Wednesday, April 29, 2009


A happy thought
cannot be bought
it can’t be taught
to those distraught
but sometimes stray ones
can be caught
the moment they’re
no longer sought.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Mourning Personality

The phoniness is freely feigned
her mindless mask so well maintained
reciting every word prepared
as though she genuinely cared
about the hurting and debris
of televised humanity.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Later Gator

You came with every chopper bared
and caused a big commotion
you chomped and stomped
all through the swamp
without a single notion

of your intended purpose there
aside from the attention
but now somehow
they disavow
the need for your retention.

Monday, April 13, 2009


He blankly goes to work each day
and says the words he has to say
while watching all his silly dreams slowly fade away
it’s true that time does not exist
although he wears it on his wrist
to monitor the misery that grinds him in the grist

but sometimes in among the chaff
he finds a morsel worth a laugh
and savors it just like a drunkard handed a carafe—
contentment is a carousel
that spins the other way as well
condemning everyone to find their own clause out of hell.

Sunday, April 12, 2009


We congregate
to consecrate
the rituals that don’t relate
yet soothe the strife
that dulls the knife
throughout the abattoir of life.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009


Approaching the perimeter of subatomic realms
as mechanized misanthropy completely overwhelms
consumers catatonic from the data overloads
oblivious to how much their humanity erodes.

Sunday, April 05, 2009


In unison they swing
these little flowers roused by spring
releasing scents upon the breeze
with blushing unpretentious ease
attracting adolescent bees
who’d love to land one righteous sting

for summer will adjourn
and winter’s biting rime will burn
away the chance to sow
to nurture, and robustly grow
substantial fruit in every row
to feed the hive condemned to churn.

Thursday, April 02, 2009


No sense to fret
if gross or net
a pound’s a pound
of pure regret

when spent affairs
convert your wares
to empty ground
and tawdry tares.