Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
open hidden doors
or slam them shut and lock them
language is the key
problem with leaders
as they lead you might end up
with lead poisoning
I'm no fashion plate
But when I put on new clothes...
Glide back in my stride
While putting cut in my strut
Like Tom Waits on a clear day
The language of lead
May get you new clothes today
Clear day dead later
We had history
Added some more history
Then tragic exit
warped reality
misread biofeedback loops
wrapped around my head
Tickle in my throat
Fingers and toes getting numb
As the north wind howls
My warped history.
Allowing the north wind to
tickle my fancy.
relax into the
parallax as we shift to
xtreme chillaxin
costly to confuse
value of geography
with demography
breeze coinciding
with moon rise is harbinger
collision siren
Power not truth
fed violent joys
screened nonstop for girls and boys
maximum damage
the feckless famous
doing damage to us all
is just how they roll
Is being famous
for being fatuous worth
facetious facetime
Pine sap on the porch
is one thing, but get it on
Porsche? DIsaster
Pine Sap the picker
Famous for doing damage
With fine fingering
Money laundering
101. Brought to you by
Suspicious pardons
Education in profits
Rob the poor. Give to the rich
One third will vote wrong
One third will vote correctly
One third won't bother
All thumbs round a tree
Mittens the woodpecker was...
A beak performer
like a woodpecker
on a computer punch card
is how some folks vote
Trying to perfect
The perfect can pave the way
for time to reflect
international
extortion is one thing but
domestic grift hurts
So much to endure
Until the morning sun comes
Bumpy ride ahead
thought we taught the world
to sing in perfect harmony
but we were brewing
domestic nazi's instead
with morning in America
good old fashion greed
each moment apart
helps me focus on the ways
we were together
Being no one's fool
The skylark frets not the sleet
They migrate away
an exaltation
of the skylark become their
own creature apart
On the plus side
I no longer mainline
Twelve cups of coffee
First thing in the AM
As I've done for years
I now sip five cups
From a thermos mindfully
Not on any advice I've taken
But because I have chosen to
Makes me a whole different
Creature
What do you get
when you open
The White House doors
To organized crime?
This.
I quit quitting quite
a quotidian practice
quietly qualm free
don't waste your warm breath
to revive a cold dead carp
rotting in the bank
we're going out of business
while selling us his funny business
just like nobody's business
time to quit when the
warm breath of a cold carp chills
a fishy business
Early existentialist influence
Out in the schoolyard
During recess
The school bell in error
Would ring intermittently
The monitors told us to ignore it
So many of us climbed the fence
Hung on it
Shook it
Shouting
"Ain't got no meaning! "
Face masked tricksters stomp
Halloween and every day
Up and down the block
Treats us to brutality
Play violent peek-a-boo
Enjoy special cosplay writhe served up on Halloween night.
We wriggle and writhe
Out of our trick or treat duds
Birthday suit playtime
Foggy night football
Nobody could see a thing
SOP for refs
Halloween night flight
Razor wire kite tail gleams
Watch bloody crowds writhe
Observe from afar
Stupefied into silence
The daily discourse
About time for golden silence to infect the occupant
Occasionally struck
By a stray ray of kismet
Causality queue
Affect a casual stance
While waiting for the effect
Three sheets to the wind
One maudlin Martini slurp
Follows another
A blizzard of bar coasters
Under turned over new leaves
a ray of reason
can break the maudlin silence
by turning new leaves
Phrazez that Payzez
Turning common misery
Into ordinary unhappiness
One day at a time.
I may not be a great marksman, but I once shot an ocelot in my slippers and pajamas. How that cat got into my pajamas I’ll never know. But the story always made Captain Spaulding drool when he entered through his stolen Groucho Marx joke portal.
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