Modern Life

Stroll any road, 

Pause by a flower bed, 

Where e’re you go 

You’ve a target  

On your head.

This world is cold and 

Evil’s bold;

Each turn you take 

May well be 

The last  

You’ll make.…

Our Lady Heroin…

In the day night dark 

Of my time of troubles 

Through shattered sight

By candlelight 

No man am I but a fly 

My faceted eye meets

Her Novocain gaze

Glazed with care just 

Beyond a  

Bubble of blood 

For an epoch or an age

I have preyed for this 

An eternal instant's bliss

My Lady's sepulchral kiss

Sucks away my pain 

All my dark, after 

The spark and spoon

Illume my room with 

Love 

I see no addiction here

Only her benediction 

Clear

Her fluids combine

With mine, slip and 

Slide along my

Spine to 

Banish 

Time 

Time 

Time 

T i m e

T  i  m  e

Haiku #370

As I sleep I wake 

Dream my lifespan to double 

Every thought's real 

Parabellum

Come, the time's now ripe

For raiding, rape and slaving,

So now let's boldly march

Off to find a battlefield 

Where we can wield our 

Sword, our axe and shield.

Off to bring slaughter to 

One or all our ancient foes.

Well honed swords with souls 

Smite swift cuts and blows,

Quench Earth's eternal thirst 

With freely flowing blood 

From limbs, guts, and gore.

Bodies stack up more and more, 

Some set aside for sacrifice 

To the gods that gift us wars! 

Entrails flung in holy flames: 

That's what foes are for. 

And 'round the black, greasy, smoke 

Dance wild witches widdershins, 

Willing, oil slicked, worshippers, 

Lust displayed from feet to head.

Burn we now all of the dead,

Toss their dust; to Hel they're wed.

Rejoice aloud this glorious day! 

That ne'er shall it fade away 

From the mind of any man 

In our well fed pagan land…

Haiku #369

Light's stripes, black and white 

Zebras scream upon the floor 

Nightfall brings respite 

Haiku #368

You’ll be skinned by night

Once live disguise for our crimes 

History’ll glide by…

Emotional Fitness

Most of us are not as emotionally resilient as we believe that we are, and the only true test of the strength of your ego is a test to destruction. You can’t know how much pressure is your limit until you have passed it. That is information that no sane person needs. Emotional beings have hidden emotional self-destruct buttons and some need more pressure than others. Some need but a light touch. For example, you can be undone by a memory.…