Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
A lack of vision
Leaves so many things unseen
The detail devil
Toys in the attic
Secreted cellar dwellers
Battlelines are drawn
different endeavours
pear or plum assignments can
go on to become
terribly shaped and gone wrong
or rise up to be raisin
things that go pear-shaped
in the dank cellar below
the obscene unseen
While foraging around he saw zip, zilch, nada. This gerbil in wonderland found nothing but scarcity. Living his life with a fork in a world of soup, His one find; a bottled aftershave labeled “Banshee”. Though intrigued, the furry little critter needed no pheromone smothering tincture. It would only prolong his amorous dry spell.
lacking energy
to try and find a mountain
in a haystack now
the best abyss time
the worst abyss time sushi
raw wrapped existence
I just peeked into the abyss and the abyss peeked back #NoPeeking
mountain comes to me
I go to the mountain or
walk with a mountain
Saucer reflections
Like pansy petals reveal
An alien face
On the prowl for more subjects
Suitable for abduction
Interstellar grail
The frisbee flying saucer
Is headed our way
In the here and now
Maliciousness on the prowl
In crappy cosplay
Riffle sidewalk leaves on barren tree lined streets for October night prowl
My how you have grown
She said with a breathy moan
Eye flutter koan
The rustle of petticoats is the real music of a debutante ball
Sisyphus pushing
No decline on the incline
Or lies will roll down
as the atoms bind
to rustle up new moon shine
it's white lightning time
falling asleep to
the rustle of electrons
atom to atom
Thru time and distance you're now a spectral shadow on memory's screen
like clockwork she would
hover over my covers
in spectral format
withered skeletal
corporeal dust goes poof
spectral leavings stay
the #hover over
and under on heinous crimes
are a good bet now
as grifters graft together
to con us out of treasure
spectral inspector
with withered mustard flower
clenched between his teeth
will hover eternally
with floral adorned rictus
Outstanding mushrooms
Poke their heads out of the grass
All real fun guys
Sly A.I. lurking
Hidden by electric veil
Kompromat gathered
Feel the immersion as the soft pink satiny veil parts
an adroit android
"lives" in a constant state of
service denial
electric sheep graze
eating mushrooms smoking grass
lifts the android veil
We've come too far now
We don't need no stinkin' king
We ain't going back
Phrazez that Payzez
I stared into the fungus and the fungus stared back
Riding the ghost train
Every night transforms
My mouth to arid hellscape
Dreams come of cool drinks
adolescence sparked
a glowing ember now bursts
into old age flame
Now arid and barren I remember the ember I once was in September
airy fairy dance
rising dipping floating high
catkins on the wind
Memories of days
When a dollar bill was crisp
Worth something then too
a shovel and wand
will unearth the unearthly
granfalloon woo woo
to spoon feed clueless creepers
from a bony cosplay claw
our decrepitude
ruthless rancid and randy
offends all senses
waddling around the world
worst of us on full display
Rancid Fox allusions served up on moldy Republican platitudes
ease out of the deep
covered in rancid seaweed
compressed in white rice
the chicken of the sea waits
to be choked down wet and raw
Reconciling my checkbook was an unpleasant sudoku puzzle back in the day. I would load up the hookah with organic caterpillar and smoke cipher woes away.
A Scroll Threw Life 