The Daily Dread
Yesterday
a dead giveaway
is that tie is just a flag
that says you're lying
Our national prank
Day after day of pure shame
No longer funny
Body Politic
Pack of boneyard dogs howling
Cheap shots. Dirty shocks.
Aug 8 2025
Tag: writing
Aug 7 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
As summer swelters
My public trans ride goes on
I nicely ripen
Girl Scouts sell cookies
never know what a Brownie
will get on up to
morning after slink
easy in the big city
less so in small towns
noisy buggers both
cicada and katydid
each a unique sound
Keep the change baby
Change ain't what it used to be
Small change got rained on
Cause he wanted to be king
Links in history's change gang
A therapy named desire
Aug 6 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
base instinct always
dive on in at the drive-in
long lost passion pit
Rules of engagement
2am dive bar last call
Desperate timeline
Ignoring the once golden rule
Feel they're the anointed few
Appointed to sputter and spew
Self aggrandizing gold accolades
Holier than thou power plays
Keeping all that believe them afraid
A populace wholly betrayed
When the people who make the laws
Don't bother to follow their rules
First came the corn sweat
Now wildfire violet sunsets
Air of disaster
Aug 5 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
pink pyramid cult
a new recruit gets pressure
buy tons of product
while upline collects profit
inventory collects dust
Regarding the sass
Seems there's good sass and bad sass
Right Sassy Lassie
Now don't you sass me Lassie
But that is some deluxe sass
deep primordial
catfish rises from the mud
finds thin ice layer
new age epoch harbinger
dives down to warm muck below
Normally tranquil
Sporadically complex muse
Today, blew my fuse
Aug 4 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
I can't help myself
Attention will zoom in where
nature tells it to
Our Lady of the
Spiral Spindle, guardian
angel of Spinners
A spiral zoom in
Traps tranquil angel in frame
Chaos wipe to black
spiral archetype
problem solving tchotchke tao
send donations now
silence so loud you
can hear it all the way from
here to yesterday
and back again all the way
from tomorrow and beyond
Aug 3 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
when we try to stand
seems like some rich pukes want to
make us kneel and beg
for the honor of paying
them for the trash they're selling
I lift myself up
Defrag my brain with haiku
Stand what comes my way
they say in person
he has his charm, but only
if you stand up wind
For years Red believed
Wandered on the wilderness
A seekers mission
The goal he was sold
The elusive spondulix
Prosperity gold
Then Red realized
All that glitters ain't gold, so
Red leaves pilgramage
a long spelling trek
spell pilgrimage correctly
stumbles on the way
Abundance above
Dammed by greed to overflow
Trickle dance below
Recreating a 1970's Saturday night
Having pizza and Heineken
Left me as foggy this morning
As the wildfire smoke outside
Smells like 1980's Los Angeles air
If it wasn't for misperception
I'd have no perception at all
Aug 2 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
He crinkles the buds
He separates twigs and seeds
He then rolls the joint
Fuzzy pink sweater
Stray hand slides up and under
"Forge ahead." she sighs
MAGA cult monk grumps
With a scowl under his cowl
Donations are down
Seize the day as one
Cherish the day when it's done
You know you have won
the world continues
without us says the distant
domino falling
the current regime
will fold spindle mutilate
to get it's own way
They want us to buy their BS
Pay for their BS
Use their stinking BS
Then thank them for their BS
Aug 1 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
grinning ear to ear
signalling another night
of special mischief
takes reflected light
on my retina to draw you
in my memory
yet my most cherished
recollections of you were
played out in the dark
media cover
of louts constant twittering
has zero value
A distant memory
When I was very young
At bedtime my mother and I
Would kneel at my bedside
We would say a nightly prayer
It went like this:
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Should I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Nice little sediment.
Face to face with my mortality
On a nightly basis before dreamland.
From two to maybe seven
Don't recall when it began
Don't recall when it ended
Wonder why I was a shy kid
With the Grim Reaper
Always hovering near
Sweet dreams Petey.
July 31 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Guaranteed
Given the choice
Shopping lane
Highway lane
I'll choose the wrong one
When I move over
That one will stop
The other we I'll go
So now I stay put
And be the lane
J.J. leaned over
"Bonds just bind you to sorrow."
Then drained his Guinness
Up before sunrise
Much to complete before I
Slip into darkness
Tinnitus kicks in
Then the hum turns into words
A cosmic message
Bicameral mind chatter
Or psychotic word jumble
Our knowledge of space is pure speculation.
On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn.
Best burger for light years.
Their motto is:
To Serve Man
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Our knowledge of space is pure speculation.
On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn.
Best burger for light years.
Ingredients unknown
But their motto is:
To Serve Man
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Came to mind
On line three
The one I chose
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July 30 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Phrazez that Payzez
"Spontaneous eruption of now "
Very Bad Wizards
Stick or the carrot?
Please may I have the carrot.
Fine. But first the stick!
some well placed roses
let me stand bare naked here
among the elm trees
bare trees speak to me
without the clutter of leaves
message from their roots
lounging in cool shade
a tree site of our first kiss
in seventy three
A Scroll Threw Life 