Tuesday, May 21, 2024

401k or *@#k

Give a shit, you’re killed.
Don’t? You’re black-pilled
Sometimes it’s suicide to show them you are skilled

Excellence is banned
Creativity gets canned
Those latter years don’t seem to be as cushy as you planned.

Monday, May 20, 2024


He walked through the nicotine haze
Of she who could never quite cope
His eyes had the permanent glaze
Of one barely maintaining hope

Approaching the gateway he paused
Reluctant to enter the den
Where venomous vitriol caused
A partially poisonous pen

Domestic defaults are a curse
When music keeps calling the tune
Of course things could always be worse
A song they might sing very soon.

Sunday, May 19, 2024

Blown Over

I can feel the encroachment of sin
As dark as the clouds rolling in
Attempting to block out the light
Reducing the depth of my sight
But I shake my head and just grin
Determined to only do right.

Saturday, May 18, 2024


The apple tree didn’t bloom this year
Perhaps the problem is rooted in fear
Of being ravaged once again
By those incapable of saying when

Creating dependents behooves the state
They go along with any mandate
But once they feel they deserve more
The rottenness goes right down to the core.

Friday, May 17, 2024


So you say you want to learn
How to multitask?
Become a cook and you’ll discern
How much of yourself you can ask.

Thursday, May 16, 2024


Best skip Vampire Town
Before the sun goes down
Or you’ll be drained of every single drop

And you know inside it’s true,
There’s nothing you can do
Unless you run and run and never stop.

Wednesday, May 15, 2024

Back Talk

I have to work my way up to erect
But it’s not what the lewd might expect
And you just may have a hunch
If, like me, you’ve worked an awful bunch.

Tuesday, May 14, 2024


As your digital self is entangled
With the quantum mechanics of why
You reach for the fruit that is dangled
Although it’s a virtual lie

The code you rely on? Corrupted
By viral invaders who seek
A signal, that once interrupted
Shall scramble the will of the weak.

Monday, May 13, 2024

Lop Sided

Were justice yours to mete
Would your arm complete
The fatal arc?
Did it just get that dark?
The downside of defeat—
It’s bound to leave a mark.

Sunday, May 12, 2024


I thought of Mom a lot today
The only thing that I can say:
I hope you are at peace somewhere
In the aether, no despair.

Saturday, May 11, 2024

Minutum Cerebrum

Those with stunted frontal lobes appear
To think that we should make our farmers steer
Away from growing substances required
To help ensure we don’t wind up expired
And if you feel such actions aren’t insane
You may have a similarly affected brain.

Friday, May 10, 2024

Short Order

An hour can make you regret
A lifetime that you let
Opportunities go

When you’re drenched in sweat
But there are tickets yet
Then you’ll know

Refuse the urge to fret
No future is set
Change can quickly show.

Thursday, May 09, 2024


I answer the birds when they sing
They anxiously tweet back their part
I don’t know what’s said, but here’s the thing:
Melody speaks to the heart.

Wednesday, May 08, 2024

🤡 🌍

The more polished the turd
The more that I cringe
Plasticity preferred
By bleaters that binge
On fakeness. Absurd?
Oh, more than a tinge.

Tuesday, May 07, 2024

Have a Nice Day

Seeing through the lies
Is not that great
You don't feel all that wise
Just more irate

And if you actually try
To sit and share
They look you in the eye
With that odd stare

You’re better off to grab
Your tongue and squeeze
Or simply stick with drab
Preprogrammed pleasantries.