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My phone
Friday, November 10, 2017
My phone
I want to throw my phone in the deepest hole
My phone is sucking my soul.
My phone is in control
My phone makes me un-whole.
My phone knows every move I make.
My phone knows my mistakes.
My phone saps my strength.
My phone is onto me for Christ's sake.
My phone is like Hercules' hair cut.
My phone has got me in a rut.
My phone has become routine.
My phone is cold and mean.
My phone brands me and labels me.
My phone is insidious.
My phone makes me feel like an idiot.
My phone is Judas Iscariot.
My phone betrays me.
My phone delays me.
My phone won't let me sleep.
My phone is into me deep.
My phone is my identity.
My phone says who is me.
My phone puts me on the grid.
My phone knows where I live.
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For J. Harvey
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
For J. Harvey
I can't remember when I thought you were a good friend.
Now we no longer need to pretend.
Booze is not something you choose.
When it comes to weed, I don't always have to feed.
You dig vinyl; I love cd's.
And you never cared for MST3.
You unfriended me on facebook.
Why should that hurt?
Do you really want to push me in the dirt?
What is one facebook friend worth?
I guess you did me a favor.
We don't like the same flavor.
We no longer have things in common.
Beginning to wonder if we ever did.
You would have loved Captain Beefheart.
If you were open-minded.
But you just love what you love.
And I was always trying to love what you love.
But did you ever do the same for me?
Thought we were hand in glove.
But you only see what you see.
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It’s all coming up green
Sunday, February 5, 2017
It's all coming up green
It's all coming up green.
We're an awesome team.
We are a pack of wolves.
We are dynamite.
We are going to explode.
We are ready to unload.
There is no one we can't beat.
Everyone else is meat.
We are united in our vision.
We are on a mission.
To defeat the odds.
Make them all clods.
I speak of my brothers.
Together we are unstoppable.
Without them I am not whole.
With them I am untoppable.
We are a pack of wolves.
In symbiotic rhythm.
Everything one has is already given
To his fellow.
I am blessed to be in the pack.
I know every one of them has my back.
We are making the future our bitch.
We got a special pitch.
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I call him the contrarian
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
I call him the contrarian
I call him the contrarian.
A walking mushroom librarian.
And that's not just cause he thinks he's a fun guy.
He has an anecdote for everything under the sun.
He knows a guy who knows a guy.
He is generous with his time and words.
Every private conversation he has overheard.
And thought it pertained to him.
He's got an ineffable charm.
With the power to disarm.
Hope you don't have anything important to do,
Cause he'll talk you till your ears are blue.
He thinks his jokes are funny,
But he's far from Always Sunny!
He's had every vocation.
From bill collector to pseudo veterinarian.
He can tell you the contents of dog poop.
Yes he's kind of a snoop!!
But his true calling is bullshit artist extraordinaire.
In truth my boy would not hurt a fly.
Unless having to listen to him all day caused it to die.
The fly would just look up at him and say, Why, why?
He's like this termite stuck between the floorboards.
I get out my industrial strength vacuum.
But he clings, he clings!
I have to admire his spunky determination.
And his reckless disregard for everyone and everything.
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Best novel I have read in 20 years. I want to read it again and again.
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Carrie Fisher Saw it All
Wednesday, January 18, 2017
Carrie Fisher Saw it All
Carrie Fisher saw it all.
Carrie Fisher saw the fall
Of democracy and integrity.
Not that we had a lot to begin with in politics.
Carrie Fisher saw the ascendancy of a pretender king.
A man not fit to lead nor wear the ring.
Carrie Fisher saw the Death Star.
That's what she got handed
In the movie; all is not groovy.
The Death Star is the nadir for America.
The Death Star is the death of ethics.
The Death Star is how bad his breath is.
The Death Star is only the beginning.
The Death Star is he just likes winning.
Doesn't care about the consequences.
Carrie Fisher had the vision.
She saw we were just fishing.
In a little stream, not knowing our dreams
Were about to be crushed, made to mush.
Carrie Fisher saw it all.
And if you had the foresight
To know things were going to get ugly,
Why not cash in your chips?
Is this a world we want to live in?
Where our new leader in chief always has a beef
With anyone who criticizes him?
I don't think our next President
Should be a bully or a cheat or a liar.
I don't think our next President
Should be a child and a walking conflict of interest.
I don't think our next President
Should not even know what the rules are
Because he has never played by them.
Who voted for this egomaniac?
You think he will put our interests above his own?
He is the one percent; we are insignificant.
Carrie Fisher saw it all.
Carrie Fisher saw the fall.
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I try to reduce my carbon footprint
I try to reduce my carbon footprint. But I know I'm far from perfect. And man supposedly is descended from apes. And who ever heard of a primate that did not throw a little poo. I recycle at home religiously. At least I am more devout than most. Yet all the same, it does no good to cast blame. Because deep down we are all the same. There is this dilemma with water. We need it so. We value it so. Yet we are lambs to the slaughter. In our corporate materialistic world, We pay for a resource that should be free. And thank the powers that be. Our environment is worth saving. Corporate materialistic culture Is a mother fucking vulture. And no one seems to be immune. I mean to righteously impugn Anybody who doesn't give a shit. I have seen the writing on the wall. If we make no effort, we are bound to fall. If it ain't biodegradable, at least use it twice. Try not to be naughty, try to be nice. Our resources are far from limitless. If we all do even a little, We can save the Earth From becoming drivel. Factories belch out poisonous air. Corporate branding makes us slaves. All that shit going into the ozone And the earth will be all our graves. I am no scientist but how can A rational mind deny climate change? The ice caps are melting, The oceans are rising. It's not too surprising to see the Earth's demise. 'California tumbles into the sea..' Hope that's not how it's going to be. Newest poem from my blog:
http://alternateuni.blogspot.com/
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Saturday, September 17, 2016
The Ants
The ants have got it in for us.
The ants curse us and blame us.
The ants just won't obey.
The ants don't belong.
The ants are puny.
But the ants have big dreams.
The ants want to take us over.
The ants are mindless drones.
The ants run on pheremones.
The ants worship their queen.
But the ants are not hip to the scene.
They follow their leader but she's too clever.
She just sucks the life out of em.
And leaves them to wither.
The ants don't pay no mind.
They might even be blind.
The ants I used to admire.
But now I want to set em on fire.
The ants are trying to take us down.
The ants want to make us look like clowns.
The ants want to start a coup.
The ants go back to antiquity.
The ants are not afraid of us.
It's plain to see. The ants are our enemies.
The ants pay no heed.
They want us to bleed.
They want us to suffer.
And worship no other.
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Endurance is more important than truth"
Charles Bukowski but I think he was quoting someone else.
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Water: for love of Michigan
Goddamn we need the stuff! There is not enough in every place. But Michigan's got it in spades. Yet there are these parasites Who SELL us our own water. We who live in the state of Michigan. And pay taxes here and belong. There are these motherfuckers Who don't belong here. They make Ice Mountain. They don't actually make it. They just steal it and put a label on the bottle. And act like it's their domain. This disgusting corporation that exploits us. This disgusting corporation that raids us. These carpetbagging scum Who steal from us and we pay them For the privilege of paying them. Don't buy Ice Mountain if you have a conscience. Especially if you live in this great state. Don't buy Ice Mountain! I'm starting a grass roots movement for the digital age. This is how to protest in the modern world. And yes our governor is in bed with them. That sell-out emasculated prick With pedigree but no virtue. That self-serving demagogue asshole With no morals or ethics. Who has squeezed out the middle class Likes old toothpaste in a tube. And bled the state's resources and crippled our government. Please God let this prick be plucked. Please take Rick Snider and put him in a pen. Please put him where vultures will eat him. Please let him die naked and alone.\ Let him be shamed, disgraced, and ridiculed. May his name be spit upon and may he pay for all his crimes. God let democracy back in to Michigan. Please let Michigan be proud of its resources. Please let Michigan be proud of its people. For love of Michigan and all its blessings. Amen
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For Sadie
The words 'selfless', 'courageous', and 'generous'
Would never be used to describe you.
If there were were a career path
For making sure bowls were filled with food and water
And that laps were suitable for sitting on.
And yes couches, chairs, and floors as well
Then dear Sadie, you could easily get into upper management.
Your intelligence and insight in such matters is unsurpassed.
You have a genius for making your master work for free.
There is no one more gentle yet insistent.
You are a good little supervisor.
You are an unsung hero of catdom.
You fulfill your role with purr-fection.
Some might say you're anti-social.
Rather, you keep your own counsel.
When my guests arrive, you promptly leave the room.
Perhaps you don't want to pry, or there is some bird you espy.
You don't like to play with your fellows.
The word 'share' is not in your vocabulary.
You are such a great nuzzler.
For me it's a puzzler
Why you only save your warmth for me.
You make me smile my child.
Your gentle face and your feline grace.
The way you sigh when you want my attention.
That sound, I cannot do justice but I have to mention.
If there were a companion I would take to the very gates of hell,
You would accompany me every step of the way,
Till we got to the entrance,
Where you would stop, and with wise countenance,
Gently tell me, 'it's ok, you got this.'
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