Cops And Dodgers
Old Frank Knox was a cop.
An old cop who knocked off blocks.
Frank didn’t spare the rod.
And everywhere he trod
Tho’ now it seems quite odd,
If Frank gave you a nod
You nodded back.
There was no lack of self respect.
You got all that and heck…
Old Frank would kinda hug you.
Tho’ his hugs, he kinda mugged you.
You didn’t fuck around
In yours and Frank’s home town
Cause he’d know it was you
Like when his window blew
In a million pieces and
Old Frank, he says
You’re cleaning that up!
And I know it’s tough
But you’re weeding my garden for a month.
When Mama Turns
I love you, you bastard!
You’re a tough guy to love!
You lie and you cheat and you think you’re above
Judgement or criticism or just common sense.
And you bend with the liquor cloaked thick in defense.
There’s a monster inside you.
With claws made of guilt
Rips relationships holy
And all that you’ve built
Comes tumbling down in flashes of anger
The survivors run out for the good hats don’t hang here.
And you cry and you bluster
But you cannot muster
An apology
Cause all of thee
Sails the bad ship dementia.
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Mister Ponzi was a nice man.
Carry your momma’s bags.
And if she bitch ’bout bein’ ripped off?
Bitch is just one a dem hags.
Mister don’t care.
Mister, he square.
And he got de tabs to prove it!
Doan belead me? Den screw it!
He goan show he can do it!
You goan see you done blew it!
You be undone.
Cat gotcha tongue.
Now, it’s no fun.
You plain crazy in da midow.
God Save The Angry
SNAP! Went the lady.
Who weren’t no lady at all.
That bitch would scratch your eyes out.
Kick your feet out as you fall.
Then she’d yell at you.
Call you out.
Bitch would cry and holler and shout.
Complaints would gouge like hidden knives.
Guilt icing chocolate cake.
Pile on pity til the horse grunts.
Fillin’ up Hot Tears Lake.
Late night long texts.
Spittin them regrets.
Sounds like all bets
Are off.
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Buddy loved meth.
All he could get.
Get it in ‘im.
Get him in it.
S’all the same
In this minute.
Round and round on the inside.
Lookit him spin on the out.
It really don’t matter.
Stare right at ‘er.
Eyes burning into the sun.
Recognize the glue she’s undone.
Now you know why there’s no fun.
And possibly the reason you run.
Right into danger.
Left you’re no stranger.
Sir, you’re all smoke and no traction.
Oh Mife Uck Did I Stop Myself
He was going to come unglued.
A state they were accustomed too.
Because Buddy did.
Like a little kid.
Sniffled and whined.
Toked and dined.
On the People’s dime.
Sorry, little fuck.
Your jig is up anda
Takes great luck
Which you don’t have.
Lova bitter salve.
Gimme tasta half…
Don’t believe in karma?
That is gonna harm ya.
In ways you cannot fathom.
The Nose Have It
She stuck it in.
Pulled it out.
Nostrils with a pile of clout.
Furious blows without a doubt.
She won’t need a hanky.
She sees hanky panky.
All around and she does hound
All who would not thank thee.
No hesitation to spank thee.
Maybe house arrest.
Maybe try her best
To curb your appeal.
Deaf to your squeal.
Say, is this real?
Through a mask they scold
Buddy, you’ve been told.
Cover up or wrath be with you.
Four By Four Missing
No nail. No hammer. No toolbelt too.
No saw. No sawhorse. No carpenter too.
No wire. No fuse. No soldering too.
No music. No lightshow. No happiness boo!
No courage. No strength. No fortitude you.
No matter. No worry. We know what to do…
No crying. No swearing. No struggling you.
You sit down.
You lay down.
You stand down.
You do.
When You Whip Your Head Around, The Sound It Makes.
Oh happy day at the circus!
Got clowns and clowns and clowns.
Take you for some scary rides.
Giggle if you sick.
Frightened you maybe too many times
Come to think of it.
They could give a shit.
Feed them drama.
Give ’em all they want.
They take it until you’re gaunt
You’re a bystander to their grand show
And though you should, you kinda know
Shit’s real head turner and
Your neck says Whoa!
Worry Wart Stew
Oh my guts!
My guts! My guts! My guts!
All twisted in knots
Fulla if, ands and buts.
Hope the whiskey mighta caught it
But no, no, no…
Arms wrapped tigher than punching dough.
God please help me!
What’d I do?
Spear to the bread basket
Through and through.
Wiggle on the line like you want to be free.
Jump like they want you to
Cant you see?
Fishing is a sport, sport.
Your job is to report
Schools ripe for their plunder.
You don’t take no number.
Go to the front line.
You’ll do just fine.
Is that your tummy rumbling?
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Nobody took you to the cleaners.
You went by yo’ seff.
Zero percent.
Givin’ money away.
You just step off de shelf?
It’s deep out here man.
Swim if you can
But me…?
I’d stay out de water.
Unless you tink ya gotta
Sink or swim
If shit’s so dim
Shoulda stayed on land
But that’s too bland
And looks outlandish.
To you in that life preserver.
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You are an ass.
Argue if you want.
That’s what asses do.
Arguing asses flaunt
Their zest for life.
Their endless fright.
Need to be right.
So sweet right, right?
In this world sir, I reign.
Bow to my way for gain.
Through contrast you stay sane.
But give no quarter,
Here is not for you.
You are but a minor spice.
In this people stew.
Verbotenly Hot
Don’t sweat it the border.
Or the hospital or a port.
Don’t sweat it at the mag lev train
Or you won’t get aboard.
Prices got you out of sorts?
Has your temper and funding grown short?
It will be noted on your wreck-ord.
That you are a little hottie.
Go sideways with that naughty.
It’s a damn good thing they spot yee.
But you ain’t see no oven.
Real Time Mandala
Ran as slow as he could he did
And the past fell apart behind him.
In the present they would not find him.
Always fought the good fight.
Fought like hell then took flight.
Saw that something wasn’t right
But slowed down a little too fast.
Took everything off the gas.
And when time came to pass
It wrecked on the outside.
You. Now. Don’t. Drive.
You ride the hole ride.
Stick to the water side.
That net will take your head off!
Noti Me
I’m going into space now.
I’m going into space.
First the air won’t fly anymore.
Then flying isn’t flying.
Then I can’t recall if the stars came out.
And neither can the other guys.
We were lost, no up or down.
No protective layer of lies.
The homesickness! Homesickness!
Homesickness struck and we had yet to leave the earth!
Sope… we couldn’t chance it.
Santa and chimney, silly suited elves
They couldn’t chance it may not work.
Like touch the face of God and maybe hurt her.
Nope. They couldn’t chance it.
Like Doh See Doh they had ’em dancing.
Everything and how enhanced it was!
Nothing was real but how did it feel?
Like it was real. It was real! It was real!
And yes sir, it is…
Now here, sip a fizzy.
It is sir, it is real!
You can feel it…
Interdimensional Morse Code
I felt you tapping my forearm.
Flexing my bicept.
Cramped my calf you fuck!
Spazzed my lungs, locked my hamstring.
Ankes, I couldn’t get up!
The messege was loud and clear…
I don’t own me. I’m for rent.
I’m the renter so hellbent.
On living life like this was me
when interdimensionally
You could tug my umbilical cord
And in No Time there I’d be.
Hola Dementia!
You called me up and called me down.
Said you’d prefer it if I found
Another place to hang my hat.
With no discussion, that was that.
But only you were angry.
I hid a tiny smirk.
You wagged your finger.
Said you’re a ringer
For a jerk. You’re a jerk. A jerk!
I saw your lips move
But that did not prove
To me that you were speaking.
It wasn’t my mom freaking
Out about nothing.
Was not her thing
She loved and lived and raised five kids.
She loved a monster and monsters give
Two shits about nothing and she got lots
She suffered in silence and for it got
To forget her life
And the wonder she wrought.
The Love Demander
You growl and snarl and gnash your teeth.
You scratch, you bite. Refuse to eat.
Denied? There’s no denying.
If you could, you would be crying.
But you can’t.
So you whine.
You say that love’s mine!
And you take it from anyone.
Anyone at all
And if they answer
And heed your call
You’ll take their love
You’ll take it all.
Desperados
When the food bank bounces
Your ass out the door
And the shelves are all empty
Cause you’re broke and so poor
That the holes in your clothes
And in your story of life
Begin to join up
And block in any light
That might brighten your path
Or illuminate holes.
Cause once you goes through one
You just go ’til you goes.
Deep Shit
I saw the crap around the sphincter muscle of the belly of the beast.
I saw good men go bad.
I saw greed deny safety, hurt people and beat down moral.
I saw murder in my brother’s eyes and he was looking at me, his disagreer.
My god, I saw waste.
Theft.
Saw lying and politics like disagreeing just because.
I saw plans that would never work because they were not working.
I saw asses full of kisses and a pile of brown noses.
I saw good people jump ship while pirates clambered aboard.
Disrespect and suspicion became the language of choice.
Cannibalism. I saw people eating themselves alive.
My god, I saw this and more and…
That was on the good ship Heaven and today we’re on a cruise from Hell.
When All Your Shit Adds Up
Looking the other way.
How is that okay?
You swear an oath.
You speak in code.
The bad man rode beside you.
Was blue but not the true blue.
It’s not a color but a cover
For some.
The badge as a power for good
Is done.
The people don’t believe they’re here to serve,
No one.
Rent yourself your own cop.
For your neighborhood.
Rent the best damn cops you can.
Pay ’em to do good.
