This is the life I was promised
This is the life I will take

We voted Nixon
     For Change
We voted Kennedy
     For Change
We voted Obama
     For Change
We voted Trump
     For Change

But the Calculus remains
     The Same
But we Kin folks remain
     Divided
But we circle our Wagons
     Indifferently
But our painted face remain
     Hateful

You asked
     in a Movie of my Birth
If our Methods are sound

I replied my scripted Line
     "I don't see any method at all, sir"

"I've been having dreams
     Jumping on a trampoline"

We ask how am I so much in Love

We can't joke about Trolls anymore Homeless monsters Living under
Our bridges, beneath our privileges

We can be kind to Orc folks nevermore  
Hordes invading Colors over
Our borders to steal misfit toys

I guess it was never funny:
your pain, our Ghost Strugglers without voice and dwindling choice

Is is OK to laugh with racist friends at the Comedy Store?
Is it fine to put Goblin babies in a corner for easier M√rder?

Take it easy

We've been on this Slippery Sl°pe before with my Bon Vivant and wet Jovi

12 hours ago

Magic it flows
Chaos that shows

Shake it goes

make it
form it
called it

in the cold
in the Native
black of night

A Son journeys
down with a Magi
sleeping in snatches
stealing lunch breaks

Down a Mountain
with Hope's boulder
at His back

And a Rapper's Delight
endlessly looping
in His ear

"broken glass everywhere"

At the end, liked
I said at minute 9

It's a figa feast
A Zatoichi fantasy

"Ha haha"
"Whyyyy?"

Because this was all folly

Sometimes we need pop
From a queen cuz the Michael is dead

Sometimes we need teenage fantasy
From a gold heart cuz Girls are player too

Sometimes we need mules
To mine for Cryptic ore cuz currency comes

With our morning breakfast!

Forever

For every birth, a passing
For ever passing time
A birthday

Compressing my heart
Compressing indigo
interlaced with green
Happiness

We all have our Grand
Mothers - bookends gone
because our stories r neverending

Yesterday I danced
under the first quarter Moon
20241010

Monday, I'll be a pallbearer
again bearing witness
2 Jedi grace in parting
20241014

And in the mourning
In the early day light of night
I won't forget
20241015

Bye Thursdays, I'll be with she
A moment glowing in the dark
under a Hunter's Moon
20241017

9 minutes ago

Zone of Transition
Cortical interneurons before
Their tangential invasion

Or gabaergic Purkinje
Amassing Armada before
Their radial Normandy

I was never officer
Material
Maybe I'm a gentle
Man

A Lone wolf without a cub
A Vagabond fantasy

A black and white Zatoichi
Transmogrified 2
A colorful toxic Hanzo
2 masculinity

Ah.

There's the rub

A middle path
Neither right nor left
But definitely dexterous and sinister

A Babel tower er^ct
In our lingual babbel

Or a gradient descent
With our Fel*rian Queen

Whatever.

A censored Blackhawk down
Or Phoenix propaganda rising

We don't really matter
In our Bird Clan cl^m@x

8 minutes ago

A time when the Fellowship was unbroken
And our Witches were in their Zenith!

And us?

Are we on another quest?
Magic users, frail and delicate?
Dreams and dreamers

Ageless nights with a Faer Queen
A lady of the first Twilight
Moon beams and fantasy

It's quiet

The first quiet before a storm
The second quiet is the storm
The eye of a Hurricane
The eye of the Rubin

"Hey Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter
Tell me, where have you been?"

Welcome back Mr. Kotter!

1 day ago

I'm here at Kaiser again

Her hands are bruised
Her arms too where the IV needles are

The Last Rites this morning
and intubation last night

She, in her strength
and us, in our technology
give time

Time for long goodbyes
Amore ciao

A million years of socializing
make it hard to let go

The Tigers come?
It was quicker
No remnants

Leave her on the Trail?
Wolves come
Vultures clean

We were a different culture then
We are a new solution now

Osmolality and salt
drips to keep the pulse

No pressure drop
No karmic revenge

There's time enough to say bye
In time, we'll meet again
in time
in green dreams

They've started the morphine
They've stopped management

She's passed.

Her heart stopped
Ours fluttered

It is 10:55AM, Wednesday 2024

Always you
(2)         (1)
Sempre tu
(2)         (1)
Immer du
(2)         (1)

The sport of it; the game
If you want it, fight for it
Young "man, look at my life, I'm a lot like you" are
Fifty "four and there's so much more"!

An old dog willing to learn new tricks

New tricks on the Street?
Trick-or-treat ask for the Sweet?

Was the Season of the Sticks a failure
because we didn't win the final game?

Coaches say happiness is in the struggle
        or was it suffering?
Falling in love is insufferable

Monks and pirates say life is suffering
        or was it pain Highnest!
"anyone who says differently, is selling something"

New tricks to learn!

Michael Jordan hustled tricks
for six seasons before he had his first child!
Were those six childless years failures?

Our therapist would say keeping  
our eyes on the prize is good:
Goals help us improve, help us find happiness, help us embrace
the Absurd Movable Feast of P^ssy

Sempre tu sounds hollow
like a God chortle -- lacy mirth in
high heels; s^xy but not malicious
She never is

Immer du feels dry
like flatten dimensions of curved
hips and stiff swords reduced
to moisten bints lobbing scimitars

Me andyou
(1)         (2)
You andme
(1)         (2)

Reduced happiness?

Hey Sister
We've left boxes at Auntie's

I've taken my books
I've taken all my memories

The House is just a house
Kari was just a girl, a High School Crush
and Karen a Winter's Dance

Teenage Fantasy
left in cardboard boxes
Things we all want
"want it when we can't have it"

Middleage Reality
here in plastic containers
Things for donation
"when we got it, we don't seem to want it"

The morn comes too soon

Ciao!

Running hard
to be on time

Time enough
for a long
good bye

Forest running
to see the trees

Ferris of them
all on our day
Off

Snow points
to a hooded figure
on the Weather
Channel

"Ha condotto lo spettacolo"

was my only line
It took days
to learn it

Ciao.

+

I heard on NPR World of a father with twins

Two freshly minted
Pennies shiny   not
found left in the street
forgotten in the tray
like loose and expendable
change

In
August
16 (2222)
2024
I heard news of >40K (2252)
asymmetrical deaths

Mohammad Abu Al-Qumsan
remembers the prime 11

He was smitten by her
in October
11 (two nickels + one penny)
2022

They married on the Island of Gaza

He remembers they wedded
In July
2023

Sometimes
in August
2024
symmetry was broken

Jumana gave birth  to
a boy, Asser
a girl, Ayssal

Four (2*2) days later
Mohammad, the accountant lost all his coins
We are sinistra with change

This is what I do
even when she
can't remember me

even when we
can't remember she

Like Mork
From Ork

Living in reverse time
Back into a child's rhyme

I will be there
And u will be fair

A meal at the last

14 hours ago
♫Astrud Gilberto
Água de Beber

I luv strange sirens
lying At pond's bottom
Li many dead knights
cavalier in dance
over della nd valley morte
gas lit by their owned
intellectual noodles

We lie cold like soba or revenge

It will not be televised

the fusion,
Inverted Schmooing
A Mounting Inner Flame
A dance Meeting with Spirits
till the Dawn's early light

the Racing,
fast Noonward
2 dead lines scripted for a James Joyce
Netflix special late night

Like Bugz Vital Transformation
Like The Dances with Maya
Hey Jo. You know. You know.
Yawning in Awakening
like Kate or Kim or Kari or Karen or

2 Chopin's Nocturne
in repeating rhyming

5 patterns

Idk

I don't know witch side I'm on
I can't tell my left from right or
my right from wrong
Us 3 say I'm a fool, say I'm nothing
but like a Canta loop
in our Birdland
You are there

Ik

5 minutes ago

A blue guitar
The Picasso girl
plays
The Vinicius boy
listens
under a green sky

Ring and Stone (1+1+1)
Silver and Ruby (5)

Fire and Wind (1!+1+1, maybe unstable)
Kali and Ae°lus (6, unstable)

Power and Noise (2+1+1, unstable)
Charming and Luck  (4, unstable)

Noose and Loose (1+1+1)
F√ck and Sh•t (3)

B°wel and B°wl (1!+1+1, maybe unstable)
Dreams and Dear (3/4, maybe)

Fruit and Paint (1+1+1)
John and Pink (3)

Emancipation (5)
Purgatorio (5)

Color (2)
Verdant (2)

My past, your past.

The weak interactions
that hold our Castle
made of sand together before
we fall into the Sea
Eventually

A piece of mine
A piece of yours
A piece of mind
No feud here please
We not like them

Hey Jo
Jo where you going
with that fun
in your hand?

If I had courage
like the Lion on bricks
gold, I'd look for jerks
around a circle;

If I had wisdom
like a Witch's hair
silver, I'd find age
inappropriate gurls
and not old squares.

I'm out of my routine!

Sometimes we're grateful for things that break our routine.

Sometimes we're sad in the breaking of old routines.

Sometimes sometimes it's just same same but different-- a beautiful phrase learned in Thailand; where we don't live anymore; and we can remember the details of those joyous travel times, sometimes.

Sometimes we run out of time. Sometimes we have each other 2 love, 3 hate, 5 hold and 7 luck

And sometimes we roll Snake Eyes disasterous fortune on the *** line two singularity merging in a money Losing movie.

I think I have issue #1 of GI Joes!

Good morning peeps peeping
M T & O are at Disneyland
You & I are creeps creeping

The house is quiet
Do you like Portugal. The Man?
It's a "Ghost Town" in duet

"Cheer up Charlie Brown
The end is near (Yeah)"
😁 A frown upside down

"All that you wanted, but you wanted to wait
I got a feeling it's already too late"

It's all right here in the being
"Yo, alright, I'm coming"

The instructions are usually ordered by number
like counting sheeps before we can slumber

The dice came up 1 in fun
and Down the Black Hawk flew

Love me as prime number flow

The 1st prime, a coupling two
taking random chances and singular risk
in the first and second kiss

The 2nd prime, trois menage a fright
flying by in our Kobe final flight
makes it all come undone

The 3rd prime, a pentagon trace on floor
protects but leaves My love an open door

Lie or lye?
steal or stye
in the right eye

A mortal coil
on Kombat soil

Finish him
or hit the gym

I'm lost
in our galactic thrift
saving cheap coins
exchanged for hot *****

I'm found
in our sector drift
sold thru wooden skewers
over white hot embers

To suffer fools--
patient.
To see you--
truly.
To be--
freely
confined
watched--
from supermax panopticon.
patient.

We put together these TO DO list, but life rushes by and the
list gets longer and longer and we
feel worse and worse because we
can't
keep
up.

But we've always known this, oder?
Haven't we lived with the motto
that whatever is unnecessary
will
fall
away.

And it did, didn't it?

You fell away.
Our "career" in science is falling away.
Our chances of a life as husband
as father
is
falling
away.

And what is left? Just a clean blade, waiting?
How many clean blades are waiting?
An army of clean blades waiting?
Waiting
for
want?

Because you asked for it I
conjured up magic I
made us our breakfast

Because you asked if this was something I
wanted-- weekend mornings with you
eating at home, feeling family, you
longing like we all hope for, to find the other me
to cook for, to work with side by side thru lunch
to nimble snatches late into the warm night

Because you asked for it I
unweaved our tapestry I
unbounded the Sympathy
drained the alar and cut the threads
that interlaced us to an imagined future

Because you asked for it I
move to be there but you
were already here
hurt, breaking the fast
splintering our finality
with another man's hammer.

Because you asked for it we
lived the long years together
until the children left
and stale taste returned
and the golden years wished
for are spent in separate beds

Because you asked for it our
habituated movements at the Calvinistic
start have transmogrified to a Calvin
& Hobbes' relativism

An alchemy changing holy union
to mundane diaelectrics separating our
storming forces within a
spotless sunshine

You asked for it my mind
to be emptied but still it
blindly seeks us

I live like a vampire s*cking life energy from snapshots;
to stay young, to feed on, to live on-- if not forever
at least until it matters.

Living in Twilight as an ancient being amongst beautiful people.

I don't wish I knew you when I was young.

I did; I was but today suffer my mood with me.

But past distant times
She filters happy

I'm Bumble time
look for me
Again
look for us
Again
look for unfiltered
Time again

Drones at the Edge
of our Tomorrow
All our needs Killed

Live run dare

Set the butterflies in formation
Habituated motion
Irimi
there is only Irimi

Love dare repeat

unspoken Voice say nothing
as well
as unwritten Words

Deeds done unnoticed,
unheeded, are beheaded in quiet
Solitude

private Executions
in a Smokey courtyard, pulsing
with Electronica

It's a Plain world
and Fancy words don't do it justice

I rap Words ordinarily
Lisping the loop to synch
with a Caller:

Chattel, chatter, and chatting
under azure Seas thru black
Cables

I hear skin and touch tears

I lisp loops like a f*g
being Scratched on an 80's
Turntable

In our mid-50s on a poetry site for our kids in their 20s. Not on top of the world. Not really. Not in real-time.

And you'll be with me
won't you?

In Paris, never really seeing but always trying not to step on all the sh*t.

And you'll be with me
won't you?

In Berlin, looping around endlessly on some Bahn, making crosses.

And you'll be with me
won't you?

In Rome, running another marathon. OK. Maybe you'll run it and I'll just cheer you on.

And you'll be with me
won't you?

In Los Angeles, in the end-- at the peak looking back to see us coming and foreseeing us going.

You'll be here in our seething cities, cities by the river with me.
Won't you?

Tapestries have 2 dimensions.

But threads have 3 and move with Time-- ticking away the moments that make... A dull day?

Mrs. Dalloway's hours were never such.

Tiny string spinning our own time.
Hands links in many colors AND flavors
To form threads, linear vectors
To weave our observed flatness
Dun face Laura's portrait
Or Dorian pictured fate?

I love you so much it hurts
I hate you so much it burns

I guess no matter where we turn
There is Dharma, robotic steel
neither feeling or dying

Big Sky Came
and Woman Fell
to Urth

Sower Parable
seeds and plot
scatter to Gold
bars and Money
Changer

Big Bank Came
and Women Fell
to Mean

Seasons change but we're still
the-- Same same:

Ugly beautiful as cotton wood
Viciously kind as killing home

Monster baby as Nile serpent
Sweet w**d as burnt braid

Queer queens like many bladed
Grass-- leaves on the Sword Tree

Windless in the wind like Named
nameless-- Cyclopic nobody

the-- Same same:  Different odyssey

Hello people from the past--
Collected like dental
implanted detritus

We're all trash people
People who bathe
in plastic r/bb/sh

Hello people of future past--
dark matter matted hair
clogging a collective
drain

We're all family
it matters
what's the matter?
doesn't matter

Hello people of past future --
We weakly interact
a Force fielding questions
prompting action

How else are we
to interact with
the Light?

Our world shudders
with network

Plasticity

But we few
In our Happy Sweet bubble
gunn Barbie Life

We Live on

The revolution

will Be televised
in faded Technicolor
In spirited
Super star Life

We Wake in

Gethsemane
boxed in
In a box Garden

We Heirlooms to

the Revolution

Come with me

The fellowship is broken
Heros have died
The twin towers
Lay in ash

Frodo and me; Me and Smeagol.
You me and Amon Amarth

Doom or fate
Fate or doom

Doomed fate
or Fated doom?

"Still, the future is not set. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves"

Ourselves free
Still there is a cost
Still we are guarded

Stilgar the Freman

Fear is the mind-killer

And here we are Sunday
Fun day
Din Tai Fung day
Follow me
follow Us
Me trust
means mistrust?
We rust
Iron oxides
Gingered
root
trust me
reveals the blond
greying to white

No war here
no famine
nor pestilence
And yet and yet

Heard poets last light
Shedding hearts
At the center-- Los Angeles
where the D line smells but
the A line is fresh clean but
not going to Harlem

We go to Lil Tokyo
new instead
Like a Lil Boy
Or like how a Fat Man
empties a plate

Like skin regenerating
in a dish instead
of scarring
like melanin'd flesh

A new skein
An Avatar
With white voice
And black bodies

Pounding hearts
sounds like pounding farts

Pounding meats
smells like alliterative reeks

To be young and meager
To be green and so eager
without me

Elder flowers and snake bites
Watch out for the rattlers
babies are the most Dangerous

Chop their heads with shovels
bury them in unmarked fields

Copper Mountain with skis
buyer's Option purchased

9 month babies without souls

Love them they us we she he me E.
Nous sommes ** fame; We are who hunger fame.
You want fame? Fame costs.

The costs lie broken and scattered--
Actors who didn't become Jeros.

Cast left packing up our ****--
Moving in mass Exodus.

Crossing ole man River
to the other Side--
where lurks Them
they us we Me.

E.

"If there are flowers flowers
must come out to the road"

The four Black Vinegar clans:
From the North - Shanxi,
Chinkiang (or Zhenjiang) from the South,
Black vinegar from Sichuan,
And red worker vinegar of Fujian.

Furious flowers wait
across the Realms
across the Changes
"and the spiraling dead,
our black revival, our black vinegar,
our hands, and our hot blood."

we Vinegars
We got this thing
this Thing called Radar Love

(cue song)
(montage of Black Vinegar & Furious Flowers)

There's a Mystic in the Air

Birds in the sky You know how I feel

Extincted dinosaurs Seeking refuge in the blue

From barking Dog And moody Cat Clans

Forever fighting In our 2D world

I choose you Pikachu!

We dream of flying cars that never come.
Instead, warring Mars become another mining
town, if we will remember, if we have Total Recall.

Again, and again on disparate planets
They desparates arrive with risk, cuz
who else would take such dangers for so little?
Only Miner ****** with no good options
Only eager John's digging for gold
but reaping meager Death profits.

We here, at Home
depend on them, out There.

We corporate Heads
harvest gold
Depend on Hearts
to bind risk and takers.

We here, in Comfort
numb to the toxic holes
left scattered with dead
Red Ghost towns.