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Moonsocket Nov 2016
Strapped in for another gizmo gobbled

This ones chemical complexion suggest strange times indeed

here we go again for midnight thirty

Familiar madness for these familiar strangers

Faces plastered with nonsense expression

A cosmic joke for these perpetual purveyors

A timeline choked for these mindful destroyers

Pills for the meat and it goes down empty

Calm and canned we feel the assembly line

Rubber traction and the mismatched membranes

Artificial sweetener for propulsion and I feel my cancer

Can we have a moment of silence for the speed demon?

He left as fast as he came

Holding no compromise or puzzles left for decoding

Productive in his vices with hysteria popped pupils

His tooth and claw method dug a primitive prison

Make some noise for these peaked characters

They play getaways well until corners consume jolly

Don't disturb what needs rearranging

it's original mess was my blue print for clarity

this clutter had a purpose but life caught its prize

Swift justice for the seeker

He lacked a library code so box car children ran his brain

Don't mistake this hindsight for enlightenment

Confusion can slip the noose and run circles in unkempt head space

Watch these scenes collapse from excess

they always do

Laugh with the rest on ***** crusted memory

Watch the cracks split from abuse

sometimes we can't help the momentum

Watch the sun retreat to shade as if overwhelmed by its own creations
Moonsocket Nov 2016
A car full of crazy

each mask fully functional

Wine stained logic with the auto pilot motions

I only wanted a new copy of "The Plague"

I gave my last one to a stranger who ask me my thoughts on the human condition

Somehow traffic sticks and I'm left with a stagnant wave that cannot be traversed

My passengers are all professionals in their respective fields of strange

I'm not sure where I found them or how they gained entry

They told me when we first met

"A vehicular persuasion can be potent"

I nod like I understand

With only pocket lint powder and tree's

surely they will have no words purchased

They ask me this and that like I have a clue

With two days no sleep and an unshakable humming of the eardrum

I am on the brink of bronchitis and padded squares

finally we arrive and I leave them to their nonsense

they all went next door to a pool hall

I bought all the Camus I could

I left them there for discovery
Moonsocket Nov 2016
He played a plastic flute and everyday was his birthday

he would run the avenues

blowing the same depraved Elton John rendition

I ran into him at a bbq shack

Wishing him happy birthday for the tenth time that month

I inquired into his day to day

with eyes saying nine lives lived he states his purpose

A wire broke deep in my skull sir

sometimes my head gets cloudy

Everyday is my birthday because everyday I am reborn with harder skin

I won this flute at a raffle I wasn't aware I entered

I live in a sky box and drink the rain for days and days

I eat the cloud coverage so the sun always shines

I spew the leftovers into worldwide ghettos for the starving and forgotten

well at least you think worldly I say

and your flute remains pristine in these harsh Midwest conditions

hats off to you sir for your unwavering weirdness

he nods giving me a look that says

of course?

I watch him disappear around the corner
Moonsocket Nov 2016
Calm hand for the matrix

digital persuasions static responses

Talk show host for nobody

Desert air broadcast and the paranoid keep digging

Why does this nowhere box hum with purpose?

with no direction for its current

surely somewhere dead space shines bright

highway lights and insect genocide

I wonder if they ever know

no lines for the feeding

wires cut at birth and an eye stays vacant

A stagnant crowd for navigating

watch the faces express the expressionless

puddle splash and the *** growls deeply

never seen with calm sight only misplaced anxiety

Fall behind Apple cart and another immigrant starves

don't mistake that tye dyed painter for the sky

she is nearly finished with her masterpiece

the clouds seem real but the rain never falls

with this knowledge I make ground for hydration

Hay trucks driven for a racist farmer

he paid well but inspired nausea

prairie dry with the Yankee cassette tapes

he spent his entire life on the same one hundred acres

yet he claimed worldly insight into why he deserved and others didn't

Some folks on the road inspire hope and happy

An alarming amount prove sinister and spiteful

made it home but I'm not sure why

this space is known and these streets sufficiently trampled

Concrete nineties insignia
tree house trash pile
Home warmth and comfort

this will do
this I can manage
Moonsocket Nov 2016
Cold sweat oasis

Structures stretched with nuclear tendencies

Sometimes the creators get the better of themselves

Flash bang for dizzy blind spots

Specks for perception and they move with urgency

Close those eyes one more time for a remedy

Open for a new conclusion ever spent and contrived

Images for harvesting

we have plenty

Breath taken and things fall into place

Contrived and chemically complete

We can only surmise new horizons and much needed lucidity

Momentary in it's conclusion

We soon fell away faster than electro shock embraces

Complicate these realities with your hysterics and excess

Build up these walls with your sinister time clocks

bathtubs and cold water cures

drain the brain and plant new sanity

grates for forgetting

wash away these more unconventional moments

city dump bound with plastic tank accommodation

lay with the rest and die again

Cookie cutter cyborg with a familiar face

Long dead with only a dull ache for remembrance

recycle some faces
freeze the terminally ill

bring back centuries from now

Corporate confines with the wholesale slavery

rapid fire freak show
one penny for entry

watch the snakes linger for a taste

watch me go put on a new face

one more pleasing for your view

something hate proof and plastic
Moonsocket Nov 2016
We wore these sublime stained expressions so proudly

Tossed some mud and dodged the predators

We had truly achieved chemical nirvana

Short switch and the ignition burns fast

Make believe bombs for a make believe world

bright lights from an old time explosion

Blue green skies fully disrupted

Wrought with pinstriped lines and popped cloud clusters

Abstract and animalistic patrons for this viewing

we came down for a time

but soon realized there never was a good reason

Cannon loaded and funky we shoot back into space

Mismatched farewells with the grudge filled quirks

We populated the moon because we left a trash heap

Blotting anyone who arrived for curiosities sake

Soon we had a nonsense circus that floated with a lack of gravity

we found the space monkey

he  was driven insane from potassium deficiency

still he turned into a smile when offered a crutch for his madness

Why find a remedy when you can perpetuate profound insanity?

One kaleidoscope for the world's viewing

look down and witness the action

We watch trying to comprehend such animosity

Progress left with the dinos
fossilized and forgotten

Spontaneously combust and an arm chair is left smoldering

View through tilted physics and sky high perception

Laugh and back slap for bets won

that war was avoided

this one is inevitable

Shall we estimate this year's hunger?

Shall we rationalize all these downward hysterics?

I think I will stay moon strapped and confused

No urge can be conjured to make that trip back to earth

With a lack of God up here for complicating

We may have found the secret for peace

we never did come down

why?

why not?

indeed sir

Indeed
Moonsocket Nov 2016
Angry anarchy anticipates arcane action

Bruised banshees beckon bulbous bull blowers

Can calamity come calmer?

Climbing cold cobbles continues confusion

Disregard demented dinner doodles

Excited embryos excrete extravagant extraterrestrials

Forlorn figures fund future folly for fragile freedoms

Giants gather grinning grandma's grasping grand gargoyles

Hindsight hides huge hurdles helplessly

Introverted insight inspires ink infused instinct
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