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Friday 1 December 2023

Haiku #402

Wind spills scented air
Yesterday held wave cascades
Beware too clear dreams

Haiku #401

Some clay lacks spirit 
Some forms call out for shaping 
Will reads the World's rules 

Sunday 26 November 2023

Haiku #400

I sketched a leaf once 
Green turns brown and thus to dust 
But China weeps not 

Haiku #399

I have what I need 
I know why I need these things 
I know why I'll flee

Saturday 25 November 2023

Haiku #398

Be the subjective
Stand humans, grin and object 
'Else all's naught to null

Haiku #397

Magpie, twisted wing
Choices limited by facts 
Boot-heel crushes head

Haiku #396

Let the past decay
Fear not facts that you don't know 
Answers can confuse 

Thursday 12 October 2023

Prelude to Seeing A GP

Good afternoon, medical practitioner! Before we begin would you mind if I laid out some parameters, rough guidelines, for our conversation? No? Great! I'm going to keep this simple. During our chat where would you like to set the honesty level? Yes, all but one point applies to both of us. 
Imagine a knob, like an incremental volume knob except this sets the degree of honesty that we both try to adhere to as we talk. There's certainly some subjectivity involved so don't feel nailed down. The knob has 10 steps each of which aligns to a percentage of truth in what we say. 1 would be like trading stories from Mother Goose while 10 would be like a no holds barred seriously pious Catholic confession. Space the numbers in between as evenly spread out as you see as fairly reasonable. The content and tone of our back and forth will over a space of time settle into a functional scale.
As I trust you remember, at the beginning I said that there was one more level just for you. Only I can turn it to 11, like a Motörhead amp. That act will only occur if you become close minded, arrogant, hostile and/or incredulous OR obviously incompetent. In such an eventuality I will turn the control knob to 11, setting a sequence of events into motion. First, Motörhead's "Dancing On Your Grave" will blast out of the not-so- innocent-now device (which until now has just looked like a bakelite box with a power switch, a 1 to 11 meter and the aforementioned knob. Then, due to your absolutely and unforgivably vicious behaviour, you shall receive a blow across your mouth with a baseball bat which will propel the shattered remnants of your choppers down the tubes in your throat with the vast majority of the detritus finally settling in your appendix (after their twisty turny journey that's just where it all goes and nobody really knows why.…)
Do try to not think about gloomy stuff like Republicans, Teflon flaking off of pans, the threat of the return of corduroy and faux velvet pants, having your car radio get stuck on a 24/7 channel that talks you through randomly chosen surgical procedures. And all of that time you are stuck in your car in a traffic jam beneath a bridge that's blocking all of YOUR fave channels and ratcheting up your tension and anxiety to record levels that no one will ever know. Ever think about subways much?

Haiku #395

Sliver, sliver, slice
Teach your sight to see at night 
Transcend jerky thoughts

Irony Writ Large

The U.S. Department of War existed from 1789 until August 10th 1949, on which date it was renamed the Department of Defence. Rather ironic that the Department of Defence has only engaged in offensive war. There has never been a serious reason to defend the continental USA.

Feeling and Learning

It is easier to take in information about a subject if you really don't care about it one way or another. If you don't care about a particular subject, if you are not emotionally invested in it, you are less likely to have firm opinions already deeply implanted about it and you will definitely have less of an inclination to defend what you know at any particular point in time. It takes a zealot to furiously defend, and argue in favour of, what they were originally taught about any given subject. "Not caring" is simply taking the emotion out of your relationship with your beliefs. The last thing you want when you're learning something new is an epiphany.

Saturday 7 October 2023

Haiku #394

Feel the moon, the howl 
An anvil in the alley 
Sparks turn flesh to fire 

Friday 22 September 2023

Crouch


Trust not the mouldy men 
Sewer crawlers to the last 
Fetid foam floats past boots 
The rushing steaming stream 
Presents your ocular organ 
With sights no eye should see 
Feel the weakness in your knees 
Quivering at first before 
Morphing into spasms wild
The glottal gurgle will have 
Its say until your nerves shut 
Down the way….

(Did you remember to tell at least one person where you were going today? And for how long?)
(Soon you'll wish that you had.…)

Thursday 21 September 2023

Haiku #393

Ghostly horizon 
Spirit ships sail waves of air 
Salt bathes all frail hearts 

Haiku #392

Reincarnation 
Lost in assumptions of grey
Living life backwards 

Saturday 16 September 2023

Haiku #391

Sleep is the hunter 
Seek your peace beneath shadows 
Strive for a kind mind 

Friday 15 September 2023

Haiku #390

Which switch brought the witch?
Scrying eyes see paradise 
Down falls cleansing rain 

Haiku #389

A deaf ignition 
Seven leaves in seven days 
The future drips dry 

Saturday 9 September 2023

Haiku #388

Paid, laid, flayed, X-rayed
Encounter with the weird kind 
An auto-da-fĂ© 

Haiku #387

Skin stroked like lotion 
Cold enamel chills the soul 
Ever dismantled 

Friday 8 September 2023

Haiku #386

Cast your iron hot 
Or fling it far with your fears
And dark heart desires 

Tuesday 15 August 2023

Haiku #385

Sloppy bees still are 
Too slick slopes sacrifice pain 
Each dawn day ignites 

Monday 14 August 2023

Sin

I ran into a holy cow 
While driving in my truck.
Right there and then 
I did exclame, "shit!" and 
"What the fuck??" 
Then I did all I could do:
I ran it over once again 
To make sure it was dead.
Then I bought booze enough,
Enough to guarantee,
That I would surely lose
My head along with that 
Of some unsuspecting 
Empathic friend I'd
Chosen to drag down 
With me.…

Imaginary Sanctuary

DefCon 1) Maybe some of you can still run.

DefCon 2) Gather your kit and water, too.

DefCon 3) Now it's down to you and me. 

DefCon 4) Crisp skin the winds waft aft & fore.

DefCon 5) This cinder,"Earth," the rock itself, 
                   humans cannot vaporise but, of all 
                   that once did thrive upon it, we'll 
                   leave not a single cell alive.…

Friday 11 August 2023

Haiku #384

Beware ways o'er clean
Clever devils guide distress
'Cept in gladden fields 

Tuesday 8 August 2023

Life At Bedtime.…

D'you know that warm, relaxed feeling you get when you go to bed tired but not exhausted? A kind of lucid falling asleep? Nothing on your schedule for the next day? Give yourself boundless permission to feel good.…in this pillowed softness amidst fragrant mists… Morning is welcome to be as late as it pleases. And who really needs morning anyway…?

Monday 7 August 2023

Haiku #383

Walk wet shifting shores
One foot sunk in entropy 
The sea's swells betray 

Monday 15 May 2023

Balance

You hate me 
I hate you 
In perfect balance 
Are we two 
With nothing that 
We have to do...
A relationship most
Perfect, ideal, and relaxed 
Lay back, end tension 
(I promise you won't 
feel the axe…)

Friday 12 May 2023

We Fade Away

There are deaths that never 
Seem to die
Shadows that need no light 
Peace that demands 
A fight to arrive 
You ache to live yet 
You'll never survive…

Prisms of seeming Being

Do you ever experience frustration? Has the thought that you might relieve that sense of frustration by engaging in a totally random and meaningless yet intentional act of violence? Have you ever considered yourself to be a singularity surrounded by masses of claymation approximations of the humans you were introduced to at the time of your birth?

Saturday 22 April 2023

Eligere Verum


Those sitting on the SCOTUS
Have morals that are bogus.
Lusting ever for more power,
Growing fat on all who cower.…

Thursday 16 February 2023

Grammarian Thought

Crows come in murders 
When collectivised by a noun 
Nouns, when collectivised
Are communist components
Of classless and free
Speech so,

Should homicide happen 
Should it happen out of doors 
Then crows will surely show 
For crows also come with 
Murders 
As all assassins know.

Wednesday 15 February 2023

Face It

If you believe in love 
If you believe in hope 
You believe in myths 
No different from a
Belief in ghosts

Monday 13 February 2023

Undead Prime

What can an ending mean for you 
When there's nothing you've yet begun?
How can you sense the cold 
Creep of nightfalls 
When you have never seen the sun?

"The limits that you most dextrously use 
To stay within the bindings
Lesser wraiths would have easily loosed..."

They are charming to we apart 
Who merely look upon them but,
Cause terror in those who understand...
Those lace bracelets, spell-wrapped,
Snug 'round your wrists and hands 
Await your waking of the Overwill
To project the Fear
That first cruelly maddens
And then assumes command...

(For Scary, with respectful affection)

Sunday 12 February 2023

Autodidact

I think that I am learning 
Acquiring some discipline 
Because my mind is open now 
Some thoughts can get in 
That doesn't mean I'm about 
To open my mouth
And let them out 

Dark Art

Within live paintings that 
Painters will never paint 
Poets know words that 
Must never be read 
Putting it out 
All on the table,
If the weather is right,
Can prove to be fatal 

Jaded Days

The way one grim issue follows the next,
Leaves me to believe that I'm 
Still under some wizard's hex or 
Maybe it's that same band of bitches
And I'm still cursed by trollish witches...

Twisted History

In all of the reading that I have done on the Great Depression, I've yet to find any proof of the government's fabled great Prozac Production Push or the New Deal's National Valium Distribution plan. Where's the missing history? The Alprazolam Emergency Plan, etc?

Political Op-ed (2/23)

Republicans are not fitting well into their jobs as Representatives. They'd be better off with a change of venue and trade their House seats for places in cans of luncheon meat. The IQ needed there even GOP should reach.

Holy War

If you find that God has become 
Your active adversary, there's not 
Much that you can do except 
Keep your chin up, buddy, since 
Your chances of being victorious 
Well, there simply aren't any...

Saturday 11 February 2023

Explanation not Excuse

I write verse that others would 
Not allow to even be 
Of facts about how life begins and 
Ends, of desire too terrifying for 
Most of the sane to even comprehend 
But I create none of it, I but observe 
And write about as clearly as I can 
Because wilful ignorance is worse 
Than anything in this world that 
You may see but perhaps not 
Immediately understand
And that's about you and not me 

Death Delivered Reluctantly

Death Delivered Reluctantly 

If people would just behave 
More courteously
Have aneurysms or heart attacks 
Save me the sweat that needs be 
Spent using hatchets or cutlery 
It's not as if they'd be immortal 
If they'd never encountered me 
Or others of my kind who only wish 
To free their souls from gross bodies 
Of meat and gristle that'll only turn 
To mould and worse, food for worms 
When wouldn't they rather be recalled 
By those who loved them while 
They were vital and walked the Earth in 
Search of beauty and of all 
That life is worth...?

The End of Ends

I'm so filled with fury and with hate
That I want to eliminate this world 
To watch it burn into toxic ash
Poison gas and the glowing remains 
Of cosmic collisions and a rain 
Of radioactive piss, the most fitting 
Salute to what was doomed from the start 
Once evolution brought to life 
Pure pride and greed, the lust for which 
Nothing mortal could ever satiate 
That only an exploding star could 
Purify and hope to clean and erase 
The stain of from the sterility that is 
At the heart of silent space...

The Human Dream

The best to hope for 
From the future is
Quick and painless death
To prevent our blocking of 
The progress of all 
The other life on Earth 
To which humanity is of
Less than zero worth

Wednesday 8 February 2023

Death, Take 1

People use language but many are not consciously aware of what they are actually saying. Ignore the sounds of the dying and say, "Oh, I know what he means!" What are you? Some god? It's just a fluke if you're right.
You may just have stolen the last meaning that he gave away...

Death, Take 2

I don't care if you are encircled, heated, spiritually protected by nine generations of family, or the beacon shining from your heart has pulled your friends near to thee.
Were you the central bone of a 
Thriving, packed, human mass
You'll still die all alone.

Ukraine & Russia: Fight Yesterday Today

Race/social memory is self-perpetuating and if the recollection of Stalingrad can be rekindled by the Russian leaders, the outcome of the conflict will never be certain. Both politicians and pundits often toss about the phrase "hearts and minds," like a magic spell that will give birth to victory. They fail to understand the people. Minds can come up with the plans but it's the hearts that carry satchel charges that will be stuck to tank's bases, hearts who are the water in the tsunami of the human wave and whose final shot is fired from the grave. 
The technically advanced Western power makes an error if they forget the power of dead grandfathers who gave their lives and more to annihilate the Germans at Stalingrad. Russian conscripts may be untried and poorly equipped but they have a supply train of history that is fuelled by pride. The Russian soldiers do not fight for Putin, they struggle on for the the honour of dead family, of whom they have many millions, for the glory of a history without end that has now fallen 'pon hard times like many times before. Western tech is powerful and frightening but, is it strong enough to crush and eliminate this enemy's history, its pride and its will to live? Napoleon thought so and where is his Empire now? Germans, Swedish, Islamic armies and others, today enrich the black soil from which comes the blackest bread that feeds the subjects of German genocide alongside plagues and famines, all of the ways in which the Russian people never died.

Tuesday 7 February 2023

Dramatis Personæ

None 
Empty stage 
Silence 
Silence 
Silence 

Journal Entry, Never Read

I'm lost on a lake 
All alone 
I know how to paddle 
But not how to row

The Monster Reimagined

If you believe that you and your body are now mature and have nowhere to grow, could you please explain why I should leave you still breathing when you lack a spirit you will never own...

Aiming Vaguely

Efforts to cause meaningless phrases
Lets language daily escape 
That's empty of corpus or spirit 
While the imprisoned with prejudice 
In subtle ingenious ways 
Routinely engage in incest
Using foreign names and alien parts 

Comprehension

Death is but a photograph of a 
future that you have yet to meet. 
Just wait, you will see that 
you occupy the same negative 
space in which your absence 
will be placed 

Horticulture

The obvious life 
A liver mill
Organs swim unnoticed 
Paddle by paddles 
That steal the power of 
Passing wheels

Aiming Vaguely

Efforts to cause meaningless phrases
Lets language daily escape 
That's empty of corpus or spirit 
While the imprisoned with prejudice 
In subtle ingenious ways 
Routinely engage in incest
Using foreign names and alien parts 

Monday 6 February 2023

Competition

To win the race, to be the first past the gate, loses its charm if the slugs you did defeat make you the centrepiece of their extravagant victor's feast.

Saturday 4 February 2023

Humanity

We're committing genocide of the Earth's biosphere 
While we are still living here 
That should spark the realisation
We are not Earth's finest creation
Life that experienced the same 
Sea-to-land transition 
Is led by its most toxic expression 

Nazi Party

Ever been to a Nazi party?
The best of drink,
The finest food, 
Teutonic music,
Waving flags to 
Set the festive mood.

A larger dance floor 
Than 54’s but lie unseen 
The lasers, strobes and fog
Machines that help 
Hide our debaucheries, 
At a price and all for free.

Intoxication for the nation,
Everybody’s expectation… 

Power so nigh keeps you high
While you slip from lip to thigh.
Another glass of nepenthe, dear?
Perhaps display your Ă¼ber rear?
If we should ever settle here,
In heaven lit by jackboots’ gleam,
Leather starved for your wet scream,
‘Til tingling toys awake your skin,
Both what is seen and that within.
Enter now our custom dream…

Guests engorge, indulge their fancies.
See? There’s Goebbels in his wife’s panties.
We’re here to satisfy, we are the reason why 
You came here free, of your own will
But moonlight forges bonds of steel. 
Now, sunk in our philosophy 
Your soul is ours, feel our power,
Possessed flesh is all you’ll see.

We’re so glad you obeyed 
Our desire’s invitation,
For forever now you’ll 
Ever help to swell 
Our population.…

Homeless and Bored

What’s up, old cardboard box?
We’ve done another day 
It look like tonight gonna get real dark 
Where in Hell we gonna gets us a’tarp?
Sometime old coats you can gets free 
From one or ‘nother those Societys 
But boots, fuck, they’re a bitch
Still, can’t do dick ‘bout it now 
Stop thinkin’ them boots, just stop thinkin
We should be damn good ‘til
We do those next break-ins
So say, paper palace, let’s just 
Get down to the drinkin!

NyQuil, NyQuil, friend and energy 
Take this dark and cold away from me 
NyQuil, NyQuil, trusted remedy
Shut my brain and set me free 
NyQuil, NyQuil, heroin of the poor 
Gots nuthin better but you’ll do for sure 
NyQuil, NyQuil, you comfort us poor
Cause us poor fuckers need smack too
At least we got green heaven 
In cheap bottles made for one 
If you can score it, NyQuil and gin
Taken together, make strong medicine 
Green heaven and gin will knock you down 
Until grey morning rings another round 

Friday 3 February 2023

Dark Wanders

It’s the same with all you lose 

Every room gets dusty 

Every place gets dark 

Except the bushes in the park 

Lit up by the night 

And necessity,

My last escape from what used to be

Thursday 2 February 2023

Adipose Overdose

Now I’m wondering if I’m suffering that killer plague of fear that’s our loudest alarm. Soon some John Doe will be eaten, what remains mutated by cosmic force we don’t understand until it’s the biggest piece of furniture 
or anything in the office: the mass of a desk, computer, a whole IT station couldn’t compete with such a mountain of meat which is still expanding. Exponentially.
In order to avoid a less gruesome fate, nuclear 
weapons are the one sure cure.
An ICBM won’t simply scratch it,
Adipose will vanish, disintegrated. 
With no more war, nothing to fight, 
We’ll only have added a novel new shade 
To our great Northern Lights. Won’t that be rad?
Cool?
Hot?
Great?

Wednesday 18 January 2023

The Final Footnote

The high somatic and psychic demands of creativity make of it a pathogen. 
Use at your own peril.

Chronic Insomniac Habits

Chronic Insomniac Habits 

1. You don’t sleep. 
2. You don’t sleep. 
3. You don’t sleep. 
4. You begin to talk to yourself and yell abuse at inanimate objects while you are awake anyway. 
5. You wonder if you’d eaten that month. 
6. You see the shadows of cats out of the corners of their eyes. 
7. Sleep has become a forgotten concept much like the medicinal uses of mummy dust. 
8. You stop talking to yourself and begin holding complete Socratic dialogues instead.
9. You receive a Holy Vision that temporarily revitalises your brain. 
10. You go through the phone book for the wrong city calling possible meth dealers based on the numerological values of their names. 
11. Luck bites and you freakishly happen to score. 
12. Or, your luck sucks, you bite off your fingers and try to dry and smoke the bones.
13. You die of creeping gangrene, are buried but you still can’t sleep, so you begin a long conversation with Jimmy Hoffa, who can’t sleep either. 

So It Is

The years fly by, people die, 
Some day so will I
While hope is but one of 
The pies in the suffering sky.

Saturday 14 January 2023

Creative Writing

“Creative writing.” What the fuck does that even mean? You can argue about degrees if you like but, whether you’re writing a sonnet or a user’s manual for a lawnmower, without creativity the job ain’t getting done.

Free Will

What’s free will? Free will’s the ability to do things to your body & mind that can cause irreparable harm simply because you choose to for the fun of it.

Thursday 5 January 2023

Client

I do recall one who 
Was wrapped and strapped 
In leather boots 
But dissipated all her heat
In a look all too actress sweet
A few bills got her to the street 
To try again with her charms petite 

Random thought…

The odd thing is that death can become strangely attractive, if you stare at it long enough. Oh, not the dying part, the final result. How else do you explain funeral directors?

Images

Death is the perfection of a life 
Death is its final form 
After all of the changes 
After all the rearrangements 
Comes the silence of immobility 
The entrance to eternity 

Wednesday 4 January 2023

Statement of Fact

My brain is an artwork. I’m just not responsible for it. 

That’s How It Is

Death is a dream but do not expect to understand it. 

If you already understand life then you are already half way dead.

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