dunsel

 

Here in Automation..

Robots perform all labor manually..

AI has now assumed all thought processes..

Today we builders of said devices
have all become
so functionally obsolete
we now do existence
without purpose..

Without thought..

In many respects
we are now the mindless machines

like the early models we built

to relieve our lazy asses

from what we perceived to be

the mundane burdens 

of our former involved lives

we now wax nostalgic about

Check the Weather Vane

 

Sure these headwinds are stiff
and our tasks straining
against maximum resistance
but based on past experience
we know this is a temporary impediment..

The persistent forces

we are struggling against

which currently stand intransigent 
are destined to shift
in a direction that eventually benefits
patient grinders like us

Meet Me on the Baseline

 

I know you want your team to win
in this contentious

political combat cauldron..

So I always expect 

major creative spin
to frame the issues your way..

And blaming the other side..
for everything bad
is standard procedure today
but can we not at least agree
on basic standards
of human decency
that can still unite us?

Can not we 
as part of this shared humanity

mutually condemn those cretins 
on either side
who violate even the minimum
baseline of morality?

There still has to be a line
of appropriate behavior
that good people never cross..

But if we continue 

choosing to value politics
over doing the right thing

then we as a species
are indeed forever lost 

Overdue Repairs

 

The hypocrisy do flow
in both directions...

You know how it goes...

All the righteous indignations
and high volume protestations
blast posting on perpetual loop..

And you know what?

It's all partisan bullshit..

Tit for tat nonsense..

Gotcha combat politics..

wrapped with useless verbiage..

Diarrhea hyperbole on a stick..

Nothing will ever get solved

if we sensible moderates

continue to let these zealots

dominate every conversation..

Time to escort these bastards

back to the opinion fringes

and let us adults fix this mess

Stranger Than Fiction

 There was a time

when I could post satire

of an over the top nature and it would be very obvious I was tweaking the ignorant

bastards of intolerance who reek of various

illogical prejudices

that cry out to be lampooned..

Not so today in corrupted

social media platforms where bigots and white supremacists

hold sway with unchecked arrogance as the toxic bile they spew daily

blurs the line between satirical content and what passes as serious political commentary

(Sigh)