Recalcitrant

I can’t believe how quickly
my eyes are getting sickly
commingling the images light sends,
to see with definition
I must yield without condition
to the regimented usage of a lens.

Fathom

There are few that could ever begin to accept
the depth at which my thoughts swim free
and fewer still that have bravely leapt
to join me in this stormy sea—

when scavenging for precious loot
make sure your tank has extra air
for those that drift above pollute
with murky toxins of despair.

Simpatico

I'm not a big fan
of my fellow man
but forgive when I can

it's not hard to do
remember when rue
made life hell for you.

Growth

When tigers nap
and dragons snap
and buttercups are brimming
I’ll fix my gaze
upon these days
although my sight is dimming,
the sun is bright
but quick in flight
and dusk will surely settle
so I must strive
to always thrive
despite the weeds that nettle.

Gimme a Break

The vending machine was empty
except for sugary junk,
I chose a fruit-filled candy
and heard it go ker-plunk,

convinced I was so stealthy
as my sweet tooth sorely begged
I quickly grew unhealthy—
my snack was multi-legged!

Retrograde

The moon is perched on Saturn
like an egg upon a pearl
an ivory bellied slattern
in the throes of one more whirl

don’t envy the particulate
that seems to lewdly drape
around the inarticulate
yet so expressive shape

when gravid godlings argue
no mortal interferes
lamenting latent sinew
that slowly disappears.

Localized

We’re nearing the end of a cycle so grand
it dwarfs the time our race has spanned
though truly, in the greater scheme
it’s but a blink within God’s dream.

Patience

To her I’m just some guy that comes into her store that’s it, nothing more, so can you tell me why I wonder what she thinks and what she does all day, or if she’ll ever say, “Hey, let’s go have some drinks!” To me she looks so fine that it makes me hesitate and I’m resigned to wait until my turn in line.

Noxious

Your dogma of dismissal
is the poison in my veins,
that jaunty tune you whistle
the requiem for gains—

it’s a lethal combination
when you’re forced to swallow shit
while feigning your elation
as though you savor it.

Asswipe

Impertinent pampered babies write
improper little rants
but when you call them out to fight
they poop their big-boy pants.


***Dedicated to Flash :P***

Routed

Deception isn’t always deceit
nor self awareness conceit;
a moment of motion
can be less than moving,
hold fast to the notion
that shuns their disproving
for no high’s quite as sweet
as when the rich retreat.

Getting Old

I hear the din
I taste the sweat
that soaks my chin
because of debt
why breed a class to owe?

I see the grime
I smell the stink
at any time
it could end in a blink
but I would miss it so

I chase the truth
I feel the lie
forsaking youth
to find out why
we never seem to grow.

Sobriety

“Getting off?” she coyly purred
he smiled and said “Quite soon.”
they drank until their speech was slurred
then left the dark saloon,
to nestle where they wouldn’t be heard
and gaze upon the moon
while deep inside them something stirred
like a turbulent typhoon.

“If you insist I won’t say no.”
he nonchalantly quipped
she laughed and touched his arm just so
with fingers that were ruby-tipped
and sparkled in the moony glow
as they discreetly sipped
champagne and got to really know
that urge by which we’ve all been gripped.

Swallowable?

“Come and see the toad that glowed!”
an enterprising raven crowed
with such excitement when he spoke
that all the woodland creatures showed,

but disappointment quickly loomed
because they knew the act was doomed
when the gloomy toad was heard to croak
“The firefly has been consumed.”

Spangled

They flash like Zeus’s ire
these fashioners of fire
and deck the dusky field
with wonderment they wield.