Timburr

                                A tree fell in the forest

                                no one heard it

                                  But a passing snake felt it

                            and a hiss of annoyance might have been heard

                                 as the serpent was forced to alter course

                               around another new obstruction.

Grate Again

                                    We cannot return.

You refuse to move

                                                                            Forward

So we stand still,

                                            Straining

                        Against everything and nothing

Each other;                                                                     now an other.

                                As the sun curls above us

                                            And the sea laps at our knees

You lie

                About a golden age

We die.

Buck For A Tooth

                    A squirrel's shadow s c a m p e r s

                                        Oblique in the morning light

                                    Puffy tail held high, heedless

                                            Of the grey mound of fur

                                                Chattering its annoyance

                                                        To all of the world

                                                        That won't get out of its way.

Outlast Diss

I'm still here;

You're all gone.

Long forgotten

And dispelled.

Except as a worthless

Object of disgust.

To be rarely recalled

Upon a rictus of hatred

And then dismissed;

Banished to the depths.

The mire of unconscious

Where all the unwanted

Unpleasantness dwells.

The Jelly Code

 


Confessional Dare

Bet you can't do it.

It's so much easier 

To tell a stranger that you hate them

Want to kill them 

Wish them endless suffering

Want to still everything they've done

Everything they've believed in

Than to tell them 

That you love them.

Try it, flower child.

Ongoing Oxymorons

American democracy.

Contented worker.

Unconditional love.

Easy money.

Sustainable growth.

Gun safety.

Necessary war.

Social media.

Holy book.

Just god.

Blind date.

Enduring icon.

Unbiased news.

Vital fashion.

Accurate prediction.

Important trend.

Progressive politics.

Governmental accountability.

Humane society.

Compassionate capitalism.

Rational religion.

Christian morals.

Green industry.

Serious business.

Homo sapiens.

Gloves Off

Awake in a box

Eat from a box

Sit in a metal box

To get to another metal box

To get to another metal box

To get to a concrete and glass box

To stare at a luminous box

Upon which are projected...boxes.

Boxed in?

Better box your way out.