Mental Health Monday – 09.26.22

#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness "I don't care". I hear this a lot from people from my generation. Gen X, 90's kids. All grown up, now. This was our claim to fame. A semi-detached form of neo-nihilism that colored our generation. We got it from our older brothers and sisters. The 80's kids. The "Me" generation. The 50's, 60's, … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 09.26.22

Kill The Lights

  Kill the romance, in the cold of night when the fog sets in, low over the ground. Bury our sin. Conceal our irrelevance. The ones the world creates only to discard.   Kill suburbia. Life in chloroform. Impotent, sedated and compromised. Never lift a finger, but to point it at the screen and say, … Continue reading Kill The Lights

Noisy People

There's nothing left, but the anticipation, a broken heart, too much exhilaration. I lost the day to hate and veneration, delayed my plane, dismayed the congregation; there's just one explanation.   Something in the far off sky caught my eye and I was gone for forever. Someone blew me a kiss, somehow I missed happily … Continue reading Noisy People

Stay Woke

  Malignant. Every way I can look at this, shows me more of your tolerance; your ability to navigate in this world.   I am increasingly doubtful of your grasp of this reality. You’ve given up control to some other entity. Bereft of sense, sleepy eyed and drifting to the left again.   Wake up. … Continue reading Stay Woke

The Kill

We sought the summer warmth when winter's unrelenting grip left our whole world a prison cell and now we seek reprieve from the oppression of Summer's heavy hand.   We're never happy, are we? Never finding pleasure with the season, because we ourselves are out of place; out of synch, out of touch with the … Continue reading The Kill


Embrace separation. It all just disintegrates in time. There’s nothing left to stand on; all alone, intertwined.   A constancy of birth and decay. An endless dance, a cosmic carousel. Supposed to be opposing polarity; forced by turns to spin madly.   Then we burn, bright, until we blind the sky; then supernova, gone again. … Continue reading Particles

Echo Chamber

These days the urgent message echoes and doesn’t reach the ears in time. Ringing hollow in the time that we have left, the worlds are lost, for the ear has turned inside.   Far better, it seems, to hear the comfort of the wordless prattle that abates doubt and firms ascension, but when the time … Continue reading Echo Chamber

Generation Stupid

The sins of the father are visited upon the son and the daughter and I'm not sure it matters. I see a lot of finger pointing, chest thumping, sabre rattling, with little conviction and no real bloodlust, aside from the occasional unbalanced whack-job.   I thought this was supposed to be The Revolution? Maybe instead, … Continue reading Generation Stupid

“Fuck The Doomed”

Come on, give me a another stress headache, hit me with more overtime, less pay, no promotion, sleepless nights, glaring gaps in my future planning, bills piling up faster than my income, lost friendships, hard facts and soft reasoning, sado-masochistic,  bleeding heart heroes, knuckle dragging gay salesmen, burned black churches, with rich pastors, and poor … Continue reading “Fuck The Doomed”


Those things you've loved aren't gonna break your heart, they're gonna tear it from your chest and tell you it's a part of knowing what is best.   If you proclaim that God is great, they're gonna call it hate and the color of your skin, is gonna get you in; you're gonna wish you … Continue reading B.O.H.I.C.A.

Civil War

Gasping for air. Straining to catch our breath. Fighting down a raging sea of emotions. Seeking calm, in the midst of chaos, without the futility of trying to understand it; merely trying to keep a grip on humanity.   Beat back that which crawls out of that savage pit of souls. Prison for the murderous … Continue reading Civil War

When Midnight Came to Call

When Midnight came to call, we were asleep, dreaming gossamer promises on fat, puffy clouds of comfort. We were sedated. Full to our teeth with self aggrandized portions, helpings heaped with our satisfaction and swimming in a rich sauce of wanton disregard.   Of course, we had not been shy with the wine of opulence … Continue reading When Midnight Came to Call


We're gonna tell you what it is.We're gonna tell you who you are.We're gonna tell you where you're from.We're gonna know just what you've done.We'll tell you we're all made of stars.We'll tell you we aren't here at all.We're gonna tell you we're impressed,just lift up your dressto show you're worthy of the call. Another bible's … Continue reading Autofocus

Assholes and Cockroaches

Open your mouth and let out your atrocity. Share your most precious gift for we have gone without. Tell us how the world's supposed to be.   Everyone's an agent and a spy. Everyone has information, they won't be denied. Everyone is cheering on the martyrs who have died and Sunday morning quarterbacking terrorists on-line. … Continue reading Assholes and Cockroaches

Our Disquiet Masses

If you’re quiet, in the silence you can hear nerves snapping and synapses firing hot, then burning out; as well groomed conflict takes down hearts and minds alike. Bleeding hearts find no bandage and coagulate slowly. Most are left to just bleed out on the floor, their bodies shape a grim hedgerow along the path … Continue reading Our Disquiet Masses

So Fucking Absurd

Excuses don't cut it anymore, just another way to remain - sanitized. Free from the wealth of information, no opinion to cloud your mind. Sympathy - surrogate compassion, mass consciousness hijacked by broadcasts; dilute - delude - denying action.   I am alive and dying daily. Never afraid and yet it is the love that … Continue reading So Fucking Absurd


Past this is more of the same thing.   Domination of the passive, aggressive and blind. All of the submissive, find their place and quietly die.   Isn't this the same shit it was? Essential problems don't just go away. Don't matter the birth or the cause; we're all living this way now.   Their … Continue reading Damages