Genesis Ass Reboot

When the clouds rolled in
and dominated the sky
we thought nothing of it
since these solar obstructions
had always ridden
the prevailing breeze
and moved on in the past

Now that we’ve achieved
this perpetual state
of atmospheric stagnation
the sun has abandoned us
and taken a permanent vacation

The sky has become barren
like all formerly living vegetation
that once populated
the lush landscape we took for granted

Natural warmth and light

The source of all life
now has to be
artificially recreated
in massive packed bunkers
far beneath the Earth’s
desolate frozen surface

Some of a scientific bent
long derided by the masses
as alarmist subversives
blamed centuries
of planetary abuse
as the root cause
of our man made catastrophe

At this point
of Humanity’s depressed state
no one wanted to be lectured
by “told you so” professors
rubbing our collective faces
in the mess above we did make

So by popular decree
the Cult of Science
became the focal point of blame
and all the ministers of Climate Change
were rounded up in chains

Cast out and sentenced
to life imprisonment
on the tundra surface gulag
away from our now proclaimed
Bunker Paradise

Muzzled Misfit

Once again they committed me
quite forcibly
to my second home,
the State Mental Institution

My crime was acting inappropriately
in a public library
so I was wrongfully incarcerated
on the trumped up charges
of disturbing the peace

My stirring defense
was this world
is already disturbed
and desperately needs
Shakespearean enlightenment

Today my stage
is this new prison venue
where I perform daily
my tour de force Hamlet soliloquy
to a captive audience
of fellow social deviants

A shackled prisoner of my time am I
who is forbidden
by a repressive society
to be what I am meant to be

Now I know how Jesus felt on the cross

Yeah Baby

When an escape hatch is required
from this grim
all too real reality
I put on rose colored specs
for the simpler times view
and don my old school threads
tinged purple and white

My stuffy romantic gal pal
who is poetically and shamelessly
phonetically inclined
said I looked mighty fine
in magenta and alabaster

Her descriptive adjectives
do flow pretty
and definitely sound
more elegantly refined
though that elevated scene
doesn’t quite fit
a primary color guy like me

Opinion Creations

A book with a lovely cover
binding ugly words within

A slick influencer post
from a bought and paid for source

It may even be a bot
or grown on an AI farm

You know
where I’m going with this

Don’t blindly buy the bullshit

Don’t be a duped minion

Don’t believe the hype

See past the flash
designed to blind
and never stop questioning
the author’s slant

Be the sole author
of your own informed opinions
while always respecting
the educated opposition
professing differing conclusions

Little Miss Thing

Took my date
to the enhancement dance
cause she always dreamed
of being physically upgraded

I generally aim to please
especially when there is potentially
some booty gratitude in it for me

Hey, I’m your typical
shallow kind of horny guy

Anyway..

The white clad chemist
at the packed molecular bar
poured my prospective love
a little synthetic shot blend
to be consumed with a neon chaser
with the expected mixing action
of setting off the chemical reaction
for maximum modification effect

Progress is all about transformation

Inefficient process alterations

The patient is now a chic super model

People worship her heavenly body
on all multi media outlets

Call me crazy for being nostalgic
but I liked her better
when she was flawed and real

Night Birth

I aspire to be
deep asleep
later tonight
beneath the full moon
replete with possibilities

At that time
I will dream
that I shall be
seriously intertwined
with a sultry feminine
vampire concubine
who will suck
the last remnants
of my essence dry
as I achieve
the peak of carnal ecstasy

But this fantasy
is so much more
than a sweaty
stained sheet ejaculation

My sweet vixen
sent by the forces of darkness
will liberate me
from my bleak mortality
and I will finally be free
to fly the night
for all eternity
like a night bird phoenix
with my newfound
insatiable bride

Stunted Man

I never escaped
that awkward
teenage stage

I just could not find
that damn conduit
that led
to adult self confidence

There comes a point
in every search party
when the batteries
start to die
and the lights flicker
before becoming one
with the permanent darkness

At this late stage
of my arrested development
I have at least
finally come to grips
with grudging acceptance
that I am what I am not

At the end of our performance
this should be more than enough

Crock of Popularity

From down deep in the depths
the designated dispensers
of murky 21st Century justice
convene yet another hectic session
in the Court of Questionable Judgments

Here only admissible arguments
that are deaf blind and dumb
are deemed valid
under rigid click statutes
skewed to adhere
to the tyranny of social media blessed
hyperbole saturated
biased opinions

Truth is whatever
the Supreme Algorithm
rules deserving of the most reposts

Legitimacy stirred
in a cracked septic pot
of modern cyber Vox Populi

Knight Fall

In the news today…

The Noble Knight of Dudley
who gained mythical fame
during the Middle Ages
taming shrews and dragons
was arrested early this morn
in an Ye Olde Skid Row sting operation
for wench solicitation
and possession
of illegal prescription potions

Caught in the net
with his fellow smelly
peasant deviants
the disheveled
former front man
of the defunct Chivalry Gang
these days reeks of grog vomit
and unrequited regrets

Just another tragic
displaced misfit
of mythological obsolescence
who long ago lost relevance
in this Age of Tech

Wreck On a Wreck

I saw my crash before it came
in that prophetic kind of way
we all possess occasionally

But damn if I did not go in anyway
cause I thought I could take the hit
in the self delusional tradition
of dead fools
who thought they were bullet proof

Acceleration
was always this idiot’s weakness
though paradoxically
it turned out to be my salvation

Seems I ain’t much of a superhero
but that you already knew

Sorry for the late night phone call

The authorities had no clue
we as a couple were through
but if anyone had to come down
and claim what was left of me
it’s poetic justice it was you