#gadfly
Darling,
in the event of a zombie apocalypse,
I’m gonna marry you.
I know, that romantic testimonial
isn’t quite the matrimonial proposition
you were expecting,
but I’m projecting a lovely future for us!
You see, when the dead break free,
I’ll come save you.
I’ll be your knight in shining Kevlar,
your cranium-crushing crusader,
and safe in our barricaded bungalow,
we’ll match moans for groans
with the shambling horde outside.
We’ll make love ’til death do we part,
or at least til we start
to run out of supplies,
and if we get in a pinch,
I’ve got a surprise:
see, I’ll paralyze them with poetry,
’cause if there’s anything
a zombie understands, it’s desire.
Meanwhile,
you lay down suppressive fire
and we’ll take out as many as we can.
If in the end we are overrun,
I’ll let them take me
so you can get away.
They can have my brain–
it’s my heart that beats for you.
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
I walk alone
Purposefully,
I rest afar
From home.
These aching bones,
Debride me of such woes
And deliver restitution
Of with what I was born.
Painless, happiness,
Life without sorrow
Free from fortune.
To live as I was young
But with the benefits of growing old.
Bless me with that gift of insight
And provide me with good experience,
That I might grow & blossom.
Into the butterfly & not the buzzard,
Into the dove & not the eagle.
From the deserts & the mountains,
From mediterranean to peninsula.
Let me walk away
From the affairs of the needy,
Who have their fill
And are even fat because of it.
Let me walk away
From the affairs of the greedy,
Who can't stomach more
But make room by vomiting.
Let me walk away
From the affairs of the seedy,
Who have good families
But can't keep to themselves.
Let me walk away
From the affairs of the piety,
Who possess nice quarter
But must room in others'.
Let me walk away
From the affairs of the ******
Who know what is wrong
But still freely engage in it.
I walk alone
Afar from home,
I rest purposefully.
Painless, happiness,
Life without sorrow
Free from fortune.
For the sake of wisdom, virtuously.
For the sake of virtue, wisdomously.
Modest & humble.
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 12:19 AM UTC
If it comes out the tap,
I'm drinking it.
Whatever is public.
If we can't at least guarantee clean water,
Who are we?
If you think I'm only talking about one thing,
I'm sorry.
If it shouldn't bother you,
Does it?
Why do different?
Why worry?
Like a fly buzzing,
Best just to ignore it.
Swat it!
Stamp it!
Crush it!
Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 8:33 PM UTC
dipped on my sobriety
losing you is defining me
weak, feeble
drained, unreasonable
slipped on the slide
falling in love that one time
it was supposed to be easy
i surmise then deny
i was caught in the chaos
on the wind, gadfly
wonder what it is
sunlight streaming in
rose from concrete
my body is still screaming
Jan 9
Jan 9, 2026 at 12:58 PM UTC