Wednesday, July 26, 2017

What blood?

Like
a corporate
9 to 5,
parasites
will suck
the life
out of you.

Tiny tick attack

Brought a batch
of blood sucking parasites
home w/ me, after
body hunting for my daddy, &
had to use lice shampoo
to shell shock the lot
off my body

even tho
lice is unknown to me

parasites
are all the same.

mySELF

I will rip my own
heart out,
& choke him
w/ it.

Sunday, July 23, 2017

A polite gesture

Please,
check your map & anger
at the door,
there is even a conveniently
allotted space
off
to the side
for that very purpose,
in order to show respect
for what you do not
yet
understand.

A well designed impact

Beyond the manifold
of poetry in posture, I know
my bite is worse than written word

I tear the flesh from the sternum,
burst thru the ribs & rip out
the heart
in order to force feed it back into you

whether or not you survive

but there is a silver lining for those
w/ the guts to stand up
& speak, since verbal communication
is where real strength
begins

Saturday, July 22, 2017

SNAP trap

If
you want
to act
like a three year old,
perhaps you should consider
reincarnation

Friday, July 21, 2017

Out of touch

Wrapped up
in what makes me
more myself
___

not everybody else.

Is it really so shocking?

The canary died
in a coal mine fatality
(the fate of such a bird),
& the robber left
no sign nor evidence behind
(as is not the case of Santa Claus).

Remember to let go

Latched on
to short
purse strings, &
dangling in
a painful
daydream, in which
everything is convoluted
___

&
___

that is apt to be truth.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

The sparkplug method

You don't
even need
a slingshot

glass shatters
on impact

&
we liked it___
&
we said___
it
was
good

It 'll have to shoot me, first

Bursting
into song, as
the pain rolls on,
cuz I intend to keep
my cowboy boots on.

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Orphan chewing gum

You say you don't
use me, since you don't
need me & so there's none
of me to share,
BUT
somehow
I still get stuck
to the top
of the washing machine.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Monday, July 17, 2017

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Changing decoration

I've
taken to
storing what
money
I earn

in my old morphine bottles

since
the irony
seems
to
suit

Oh, c'mon

When is
this world
ever
going to be
realistic

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Truth & bile

Lately
I've just felt
like yelling from
the base of my gut,
just because
I can

besides
if I sing in between,
maybe they will
assume
I am crazy

The Alabama alarm clock

Engulfed in
a round of prattle after
work in Memphis all weekend

we hadn't realized
our approach of the state line,
until my sudden jump
of adrenaline & breathing,
egging on the inquiry:
'is this Iuke
or is this Cherokee, cuz
these still be Mississippi roads'

then we saw those Alabama
hills & trees, w/
a dip
in the energy of
prattle
&
otherwise

Monday, July 10, 2017

The bottom line

So
you thought
the truth would hurt,
then one day
it knocked right on your door
& said: you're going to hell,
& hand-in-hand
I'm gonna
take you there.

When the job is done

Helping another
along
the flight path
to a better living,
does not mean
I ever
want them
to fly back to me
just
to say
how lost they
were.

Not interested in looking in from the outside

Ya get sick
of cleaning up
civilian shit,
as it is a lie to call
civilized.

Learning to earn selfish

I am
taking back
me, for myself.