Archive for June, 2018

Wind Up Less Often

Fast or slow. You’ll get there. Happy or sad. Life don’t care. You pay your toll But beware… You can pay too much.

Doing Hard Time

It was a bad situation. All of creation Had stymied elation and Led to tough shit piling up. She had had enough. The going was rough. She was calling life’s bluff and Life hollered back. Life pleaded. She needed to be Heeding the pleading but Complaints filled her ears and Year after years she Moved […]

Do You Pick Your Nose Or Does Your Nose Pick You?

Zero sum game. Running then lame. It’s the same. Hidden vision. Circumstancial collision. Viewing that once hidden. By being smitten. With not here and now. It’s the why and how. Tomorrow happens.

The Incorruptably Corrupt

An oath was taken. The ground was shakin’. The best, they makin’ A promise to truth. Evil was shook cause The best, they took That oath for better or worse. Now worse had come And they were run Offa high road In the ditch. Ain’t life a son-of-a-bitch?!    

The Yapping Of Cal

Maybe a feeding frenzy with Objectors plenty who Could not share and Would not dare stop their Howling near the Carcass where the Hubbub now created A circumstance unstated. Cal, he held fast to a Distant past and described it To extreme. He worded it up. It over ran our cups And once we had […]

Hand Me The Keys Lord

Yes, shit can change. And you can change shit. You avoid a hit then Crack a big hit. Throw a big fit. Work a big snit. Wallow in it. Maybe you slit Your own wrist first. Maybe quench that thirst. For safety hearse. Maybe do a meeting Where you’ll be greeting The lost and the […]

Sorry Ain’t An Asshole Licence

Moron is an adjective. Especially for you. Your shit’s so reactive. What? You got no clue?! You are what you do! You disturb shitter. Big misfitter. Constant quitter. And you hit her…! With a heartache. Her heart breaks. Her soul quakes. Her core shakes. Cause she takes You seriously. But not me. Mart, you are […]

The Change, She Is Not Coming.

In a town where everyone limps No one thinks they’re limping. No one calls out Gimpy! Everyone has a cane. Everyone limps the same. Waddling is respected. Stumbling is expected. Stairs? Nobody wants ’em. Stares? Nobody gets ’em. Everybody’s shoes wear out the same. Draggin’ at foot lak dey was lame. Man ‘o man, please […]

Ruder And Abuser

Holy shit Mart, ya ignent. You’re rude. You’re crude. You’re full wazooed. Shoulda bin tatooed. Get a big middle finger on ya forehead. Sayin’ back here’s nothing but brain dead. Cause ya pay no mind to they said. You falling in holes Thenya climb outa those But like a casket ya goes Inna nother hole. So […]

South Heading Shit

Let’s say you’re unaware. Because you are. Say the universe is big And you’re a star. Stars burn out and Stars collide. This shit tastes bad but Open wide. You have lived and You have died. Dead are the stars who Fear collide so ya, Take it in, Take it all in stride.     […]

You Got My Back Boi

Ya born all together and All that shit. I don’t make that much Of it but, mom… Jesus, mom, she says you call You brudder. He could call me. But he don’t cause mom’s the Glue for our family. Once she’s gone, so is he.  

Manufacturing Gratitude

Get a life, my friend. Then almost lose it. Have some pain, my friend. Then slowly lose it. Work your fingers to the bone then Before you get home, Have some joker say “you’re gone!” And friend, you’re fired. Lose your job and then your house. Feel like a teeny mouse In a trap that […]

You Fucking Fuck With Me Fucker And Fuck Boi You Be Fucked!

When you sleep with dogs, Ats ruff. When you grit your teeth. Enough. When you look too screen. With no in between. Maybe inside scream Saying Take me to the bathroom! Answer me making love. Look me in the camera. I’m every face you made. I know your voice and How you write. When you […]

Personal Message To My Reader

I know who you are. Who you are. Who you are. I know you know I know Who you are. Who you are. But that don’t get us both Very far. Very far. I know you can’t reveal. Cause you wan make me squeal. Like airyday christmas. It’s open present time.  

Babble Head

You talk in jerkles. You makin’ hurdles. Your dreams a’curdle The sickest cream. You makin’ problems. You know we got ’em. But you still brought sum. Doh, lak we need? Where are your thoughts, man? Your thinkin’s fraught ya. With gettin’ caught, hah! Nightmare conundrum. Your thinkin’ stinks son. We haven’t begun. To address the […]