Chairman

So we are going hard like a rocket
Chair. Man I’m bored
And growing
Hungry but too lazy
To go anywhere 
And too privileged 
In modern America
Circa ‘19
22nd century 
Fast approaching 
Gotta make it to
February 
114 years old

Good Luck

I made her go 
And now she’s gone
this time I thinks it sticks
I hope I am not wrong

not letting it hurt
Not this time around 
Not giving it thought 
Left as we were found

I lost her number
Letting it hang
Her face is blocked
Preventing boomerang 

My head feels pressured 
Like a crockpot presses 
Front and back
Stewed up mess this

Not so much 
Hurting right now
Side to side 
Avoiding loud

There’s a freedom now
In solitude 
A spring in step
Righteous dude

Feeling correct
Focusing on me
The days will tell me
Sacred simplicity 

How much she is missed
Then logic takes over
Never meant to be cold
Throwing salt over my shoulder 

KKKR

Kit Kat kicks rocks
She needs the distance
Bring up parts of me
I want to keep buried

My trigger is happy
Becoming on edge
Forcing my self
To rhyme in here hedge

Go fuck toy self
My computer does
My thinking for me
Again the

Messy

What’s oddly familiar about this?
That I know
I should get out.
And I don’t

What the
****’s
the matter
with me?

Deplorable
downward spiral
tailspin
Kamikaze

Still
I won’t
Act on
Indecision

Needing not nor
Asking for
You or your
Permission

What we?
All I
know is me
Does that make me selfish?

This will
Decay
Decompose
Become the deathwish

Sentencing
Righting
Down
Emotionally

Bound
Bio-chemistry
Faded now
Free radically

Thanks for
Everything
Blessed Be
Our Memories

Never Enough
What the ____?
Sameness, nothing
Clandestinely

Not ‘nuff
just thoughts
Movement
Change is hard

Knowing
Is more than
who we
are

Freedom rings
If you answer
Listen for
“The Call”

Choice is power
Sometimes fear
Is crippling
Forced to crawl

9 lives

This **** has got me trippin
Thinking we are disagreeable 
Communication breaking now
This problem proves formidable 

Blatantly ignores the words
As if I never spoke them.
Won’t allow me; disavowingly. We
Forming spaces inhospitable 

again. With the fighting.
Incessantly picking...
Apart. Where for?
Art thou tearing up my heart?

I feel it too
With or without U2
I can’t live this lack of like it,
Let’s get back to. Press restart.

Thy Will Be

It’s called morning
Because yesterday died
So should we 
To our before 
More selves

Wants are fleeting 
Needs not
So much
Feeling is distraction 
Intuition trust

Emotion versus logic
Innately imitate we
Learned bad 
Habits 
What’s a (wo)man too due

Man woe
Erring cause I am
Hue (man)
Exuding 
Lighten ang-

Grrr 
Like a beast
Roaring 
Lion like
Pride aside peace

Kingdom 
****
World gone 
Wrong
Ugly ducking singing off tune swan song

fansee that

By the time we arrive we will clock out having worked a 26 hour shift
Needed that
Gimmi dat
Sanging songs
Zombies
But fully alive
Living
Doing
Did that
Bringing home
Bacon and cheddar
We’ve been on the run
Driving when no sun
Nothings gunna stop we now
Packer glory
From the Tund
-ra Ra RAW

Bapdismal

Little high
Little low
Went out
To hear the music

Alcoholic beverages
Conversations ensued
Bought some art
Gave it away

Everyone
Critics
God Emperors
Heretics

Last night
I was myself
All alone
Dancing, left my phone

In my car
Caring not
Technology revolt
Ixian analogue, sans remote

Sandals
Duney
Wormwood
Whispers

Clearly air
Water falls
Ruined
Runes

Stoned like
Martyrs
Mortars
Moved

Pyramid
Envy
Loons wading
Waist deep ‘mongst looms

Read
See?
Parting
Sorrow that sweets

Lower than
Self-less
Washing way
sins, I,
since I
got them;
oft on
dis-eased
feets.

Clean now.
Offed them
dancing.
Beats battle
shadow
stragglers
towed
neath foot,
neath toe.

Freedom
found in
the action.
So I
act on,
them feats.
Control.
Alternation.
Deletes.

Nothing Really

The universe hates me
I feel
So
Ashamed

Caught in the landslide
Appeal
Sow
Unreeled

No escape from
Wheel
Dow
Jones’n

Reality
Feel
Doubt
Hone in

Open your eyes
Peel
Route
Rowing inn

And see
Steal
Knelt
Been been

And see
Easy come
Easy go
Matterin’