Poem: Disinformation

We’re reaching the breaking point Critical Mass The lies that are and were spun Are unraveling Absolute unquestioning of authority is over. We might not have the answers yet But we know better than to believe the Governments that deceive us. Unless they drop the Bomb They can’t kill all of us Just slowly one…

Disturbing Media: Twilight Pedophilia

(If you haven’t read or seen Twilight, spoiler alert…) (During the filming of Twilight, Kristen Stewart was still a child and she had to take breaks from working to uphold the child labor laws, look at how young she was when the first film began.) I think the Media holds responsibility for the stories it…

Poem: When I was engaged to be married the first time

I didn’t know there’d be 2 more proposals and no marriages. Every decade or so I meet a partner that I’m convinced Is the One Until he’s gone And then we’re both left crying After all the useless trying. It seems so incredibly rare To work the details out Solve the puzzle Reverse the doomed…

Memoir: The time that Dad crashed

The time that Dad crashed he wasn’t drunk. He was driving the big white van on the freeway to see his gold-digger lover. Drinking wasn’t the cause of his evil, his main sins of choice were pride and lust. The pride resulted in vicious ego contests with Mom and the lust manifested in affairs, along…

Poem: She was family

Unsplash.com She came to us in a cardboard box. Her natural ears were down her uncut tail was wagging long our baby doe-like clown warm copper reddish brown with short haired fur like a deer white chest, black muzzle mouth in a serious frown with a bright white stripe along her sweet frozen nose like…

Poem: Karma Ricochet

If god exists as good and love What they do in the name of god Would make god throw up upchuck god would say, WTF?! i don’t even know you. Stop using my name to blame everyone but yourself. Stop using my fame to feel self-important. Stop raping, killing, enslaving, torturing i never sanctioned this….

Poem: Freedom

(For Spencer) Twin souls never stand a chance They were never meant to dance on Earth enraptured. Because it awakens jealousies when we usurp them circumnavigate the rote purpose dare to oppose their version of status conscious happiness. When souls disengage from pretend when we unfriend the robotics replace the screen with the actual. activate…