Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Spelling Bee

Pastor Green like dried near Brown mixture of sleet and snow this town senior citizens rise up against capture the ones that pitch a tent pressure the nurses to wrap them out Rancher with cattle Tumbleweed injure their leftovers for seed is danger teacher don't question the children posture and Tails much to be seen future so bright blinding me picture hit line drives straight to the nature of the Beast caveman Leisure rounding up females measure is all about what you're against Catcher in the Rye Insanity defense pleasure principles grounded full foul foul foul Picture Me Rollin kicking old school is failure an option but not the treasure is at rainbows and creature leprechaun force-fed culture is what you make it figure it out when naked torture for a purpose Christmas forever SS endeavor

Saturday, October 14, 2017

The Game

Beat. My chest. Chess game stong. Lacking in pay. Tense. Chamellion patterns. Wavy and blurry. Never going anywhere. All ways in a hurry. Last night I was alone and I hate my fucking self. Don't feel like I know who I am or rather wish to be. The part of me that hangs me up refuses to just die. My faults weigh me down like rocks in my pockets. Virginia wolf cry like howl at the moon. Monsoon in the dark and I'm a baffoon and baboon. Monkey going bannanas don't wanna talk cept sign languaey don't laugh at things or listen it stings it not funny like Farley and Suazey. Lazy spiritual pray pray pray and I lost something out there this jungle all day makes my cray cray crazey. Get it out a wise one told me once and here I go again. Shitty drafts of daft. Punking out on life inside despite outward appearance. Truthfully I'm dead in here foot on the gas no steering.

Friday, September 29, 2017


Fallen out of habit
I used to write so often
Now that I'm unpracticed
I fear my skills are softened
Likened to a pillow
For they make one snore, saw logs.
I doubt a single literate person
gives any fucks about my stupid blogs
It used to make me feel
A sense of accomplishment
Putting thoughts into words
Convinced my work was heaven sent
It still froms the heavens
Though my egos less inflated
Going back and reading things i wrote
Its mostly non-sense ive created

Who the why the what the
Mostly boredom
Being down on luck
Self-loathing bullshit.
Throw it away
Nothing worth a wasted read
Best not read, so i say

Still here go i on writing here today
Fucking with words in this way that i play

Ive got this thing i do sometimes
so do i it to the paper
I force it on myself and others
Does that make me a raper?

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Start over

Its all shit
Burn it all


Woke up tomorrow
Life never lasting
The olderness multiplies
By factors and exponents
Rhyme and reason
Expelled from here
School of Athens
Pheonix ashened
Cellar door
Edgar Allen
Brad cox
Struck by lightning
Tree houses
Blind mouses
Free association
Emancipation Proclonation
Allies axis
World War
Holy Moley
Trump in office
Much discord
Kant a Ford
Production people
Put to work
After supper
Comes desert?

Saturday, July 29, 2017


Got shit faced wasted last night at the gay bar i went to play chess with my guy and then not far into the night we found ourselves dancing and making new lesbian friends it was happening this morning im feeling a pile of shit when i woke i was still a bit well lit slept all the time i was with my young son and im sure he was wondering why daddys no fun i could tell him i used up all my fun late last night but i wont ill just fester in my head with the fight theres a war in my mind and i guilt trip myself neglect all the important and squander my wealth gotta get up and bring home some cash when i just want to lay here to let myself crash

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Jesus, shark, or aardvark

Fucked up waiting for my life to be ok and im sitting on my self right now and need to find a way of not completely breaking down im lost inside these keys and the letters how they oprerate surgical with these i fit if it pleases eyes to read upon the things i have to write here then maybe i can feel at least ive got something to run to that will keep me floating when the sinky feelings that i feel suface at me ugly happenings need to learn to deal with the problems facing me just wasting way not wanting to be so damn lost when im finding no thing like im blind in the dark and im searching for who