July 23 2025

The Daily Dread

I'm a finite sandwich
an infinity below me
an infinity above of me
enjoying the condiments
of existence

while the past is past
and the present is present
echoes linger long


spare a tear for me
down the rabbit hole I go
insurance vortex


A once great nation
Washed up on a beach to rot
A tear shedding stench


Insurance medical complex
Has spent decades earning my mistrust
Everyday earns more

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July 22 2025

The Daily Dread

Leave a thankless job
Transit to a joyless home
Train ride refugee


a promise to train
transforms into a lifetime
of soul crushing debt



slap dash calabash
with a lick and a promise
took the task to hand
very fast and none to clean
slippery split with a twist



it's a better choice
a melon scented candle
than alternative
aromas on the market
of the pheromonal kind

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July 21 2025

The Daily Dread

well past midsomer 
hope against hope our wanton
wanderings recur



Child's happy place
Cotton candy frolic feast
Full of pinks and blues

Akin to adults
Ether frolics but with sweets
Not so different


Tails from Florida
Of long lived porpoises
And chatty Mynah birds
He was lost
Until he found
His special purpose
Was transporting Mynahs
Across state lines
For immortal porpoises
So he went into politics



7/21/2024

Sand in the gears gumming up the works
all part of a Russian nesting doll scam
to keep us at each other's throats

Russian nesting doll
scams throwing sand in the works to
foist oligarch rule

glad I tuned out of
a week of blowing smoke and
pounding sand up our...

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July 20 2025

The Daily Dread

No mistranslations 
No cultural biases
Pure #spiritual sea



yesterday's brain squall
caused my haiku to wash up
on the wrong hashtag



snow drift of old news
blows under my cabin door
needs a tighter seal


today is just one
more example of humans
humaning because
we are great big bundles of
our cognitive dissonance

catching fish the goal
fishing's purpose has a more
existential vibe

A.I. image of person reading a newspaper as it burns

July 19 2025

The Daily Dread

Fear induced fracas
False evidence flows for all
Freezing out freedom



Cruelty continues
'Til we regain our senses
Offset the upset


Semi precious opinions
Colorful layers to see
Hardened shell of glinting rock
Protects vacuous inside
Onus is on the onyx
To repel free range insight
Shields penetrating knowledge
From sneaking into the core



The check I gave her
was blank. The only result?
My overdrawn heart


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July 18 2025

The Daily Dread

passions purple pulse
wraps me in wisteria's
woody twining vines



Now there is my view
Then of course there is your view
When will the twain meet



Biscuit Hammer went
down deep into the salt mine
with no cool off time โš’๏ธ



Phrazez that Payzez

Livin' la Vida Asymptomatic ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿป

When AI eyes are smiling
Your job is on the line

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July 17 2025

The Daily Dread

off in the distance
what seemed to be the glimmer
of fireworks was
instead the unleashed fury
of hunter killer wrath drones



stopping for green lights
built for comfort not for speed
with nineteen eighties
ultra cool blue on the side
extra mellow fellow plate



willing to assist
teetering on tenterhooks
with those delicate
behind the back hooks and eyes
to receive my special treat


July 16 2025

The Daily Dread

Future blends with past
Appreciate the blurring
Moment by moment

grounded our vessel
on a shopping mall reef of
excess consumption


price of admission
cost to survive belies the
myth of innocence


morning stare greeting
when I awoke you were there
turned into a glare



starts with tobacco
then weed, banana, eggplant
up in smoke blank stare



Quit when I told self
No need to inhale smoke
From ignited leaves


well placed tourniquet
may staunch national bleeding
but an infusion
of decency will refill
depleted levels of pride

A very empty parking lot outside a very empty shopping mall

July 15 2025

The Daily Dread

schadenfreude days
current leadership takes time
to throw our nation
under the grinding wheels
on the bus of history


wriggling about in
homemade wormhole forever
forgot the timer



Civilizations
That hibernate in the sand
Tell tales we should heed


Reliving adventures with biscuit
Geezer and Geezerette joy ๐Ÿ˜‚

Objet de Aggregate

July 14 2025

The Daily Dread

Contrarian stand
Refuse to rotate my tires
I'll die on that hill



If you scooch over
I'll rotate just a little
We'll have something there



I know where to go
When feeling parched and lonely
Next morning more so



A librarian
Can be most contrarian
Because they read books



Karmic justice will
gestate in it's own time

No need to push it
Karmic justice will gestate
Eventually