Bullshit Woke naked lounging Knock on door sounds Devoted sentients selling fantasy Door answered buff bound ass bare Shock and surprise Robe donned welcomed in Selling their bullshit I, in turn, peddle my wares Poetry books inspired of real experience The dichotomy resonates
Month: June 2016
Vision Board Sadness compounded by experience lack, Discarded for personal infancy, that childish realm Where dreams had manifest in thought filled fancy Life moves hither tither everywhere No distinction, on and on without a care To expectation Coming reality shaped by directed thought Realization of actualized conscious breaks the downcast reverie Strong, unbent, head on … Continue reading #302
Somber Call Amber hued sunlight splayed through paned glass Spilling onto walks and walls Photons dashing Sight unseen but for retinal signals in red blue yellow The gift of sights and colors oft taken for granted Much as the bright lights in life... the musicians, the poets, the painters, the seekers Cry and cry harder … Continue reading #301
Posited Truth It is dark but for light of lcd screen Typing the reality of present being Calmed down fervor from moments just passed The suck, the feel, the aspect of lack Remains Strong enough to carry on He's walked this road sixteen years hence Tired of trudging the lonesome road Having reached and sought … Continue reading #300
Dance Card Full There is nothing like knowing a cry for help would not be heard Could not be heard For reality's sake. For love given and never had For facing reality with courage With courage to tread a road alone A castaway of the reality paradigm Fighting for a speck of notice Reasonings lost … Continue reading #299
Fuck me, I hurt!
Denial is over, I am a reject and a pathetic excuse for a "man"... I am a "broken" man, a novelty item. Something to feel sad about and go on with the "normal" life whoever has. I have the same struggles as anyone coupled with the reality of being a "broke but not broke" man. … Continue reading Fuck me, I hurt!
Why Leave the House? A storm is gathering An exercise in futility And so my social life be Relegated to novelty beginnings I sometimes hate my life! Never a chance Never a season to learn Dropped to deep end reality Awkward distance and speak Too much Too much has been seen Too much known Too … Continue reading #298
It's HerIt's always been youBeginning before you knew who I wasI knew youI cherished youIt's always been youContinuing as you showed up on my stepYou needed meI opened my armsIt's always been you Steadfast as looked over "Too good a friend"Likely excuseIt's always been you Friend zoned complacencySeen as subparBroken manIt's always been youAgainst better judgement Undervalued I cannot deny … Continue reading #297
Unknown Power Directed words Focused energy with purpose Often taken for granted By the alone and not alike Cherished thoughts meant for bud of source Curse me, praise me, sink me, raise me Rife with emotion, rent with passion Torn apart, constructed constructs
Cathartic Template The sun also rises Sets on hope filled fancy Mature and gaining ground This be not place nor time All seeking fantasy Truth too real for most Guilty as charged The end lingers not Heart moves to tears to truth to life
Legacy No thing hurts so deep as pitious platitudes Eyes speak truth while candied words speak false hope Honesty lacking in gestures returned Though it be given in spades from source Truth of self be sanity's play song Ever present, ever long, alone aloneness The game played with nothing less Nothing more to scrape from … Continue reading #294
Safe Compliments Lip service paid Realizations made Dead of night A broken sight
Dream Girl Thrumming with life Energy radiates from her eyes, lips, cheeks Does she know?!? Unlikely Hindered with societal shame One desire he has Just one Help her see what he sees when he sees Her
Coming Reality Fractal suits bouncing in repetitive waves Dripping substance in thick blood like globs Flashing lights and energy surrounding life Technological darkening of emotion being ceased Consciousness no longer held hostage by banal desire Life, the beauty, the bridging of universes Physically sentient connected to plug of universal wisdom That which is known by … Continue reading #291
Jen Sees Looking out cityscape window She sees beauty within Within everything Energetic connections creating symbiosis Everything, one. She being dedication defined Refined in self awareness, lifts, squats Curving to rewrite visual history Beautiful!
On 2016 American society
The present oligarchical rule, resembling of Napoleonic France of the nineteenth century, is on a crash course to failure as it is fueled by nothing but class warfare, greed and corruption. Being blanketed with sub-intelligent Americans without a mind to the distant future only the immediate gratification, this oligarchical class, this egoistic hog trough, can we … Continue reading On 2016 American society
What do you do, at 32 and 7 months, when you realize that you have no one, absolutely no one, to entirely open up to? No parent, no siblings, no friends, no professionals...just an ever present internal combustion system that keeps backfiring and causing minor breakdowns. Being shored up for 15.5 years will allow some … Continue reading 403 Months
Californication Gone Wonderland
It's weird how watching these shows that I have enjoyed for years no longer bring me the prescribed happiness. Life happens and it is not wrapped into a box, nice and neat, happy ending...just finished the cynics paradise of Californication, for the third time, and I am left with a void, unfulfilled. Too much Game … Continue reading Californication Gone Wonderland