Archive for August, 2015

edgar

August 25, 2015

you do, you don’t, you go, you stay
it doesn’t matter either way
the game’s begun, you’re now the prey
and it’s too late, you chose to play

you stop, you think, you see, you hear
there’s something in the dark you fear
something distant, not yet clear
drawing quickly ever near

you shake, you scream, you run, or try
but can’t escape, it’s too close by
a silent prayer, you want to cry
but only meekly whimper “why…?”

a touch, a claw, a gasp, a dread
a moment more and you’ll be dead
but no, the cat’s not demon-bred
turns out you’re safely still in bed

your fault, you read, too late, you know
his dreary, dark portfolio
whose terrifying tales of woe
give rise to dreams conceived by poe

taking offense

August 21, 2015

i’m not a racist homophobe
i think most cultures great
yet who you are and how you live
is yours to celebrate

i’m glad that you found happiness
empowerment and fame
but i don’t need to understand
or share in your acclaim

your color, sex, religion
those only fools address
it’s your lack of character
my comments now access

in truth, i find you lacking
too self-absorbed, too proud
too thoughtless in entitlement
too harsh in being loud

so that’s my view, it’s genuine
but not what you might claim
if your own pride and prejudice
presumes there’s more to blame

i guess that such presumption
is likely to reside
where faith, and love, and reason
have been too long denied

whispered (in the moment)

August 17, 2015

it’s a dance, it’s a kiss
it’s an evening of bliss
so barely a word need be spoken

like a hope or a dream
there’s no promise or scheme
and nothing is taken or broken

when the night falls to day
they’ll just all fade away
these things that would have been token

what remains, what will be
is for now, less to me
then the spirit this moment has woken

work product disclosures

August 13, 2015

it was midnight once
i think it was tuesday
although days don’t exist here
it’s all hours and cases

you can scream, i do
it doesn’t help
voices don’t leave here
after the cleaning crew

they just muffle
in a background din
as the papers pile up
and mock your misery

more stupid motions
whispering out loud
their ridiculous claims
crawling through your brain

fermenting consciousness
into some lesser form
some pathetic state
where all reason flees

scraping the barrel
as it deliriously rushes
past the vocal chords
inspired by a caffeine jolt

good morning your honor
yeah, we’re fucking ready…
how about you?
you get a good night’s sleep?

they tell me it’s important
to understand the ‘why’
for all these hearings
over who said ‘boo’ first

oh look…my battery died
too much data usage
rollover minutes
and roaming charges

good thing it’s disposable
and new ones are cheap
if you just sign up
gotta love these long term plans

time muses

August 10, 2015

time is not our friend
she said
he never seems to care

never lifts the fear
or dread
of his not being there

she would lecture him
each night
tell him to be kinder

hiding in her bed
alone
so he could safely find her

when her clock had run
he sighed
for all that he had lost

all he could have seen
through eyes
that saw the world star-crossed

in mortality
he thought
his point’s too often missed

as is life itself
for those
who use it to exist