Flock.

Let’s be like herded sheep, shall we?

and stand in line for centuries,

like in mind to the dullest ancestries,

let’s evolve without changing anything…

now, we all line up without questioning,

spend money on shit that has no meaning,

nothing to show have we “sentient beings”,

besides the bombs we can blow atomically…

we watch the World News from home on TV,

bump our gums about what we’d do differently,

but at the end of the day, that logic is shifty,

coming from a cesspool of such inactivity…

Let’s line up overnight to see a premièring movie,

then trample each other with the doors’ opening,

we each do what we like without ever considering,

how the rest of the sheep want other sheep things…

and sadly things will only become more trifling,

because sheep are too stupid to know anything,

unable to think on one’s stand-alone feet,

we are all doomed ‘til we stop acting like sheep.

R.I.P. Halloween.

  • Until this year (the Waking Nightmare Election 2016), Halloween has been the ONLY day on the American Calendar that permits dressing up like anybody or anything that suits one’s fancy and calling at the front door of people’s homes after dark, to be warmly received and given candy. Unfortunately, it appears that from now on, we will be dressing up as sheep every fourth year to hit the poll booths so Halloween will no longer hold the uniqueness that it always had. Granted, there will be no wiggle room in regard to costume customization for voting days in the future, as sheep all look the same, but it steals the sunshine of Halloween costumes, all the same.
  • Halloween is the only day of the year that legally allows one to construct a hideous display of macabre and terrifying scenery in the front yard without being held as a kidnapper or terrorist for 48 hours.
  • Halloween is also the only day that I have ever been successful at scaring the parents of several toddlers badly enough to make them literally ditch their young and end up out at the curb without thinking twice. (Once, the dad actually came physically out of his shoes when he bolted).
  • Candy
  • Adorable youngsters dressed up as all kinds of adorable things at my door, trying to say “Trick or treat!” through missing front teeth.

Ditch the Flock.

Let’s be like herded sheep, shall we?

and stand in line for centuries,

like in mind to the dullest ancestries,

let’s evolve without changing anything…

now, we all line up without questioning,

spend money on shit that has no meaning,

nothing to show have we “sentient beings”,

besides the bombs we can blow atomically…

we watch the World News from home on TV,

bump our gums about what we’d do differently,

but at the end of the day, that logic is shifty,

coming from a cesspool of such inactivity…

Let’s line up overnight to see a premièring movie,

then trample each other with the doors’ opening,

we each do what we like without ever considering,

how the rest of the sheep want other sheep things…

and sadly things will only become more trifling,

because sheep are too stupid to know anything,

unable to think on one’s stand-alone feet,

we are all doomed ‘til we stop acting like sheep.

 

 

 

Carcass – A Haiku in Four Stanzas.

Void are the words spat,

from the mouths of the elite;

ugliness in speech.

Green is the standpoint,

of pseudo-democracy;

liberties gone weak.

Lost is a future,

Trumped  fading reason,

A carcass for a hairpiece;

“Make it great again”.

Political filth,

Spread amid such poverty;

Serves not a purpose.

Step off the soapbox,

Nobody wants to get clean;

Lathered in those suds.