Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
when we all try to
dance to a different tune
it’s best to spread out
Holly Roller was
disco inferno hot that
night on the dance floor
Every single day
M.A.A.A. works overtime
To Make America Ashamed Again
Melting of sense into nonsense
Messenger for the burning agony. The Red Book
Bees fueled by pollen
Transform nectar to honey
Oatmeal sweetener
more a rictus grin
than a smile when Congress makes
laws they do not read
Better to transcend.
A cherished life of chaos
Than to rewind it
popping p's
with each rant pant
thick mike screen
couldn't stop
each pent up pop
from booming
out the loud speaker
after a pint or three
went to the river
to take a punt
to a temp pont
to get across for
elocution lessons
Went out for a pint
Back to mine for a nice pant
Sweet pent up release
With a satisfying punt
Over a pont to a dream
Swaddled in cheap grace
Faux pious Senator shills
Her tooth fairy brand
a friend knows when two
bee there when they need two bee
and when not two bee
perpetuating
the mix up that messed us up
most egregiously
damn a waterfall
feed the patch work quilt of our
hungry power grid
adding to A.I.
mix misanthropic haiku
hoopla just for kicks
add misanthropic
haiku hoopla hijinks to
a.i. mix for kicks
Zero sum algorithm
Antisocial media
Syncopated holy hymn
Full frenzied feedia
Up on the down beat
Upbeat down with resolve
Lost in the repeat
Off center reality dissolve
Freaky Friday show finality
Still looking for #sum-one
To wrap up with banality
While just having some fun
Seems when I uplift
Reality windshear sends
A tailspin tomb tome
as I pore over
volumes of forgotten lore
forgot to bookmark 🔖
A Bloody Mary
Moth on it's celery stalk
Is it an omen 🪬
Old pump organ play
Pull out one stop at a time
To find my timbre
my first full size bike
pieced together from spare parts
rolling chimera
a full sized Schwinn frame
spray painted sky blue, leopard
print banana seat
high rise handlebars
a big rear view mirror clamped on
for my first test ride
looking in mirror
and not where I was going
fell off, mirror broke
The weasel with the
easel was no Paladin.
Always ready to
connect with Botticelli
babes eager to misbehave
Rhythm stick no more
Hit me with your haiku stick
That's how I roll now
Living on mountains
Foreign to me as desert
Shore dweller for life
test the tensile strength
of a spring that will become
a long hot summer
Oh Joy, I have an incoming call from scam likely.
Wedge
A simple machine
Used by early humans.
To do
Useful things for all
Still used today
To do
Useful things for some
Control.
Divide.
Conquer.
Sow distrust
Of those you should trust
Buy solutions
From those you shouldn't
Just keep on buying
What they're selling
Then fight each other
Over leavings.
So people
Stay in their place.
So people
Know their place.
In the American scheme
Or maybe I’ll just have another slice of the pie. I remember having long discussions with New Yorkers, I was working with, about pizza. Not about virtues, quality, or flavors; but about presentation. Many thin crust pizza around here are cut into squares, which incensed the New Yorker contingent, because they’re felt a pizza pie should be cut into wedges. They felt that it was the telos of a pie and not the logos of pie eating. Or some such nonsense. Keep in mind these were advertising pukes.
Sometimes it's just kind
To not bother to rewind
Random access life
found out it's okay
to pack bear spray when I tour
national treasures
back to the snake oil
no hand washing, germs, or cures
bad humours abound
if you were of troubled mind
it was strait in the jacket
Mother was forty.
Father was fifty when I
was born. The caboose.
He worked on railroad.
All the livelong day. Math says
I was his present.
Gift given on his
fiftieth birthday. That was
my moms family joke.
Siblings said I was
left on doorstep by gypsies.
Children seen. Not heard.
Not the center of
anyone's universe then
Except for grandma
Mother went to work
At factory down the street
Never felt neglect
Nor did I feel poor
Hungarian grandmother
watched over me well.
Six of us lived in
Two bedroom home. One bathroom
One tub. No shower.
Time dragged at young age
Yet house cleared out soon enough
Siblings move on out.
Leaving me alone
Youngest still fifty years on
Still not seen or heard
Reductionist sweep
Objects are objectionable
Disturb resting dust
poised on the tip of
sparrow beak berry resigns
to skin break juice fateLike a splinter under a fingernail
The news covers what people say
I watch to see what public figures do
More often it is what they don't do
Usually it's what they said they'd do
Unfortunately some times they do do
What they said and now we seen
What they done
It ain't purty
words splinter into
bytes then spew into the maw
of quantum a.i.
Due to budget cuts
no clamp. Learn to bleed slower
or you'll just bleed out.
As the solstice nears
Defrosted winter grove weeps
Hydrangea blooms
a sunbeam razor
the right tool for the right job
would have been better
than a chainsaw, but got merged
under by corporate raiders
LOMBRD
loads of money but right dicks
Susie Dent - Countdown
"Reflective morality
A cruel action will be repaid with cruelty
A kind one with kindness"
The Ministry of Time
Kailiane Bradley
The world is as it always has been
The perfect blend of awful and wonderful.
Waiting for that final straw
That breaks the camels back
Is just like waiting for Godot
transparency for
some means swatting every fly
on the wall to quash
Every clueless sap
Taken in by con artists
Saps our common strength
Elon Musk's actions embody the most heinous class warfare examples possible.
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