I love science fiction, and will likely die loving science fiction. But the thing about science fiction is that it intends to be a crystal ball of the future. And of late, that crystal ball isn’t showing a good picture. The thought of there still being a gulf of income inequality and poverty disturbs me,Continue reading “11.13.2021”
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A state of civil war….a poem
I’m at war,with the unincorporatedSelf and it’s allies,society. We were not always enemies,But whole,With a single purpose:To exist, grow and prosper. Lean, lightly muscled with a clear mind. Now, we are a state ofCivil war. My enemies will join me,or die.
One day, a poem.
One day, America may truly be free of racism and income inequality. But I don’t know when that day is. One day, people in America can walk in the knowledge that they are free of spiritual bigots. But I have lost faith. One day I will be free.
‘miserable life’, a poem.
Flowers and Trees flourish and thrive without a reason to live, so why not I too? That can’t be that easy! That all I have to do is exist. My children are all grown, getting wiser everyday, with children of their own. And what of the love and fear of death? Death will always beContinue reading “‘miserable life’, a poem.”
They wore white sheets…., a poem.
The shootin’ started over The lids of coffins, One group of shooters were burying people trying to vote, I could hear their crys from under their lids. The shooters wore white sheets, burned down the town, torched my house. But you didn’t kill us, We still rise….
Pinkeye, a poem.
How do you fuck with this Pinkeye? It’s an STD, You can see from miles away…. and when they see, they run for hills, throwing crucifixes with their fingers, the fear on their faces. Booty calls: “I wanna toss ya’….” I got pinkeye. “Oh, never mind….~click~” And suddenly you are the decease, Bacteria, A kissContinue reading “Pinkeye, a poem.”
I Should Have Said Nothing?, a poem.
I lived down stream the king’s damn,and dreamedthatit broke, watching it murder myvillage. It hurt, that I didn’t die with them. Concerned,I told mywife laying next to me. “Blasphemy!I will neverlay with youagain!” And with that, turned me over to the night watch, who beaten meand gave me to my cell mates. Brought beforethe KingContinue reading “I Should Have Said Nothing?, a poem.”
Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….
Yes, yes!, I know, we look at those nudes in profiles, and forget the print. Yes! I love being tied down, but I am never powerless. I submit, bottom, manwwhore for the pleasure of It. But I don’t like the pain of my dis-spirited soul, knowing any I sleep with are likely not my soul-mateContinue reading “Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….”
**sigh**
**sigh** What else can I say? To watch a slow moving coup, so slow that people don’t notice it. It creeps behind perceptions, behind Confederate flags, while people of color are killed while: buying a pack of cigarettes, or being gay, and not even accountants eating ice cream are safe. I’ve cried in rage whenContinue reading “**sigh**”
Caged
Bars on my windows.Bars on my doorway, Put them up ourselves. Keep us safe, keeping our Troubles at bay. Safe in our homes we haveBecome imprisoned. Who imprisoned us?Did we do it? We can’t blame those Who would invade our Fortress, our home. Because they too are imprisoned. Who imprisoned us?Did ‘The Man’ cage us?Well,Continue reading “Caged”
Liferaft in the Abyss 