Archive | March 2014

Wall Creatures


 

Let’s have MY people

meet YOUR people

at the designated place

Where OUR people
will interface
and formulate a plan
against THEM
who have no people

We gotta stick together
and unite ourselves

Put aside our differences

Because if we don’t

those we fear

will succeed in
becoming part
of us 

and the purity
of our exclusivity
will be forever
bust

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Newton Knew


Without gravity
to keep us in place
we’d all float away
into the vast expanse
of outer space

Yet another speck
in the immense
galaxy of things
we take for granted

We should all
take a moment
from our ingratitude
and thank gravity for
keeping us grounded

The force that is always
hanging with oblivious us

Pleased To Meet You


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Welcome to Hell

Before we begin
our orientation

please allow me
to clarify your situation

Some of you may feel
you’ve gotten a raw deal

All a tragic misunderstanding

but

trust me

Your current
infernal position
has been well earned

The sins
accumulated
over a lifetime
of misdeeds galore
must be paid for

I am your Daddy

Your soul warden

So settle in
my forlorn children

We own your
sorry asses
for all eternity

Through The Wormhole


 

 


In my current non connectivity 

static state of locked out panic

 

I scroll through the thickets


Click on a link 

that looks promising

 

but

 

I am flung to a dark place


where my ignorance haunts me



Taunted by the cyber scrolls


of software coding nerds

 

Using terms of control


in that mystical language


of the 21st Century Nouveau riche

 

So here I am


way off the grid


I have never been so confused

 

I have never been so lost 


Gonna turn off


all my devices



Get back my life


Totally unplugged

 

Internal Warfare


 

Internal Warfare

If you want to know the real me

Beneath all my layers of  bull shit

Bring lots of corrosive material

To penetrate this façade I wear

For once you go deep inside

At my core you will find

A swirling sea of negativity

Harboring a pessimistic nature        

All these bitter qualities I despise

And struggle so hard to suppress

Because that is not the guy I want to be

So I battle with myself to emit positivity

Even though I don’t in any way believe

This fake image I project to the world

Though I do keep hope alive in my heart

For a cease fire to end this war within me   

Face Time


Face Time

We are all 
somebody’s history

Faded pages in a 
dusty scrapbook

Being scanned by eyes
not yet born

As they sit around
and ponder

who we were
in the family tree

and vigorously debate

if we mattered 

Forgotten Words


Buttercup's Bullshit

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I try to write words so eloquently

through this jumbled mixed up mess

the themes always the same
floating by

do I try to catch them

or let them fly

I try to write words so powerful

though I feel so very weak

Focusing on being strong

when hope seems so bleak

this torrid love affair with words

started so effortlessly

the blank pages now making a mockery

always ending in misery

this is supposed to be for my amusement

a whimsical vent

or at the very least

a release

without you here it is constant drudgery

to try to find some peace

is a poet without a muse still a poet?

do I continue or just accept defeat?

I’m putting down my pen for a little while

until words will again flow without pain

I focus on your light your energy

I know you would not want this

you…

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