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the lion’s prayer

April 8, 2019

fear, my friend, come stand by me,
share what dangers here may be;
stir me till my heart’s unsure
how much more it dare endure;

let me question, if i might,
if i will survive this fight;
if the odds are not so great,
if defeat’s as sure as fate;

hold me till i start to shake,
till my soul’s about to break,
till my weakness is revealed
in that common thought to yield;

take me to this very brink,
leave me barely time to think,
such that wisdom, strength, and skill,
are but implements of will…

then shall mine, if just the cause,
in that momentary pause,
from your grip, be dispossessed,
rising to my very best.


the annoyed millennial

March 7, 2019

dinosaurs are not supposed to dance,
not with those big, old, heavy feet;
what do they need to party about for?
this isn’t their world, their time or age;

hey you…t-rex…what’s with the mambo?
go park your tail on some other floor…
there are mammals working it in here;
a future civilization is to be fertilized;

seriously, what’s the fossil fascination?
are these girls blind? relics don’t dance…
not like us – no speed, no flash, no style,
it’s all staring, smiling, turning together;

get off the ancient pedestal sweetheart…
you’d look just as good on my right arm,
even if it can’t quite open a pickle jar…
or steady you through awkward steps…

the truth about chicken little

December 9, 2018

chicken little told a lie
all about a falling sky
posted how the world would end
tweeted it to every friend

caused a panic nationwide
instagram and facebook fried
hours passed before the ruse
was declared to be fake news

in the time it took to fix
every nasty post and pix
meant for only certain eyes
found their way to other guys

little claims he thought it true
frightened by what acorns do
that’s the story he’s since sold
but the truth’s not yet been told

those who knew of little’s feed
have, though privately, agreed
what few followers it had
thought him lonely and quite sad

so to give the feed a start
foxy loxy played a part
by suggesting little fib
with a nature-based ad-lib

turkey lurkey did design
photo-shopping pix online
never thinking how naïve
certain followers believe

so the lesson here, i guess
is a caution, more or less
to the users of the net
what you post, is what you get

dear death

December 8, 2018

dear death, i know you’re busy
but somewhere on your list
at some appointed moment
a name, i think, was missed

i’m guessing it’s the person
who’s sitting here with me
the one who can’t stop talking
who won’t just let me be

it’s clear to all who listen
this person’s time has come
such misery has rarely
consumed a mind so numb

the agony inflicted
with every single word
should have caught your ear by now
but somehow you’ve not heard

so please, as is your calling
i beg you to stop by
unless, of course, you’re waiting
and it’s my turn to die

liar, liar, vol. 2

December 3, 2018

the ubiquitous version

liar, liar, don’t you know
everyone can tell
nothing you’re concealing
is hidden all that well

liar, liar, it’s not true
all those claims you make
you did next to nothing
for the credit you now take

liar, liar, all you have
threatens you to leave
if you should forget a thread
you’ve woven to deceive

liar, liar, do you sleep
with the aid of pills
or is it the alcohol
you started with for thrills

liar, liar, honestly
you’ve been really bad
so when karma comes to call
the truth is we’ll be glad

liar, liar, rising star
shining now so bright
all will be revealed within
that very same hot light

the hammer of the gods, vol. 1

November 28, 2018

(when the levee breaks)

as the hammer of the gods
dropped its weight on bonzo’s drum
johnny blue began to flow
into vodka, gin, and rum

on a loop, the levee broke
to a steady, driving beat
while a circle all aflame
filled the room with passion’s heat

and a goddess unsurpassed
poured her whispers of desire
through the chakras to the soul
till the flesh could feel its fire

till the body, self-consumed
had no choice but to obey
to surrender to the will
of the goddess as she prey

with a deep and burning kiss
she laid bare a wanton need
one repeated as i knelt
that upon her i should feed

and the hammer, it struck on
to a weeping, wailing, moan
ever louder, ever deeper
till it nearly bruised the bone

till upon the twisting tongue
dripped a honey, bittersweet
to constant craving rush
to a luscious drowning treat

to a tearing, to a thrust
a carnivorous embrace
as the hammer, it struck on
ever stronger in its pace

till the heart began to gasp
for a fading, failing breath
with an omnipresent fear
of a fast approaching death

when the goddess, she collapsed
in a torrent fit of screams
whose bewitching bayed refrain
will forever haunt my dreams

from beneath the bed…

October 29, 2018

you remember, don’t you?
those dark nights, long ago
when you were so little
barely able to be alone

you knew me back then
you sensed me, felt me
even if no one else believed
you could hear the noises

all that tiny scratching
right beneath the mattress
the whispers, then silence
as i listened to your prayers

what a brave young soul
to endure me to sleep
facing such uncertainty
without your nightlight

time and again, together
until the fear left you
until you wanted to see
to explore, to embrace

to know who, what i was
chasing me into adventure
inspired and encouraged
to let your thoughts soar

soon, a part of everyday
we would find our time
even if we had to steal it
sneaking out of classes

a wondrous imagination
discovered in those travels
seized each new challenge
growing bolder, stronger

it gifted you with a belief
in the magic of tomorrow
a belief you took to heart
in pursuit of all desired

it brought you happiness
a joy shared with others
with me, at least at first
but it would bring more

individual opportunities
achievement, possessions
all those people and things
that fill up a crowded life

and, somewhere, i got lost
somehow less important
than all you now hold on to
despite my once critical role

but i’m not sad or angry
not at all, i understand
and i remain, if unnoticed
loyal, though much ignored

you have what you want
the car, the house, the job
you don’t need my means
while the ends are secured

and i’m still comfortable
sleeping beneath the bed
though i do miss my friend
which is why i still scratch

it must have woke you
i’m so sorry, what is it?
are those tears i see?
could it be i scared you?

how the devil does halloween…

October 24, 2018

i sense the fear within your heart
and revel as it’s growing
is it just me, or could it be
you’ve realized where we’re going
pretty thing, it’s such a waste
to fill those eyes with tears
or squander breath on screaming
as your chosen moment nears
calm yourself and take my hand
it’s destiny, not choice
surrender to the darkness
the void, the way, the voice
no more struggles, no more pain
this is what you wanted
this is why you called me forth  
from the depths i haunted
ready now, your soul to bare
your body for consumption
moments from the ecstasy
promised death’s presumption…
wait…it is all hallow’s eve
and i, as is tradition
must provide this one reprieve 
but with a harsh condition
if you dare, we’ll play a game
of trick or treat instead
and for your reese’s pieces 
you can keep your weary head


the five second rule

September 11, 2018

there’s nothing good about it
this thing we bite or lick
we’re likely to regret it
we’ll probably get sick

but most of us still do it
we always have, and will
there’s something in our nature
which finds this thing a thrill

for in the act of falling
it’s made us want it more
as if we need to have it
because it’s on the floor

strangely, this same logic
explains a lot we do
like why you’re with that moron
and what i see in you

by way of explanation…

September 4, 2018

some are playing checkers
some are playing chess
some are thinking deeply
others merely guess

some can tell the difference
others never know
which is why you’re fired
and we’re asking you to go