Once upon a time I thought I thought global.
I thought it was the only way to go.
But lately I feel the flat earthers have won

Or
Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
I love the smell of regret in the morning
Dementia pen signs
Cue belly laughs and guffaws
Joker has no clue
weaving through the rot
slithering vespertine soul
no coherent thought
Shaved Ice got rained on
By his sharp jagged edges
Deli cold cut gash
the joker juncos
yucking it up watching the
vespertine vermin
pardoning rich criminals
while wallowing in their slops
"Death is a debt to nature due
Which I have paid and so must you"
Gravity's Rainbow-Thomas Pynchon

Offered assistance
With a chivalrous flourish
Rebuffed with disdain
A free range study
How B.S. baffles the brain
Observed with a smirk
stars in the cosmos
solar system paint splatter
sloppy moon paint job
B.S. Baffles Brains
An infinite number of ways to arrive at the inevitable.
This has just been a speed
bump on the ribbon of infinity
I have been cruising on.

current regime wants
to drown the public in dark
aphotic news zone
where no light sheds on their path
to enrich their shellfish selves
A dangerous game
I presume the position
See if she approves
cold night and day here
in the aphotic zone but
no flies I presume

detect deflect pods
reject select defect spin
reflect social muck
Frank the suave flâneur
Flummoxed by a fine flâneuse
Ms. Standard Moxie
reflect on fresh peas
cosplaying suave in a pod
dressed for a shuck up

A thorn on my rose
Secret lives of objects vibe
The last feels I need
The scratch you can't itch
A thorn in Psyche's eros
Found lie in beliefs
In fireplace light
Winter coat pools at ankles
Splendor in the night

Gone with the finality of hallucination
needs more than a salve
to solve the scourging salvo
commanded by simps
There goes the Whispering Beet
With his good pal, Arty Choke
Gone with the finality
Of a hallucination
Dissipating matter goes
Where all the Bozo's must go
Following Chairman Barney
Formerly green reeds
Eventually succumb to
Become withered reeds

No external tokens of self required
can't see the omen
for the Romans these sad days
a historical
drug resistant infection
gnawing on society
Medicinal health
Hawked ad nauseum over
TikTok YouTube X
no external woo
omen or token of self
required for health
unless a talisman should
turnip under a pebble
Thankful for the day
I can spend as I prefer
Basting straw turkeys
Uncanned spam leading
A dearth of distilled data
Learning pollution
Kippy Chiquita
Between the green and the black
There was yellowing
Kippy Chiquita
Wore a fruit basket headpiece
Swore that was her name
A festive Thanksgiving dance
In a flouncy yellow dress
Holiday learning
Prefer finding out about
Old family members
Reading yellowing journals
While spilling new tea gossip

Lucky me so far
Boneyard dogs a howling hush
When I whistle by
Insufficient now to stand on
Reflection of a days vibration
Right ear left ear fluctuation
Binaural beating in my brain
Shapeshift morale astral plane
Where now shifts back into a then
Ancient nightingale
Left behind to coming frost
Chirps at final dusk
