Frugality

I try my best each day
To share the thoughts that start
But would you call it art?
I really couldn’t say
No one would listen anyway.

To watch the sun descend
And know that it could be
The final time you see
The iridescent end—
You pinch each tick you spend.

Loner

There isn’t that much you can do
When you feel you just don’t belong
Either stay low key and muddle through
Or lie to get along

Repeat the same words everyone does
So you can come off as hip
And drink what sells the most because
It’s what the masses sip

Or simply duck the foolish fold
Avoiding all the stink
Of those that do what they are told
But never learn to think.

Guess Again

You think I’m a lush because my nose is red?
I fear you’re a corpse because your brain is dead
I watched my mother grapple with that horrible disease
And you believe I’d go out like that? Puh-lease!

Stacking

Things are getting wild
As civilization falls
They only care about corrupting your child,
Bobbing boobs and balls,

Or luring those from foreign boats
So they can use their names
To help create more shadow votes
And cheat to win the game.

Afterglow

She had a certain glow
Or so some people said
But what they didn’t know
The glow was orange-red

As long as she had butane
And a rock that she could smoke
She couldn’t feel her pain
At least until she was broke

Then she learned to take
New levels of abuse
As long as she could make
Enough to buy some juice

She had a certain glow
As haunting as the moon
Now she’s just a cold Jane Doe
Departed much too soon.

Disproportionate

You champion variety?
Well everyone is unique
If you feel that isn’t diversity
You really shouldn’t speak

Demanding a quota is met
Negates individual choice
And giving the lazy a net
Is never a cause to rejoice.

Good for Your Heart

Well I’ve had my fill
Of every cheap thrill
It tends to get old after a while
But I found something new
And yes, that is you
Thank you for making me smile

I told my doc the news
He said, “I’m glad you choose
To be so much happier now,
Love can help you heal
And truly make you feel
Way better, and this my friend is how

It’s good for your heart
To love someone a lot
To give them every part
Of everything you’ve got

The joy that comes your way
Will be right off the chart
So love someone today
It's good for your heart.

The best thing about love
It’s better when you share
Give it to everyone
Everywhere, everywhere.

Civics

They took your fragile habitat
And simply dropped it here ker-splat!
In an old abandoned parking lot
While trumpeting their greenness – NOT!

Most Likely to Secede

None of them ever knew
oblivious to someone who
Was never eager for the chance
To mime the same old circumstance
And thus four decades later we
Are told a gathering will be
Assembled so the fake can say
It feels like it was yesterday
With teeth so white it hurts your eyes
Much like their need to utter lies.

Prudence

She lived in a post modern house
On a rambling country estate
And wore her respectable blouse
With a sun hat that wasn’t ornate

It was floppy and faded a bit
But perfectly shaded her face
When mowing the lawn she used it
The picture of civilized grace.

The Show

The greedy cheat and lie
And steal until they die
The righteous, not so much
Unless it’s just a crutch
You never really know
Until their colors show
The shade that they maintain
Reveals if they’re germane.

Blocked

Stare into the small device
He heard within his head
pursue your lust, forget the price,
can't have fun when you’re dead.

He thought about it long and hard
And though he had the urge
Refused to heed a signal marred
By greed, so didn’t splurge

Interior Design

When all you wish for is more to give
You’ve finally learned to live
If your only goal is to help provide
You'll feel good inside.

R n R

It’s either hot or raining
When it’s time to dig a grave
And no I’m not complaining
But could do without the wave

With every stab into the earth
I blink from all the sweating
It’s sad we wind up here from birth
Redeemable or regretting.

Liveliness

There’s no way to alter
When you will falter
Just pick yourself up and advance
The sun is descending
So quit your pretending
And scramble for every last chance.

(Dis)Appointment

Vapid flippers blather on TV
The shrew is getting ready to go see
Another quack who sends another bill
Do they help or bleed until they kill?

Tumultuous describes the way I feel
Unable to appropriately deal
With all the things I wish that I could change
But time is not for me to rearrange

And thus I write, but not for pity's sake
It helps to dull this self-inflicted ache
Of knowing how different it could have been
If I was more a man way back when.

Obedience Drive

They’re always making lines
We’re told not to cross
Then imposing fines
To train us through the loss
That we must never ever buck
The system or we’re outta luck.

Disemvoweled

A Z on its side is an N
A W flipped is an M
So please, do tell me again
How WE can’t be hustled by THEM.

Enriched

Against my better judgment
I ensue
To suffer the begrudgement
Of the crew
Who relish their arrangement
To be kept
But I endorse estrangement
From the inept.

Frequency

You can feel the tone
right down to the bone
and wearily groan—

Whatever you do
it starts anew
the screeching shrew.

Cimmerian

I watch luminescent insects fly
As searing plasma coruscates on high
Then a helicopter strobe makes me cry
“Why does illumination pass me by?”

Dauntless

I always knew things were wrong
Yet didn’t know how to make it right
And spent my whole life long
Stalked by an amorphous fright
But I refuse to live in fear
You want me world? I’m right here!

Expectancy

A squirrel was mowed
Convulsed in the road
No one slowed

The Wheel turns
As chaos churns
No one learns

We live for blasts
But all have pasts
No one lasts.

Jelly

I saw an old friend the other day
He seemed happy in a different way
I said, “Hey, what’s up with you bro?”
He said, “I got a girl and I love her so!”

I saw her picture and said, “Ooh wee
How can I find one for me?”
He said, “I don’t know but this one’s mine.”
And that’s when I saw the green light shine

I'm jelly
I wish I had her
I'm jelly
And getting madder
I'm jelly
She’s so elusive
I'm jelly
I'm gonna lose it!

Make the Cut

My knife dulls cutting through flesh
That once was taut sinew
Imagine when meat and willpower mesh
There’s nothing we can’t do!

Troubadour

I never tried to be a star
I don’t drive no fancy car
But I love to play guitar
In some rundown low ceiling redneck bar

I'm a troubadour
Content but poor
I'm a troubadour
Now get out on the dance floor

I try my best to sing in key
Sometimes I get a little squeaky
Then I kick on a pedal or three
And jam for a while in A or E

Slippage

Did you ever blurt something out then think
Did I just say too much?
Rule number one: Internal dialogue
Should always stay as such.

To Die For

The artificial aftertaste
of all that we are sold
assassinates my appetite
like bread that’s blue with mold
and maybe it’s just me,
but it’s really getting old
having it crammed down our throats
by those who kill for gold.

Data Dump

Pattern recognition is the key
When trying to assess humanity
Disregard what earnest people say
And watch how they behave throughout the day

If you notice an alarming trend
Of actions unbecoming of a friend
It may be time to change, as per the chart
So you can mend a too forgiving heart.

Interloper

That sneaky tick thought it was slick
And hunkered down to do its shtick
But it was not prepared to feel
The pinch of manufactured steel,
When forced to play upon the grass
Try not to get a bug up your ass.

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Blowing It

The moon looks like it just exhaled
A giant puff of smoke
And all attempts at ringlets failed
(The awkward pockmarked bloke)

And now the stars can’t respire
Through haze so thick and blue
It seems the whole world’s on fire
And there’s nothing we can do.