Spade slicker I guess I better when we
Wood tallow speaking giving trees come
Never boon a Ralph’s liquor input pow
Soft jingle jack rude sleuths gripped
The moon angel gelatin capsules bison
Every little potato chip addict youth if
Calculating ophthamology steam tender
Green stout manufacturer snout Apple
Seeking out new space stratuses elbow
Bickeye bucolic amnesia forget me not
Hand off verb stink few cube grass folio
Butane chock steel wrench chain Grendel
Spew hot Jew hot slaw Volkswagen pope
Newly sauntering table top purpose sort
Keys tonal yellow disturbance aggravate
Streak pole ambulance startle twine
Grease ankle pit crew silent dice stink
Fell Gods Nod
Brief soldier montage skill cringe finger
Maltese mapping begging vertigo soul
Ten brood grief wool cute nephew mull
Weft vapors gull dampened grease cull
Meat yell good fear jasper fell gods nod
Present manual seen ghosts hover swap
Maliable sever maneuver tangle streak
Table clock caught Texas stink ready pet
Peel canker sink vault green under pot
Quote dark tank weird grace keel apple
Vet feel yard garbage sent erase seep in
Ember type anal well up year pip sweep
Intimate numbing of the minds a creative
Return to the clock strikes early too much
Peanut butter toast will fill your belly on
Old bread, but whole grain, mind you, if
The body strikes the notch skill might
Let’s go fishing from the pier at the back
Of our most scary imagination in the spot
Where we throw it all in the blender we
Hope something good will come of it but
Nothing ever does we keep on, not quite
Realizing the insanity of it all, the tiny bit
Morphs into the demon on your shoulder,
It clings, it sings, it whispers things that
Might disturb you, with a healthy set of
Wings, in a life of purity, of paradise, of
No stress or money. So, what do you do,
In this new found string of past times and
Experiential happenings, a couple stings,
For the family winged way to perfection
Thinking In A Box
Absurd recollections of injustice
The high reject the low,
Declaring themselves more worthy
To sit on the left and right
Of God’s mighty throne.
Ignorance can somehow pierce
The best of educations.
Lawyers, doctors, police officers,
Who is the real threat
To freedom? Is it a majority
Of closed minded people in
Strategic positions of power,
Or maybe young people
Who mostly vote with passion,
But sometimes short on
Experience? Making people think
Is the hardest thing to teach.
Coastal stool mark true caught draft
Hit bought stalagmite coughing whopper
Laughing commonplace stickler tight
Deeply drenched stipend grab fear movie
Jangled Persephone conjuring cooperate
Sharpened severed cooperate tangled
Yelp foul chopped splendor salvation
Reference dairy berry various grill stick
Amiable clicks topple stink mock still
Ending In Sight
Trough living, hay ride diving.
We want to take it fast, over the edge,
Take us to a fall, we, let’s just say I,
Want to fall, fall, fall, into nothingness.
No one will care anyway. You can leap
From the old, rickety carriage,
As it plunges to land on top of us.
The struggle does not mean death.
It is a delivery from all the bullshit of life.
We all run into that occasionally, right?
I just want to escape, for the cease and
Desist of life to mark an ending to the
Pain. We just need a little help.
A Detestable Creature
God Nothing, Stands down for me.
Owing nothing, just the same,
I make a buried claim for nonsense
To be meaning for my mind,
Medicine for my soul.
In the end I cry out,
Why have you done this to me?
Put me here without a clue,
Trapped underneath the weight
Of my self-consciousness,
Losing every day,
More and more, my will to live,
My simple willingness to reach out,
My trust in my fellow human being,
My capacity to feel secure,
In anyone else’s presence,
In my own thoughts, a terror,
To be known, experienced,
In the company of innocents,
For I consider myself a crudely shaped,
Ugly imposter, whose only justice
Is to be tortured to death,
A truly shameful act,
For a shameless, detestable creature.