Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
One is capable of flight
One knows it can't fly
He took a duck in the face
At two hundred and fifty knots
William Gibson knew that
He didn't warn Fabio
Because his book came out after the fact
But it became a survival mantra nonetheless
Even if that Pattern Recognition just won't fly
Remember to...
Seems like time for a refresher
These days we are not so much free to fly
But must be prepared to...
Feeling more like a sitting...
#YIKES
While many aspire to be alluring
I make do with being an eyesore
I'm the luckiest man in the world
For so long just giving things a whirl
My fun meter has been pegged in the red
Repairs are bound to cost some serious bread
Lifetime full of overdriven sounds and surrounds
With ringing ears and palpitating heart out of bounds
There's only one thing left to be said:
"What?"
What are your biggest challenges?
reset
recycle
rejoin
reply
repost
redeem
repeat
repartee
Clearly my reset is on repeat
Pete and Re-Pete
coherent states sell
inherent suspicions to
incipient beliefs
Every time I try to stay present
I find myself getting wrapped up in the past
Blinding me to a tense future
With the winter solstice
Taking the holidays to reflect
On what artifacts to collect
For the year 2026
Frosty the Snowman
wins the snowball fight every
winter solstice night
we replaced being
humble with glorified fake
reality stars
slender limbs entwine
bind me with tight enrapture
trellis tied love vine
prefer a good blow
of snow to a shimmering
sheet of cold wet sleet
value not blooming
on social media vine
is being humble
gratitude given
for being watched over by
machine's loving grace
Beacon of false hope
Lantern for lustful lechers
White House Bordello
happy holidays
when the hydrangea of hope
blooms for scant moments
It's with gratitude
that the drinking lantern lights
for all winter trolls
long night nectar quaff
prodigious ambrosia munch
satiated beasts
A Christmas exit
With a wink, lick, and promise
A glimmer of hope
a pinch of remorse
plus a sprinkle of regret
to make the angst rise
palpable regret
with dawn's first glimmer after
ambrosia frolic
A Scroll Threw Life 