forge my signature
was slime enough for me to
shut the marriage down
Tag: poetry
Quandary
Rumble in the Gumbo
I jumped on my high horse
Trustee, favorite fine mount
Pointed at others errant course
A regular self righteous fount
While spouting a toxic slurry
Full of media puke talking pouts
Full of flair and a fine flurry
Of shrill Banshee like shouts
Wallowing in my faux tone age
Having patience with no virtue
Spilling my sepia life rage
Leaving the taste of burnt roux
For all to rumble and gumbo about
Harsh Mistress
Dogma
rough patches inflamed
by rigid dogma is just
a blister on life
The Search for Stinky
ablution option
list: shower, bathe, or sponge bath.
All viable lest
we be Stinky. Good to the
last sniff. Never lost in crowds
A very special thank you to Writer Ravenclaw for Stinky inspiration
EverUnclear
Let me be unclear
Shout with courage to the eaves
and not acquiesce
To malign misdirection
of obtuse obfuscation
Biases Abound
eye witnesses are
not reliable because
human perception
is not only fungible
but highly tractable too
Complicity’s Choice
flimsy fabric
Never let time’s flimsy
Measure take its toll
On our fleeting
Existence bowl
With towering
Prescient scroll
O’er life’s solid flow
A Scroll Threw Life 