Ginsberg's Howl
  The Poets vow
  Gulls squawk
  Gossips talk
  Allen's strange
  Seasons change
  Drunks stumble
  Empires crumble

I want to Howl like Ginsberg.
  Shock you with the ugly truths
  slap your face with my ****.
  I want to be arrested like
  Lenny Bruce for blue comedy.
  Ride the rails and be a Beat Poet
  while I wring every ounce out.
  I want to suffer 'til I can puke
  it onto the page at 3 am and
  ring your bell and hold on
  all night and wake sane again.
I seek truth in needles. I Howl!

Ginsberg's Howl is full of
   people and places, food, music,
   suicides, ***, madness, drugs
   and unusual language. Earth.
   He landed here from the moon
   and cracked the poet's world in 2

   I write of *** madness drugs
   and reluctant blessings from
   those doomed to love me always
   Let us dance on the head of a pin
   and vanish in a puff of smoke
   while they all lose their minds.

I'm not sure which of us is dead.
  One alive in the other's head.
  Underage found our way to beer.
  Young drunks toast without fear.

  We have Gramps show the way
  how men live brutal day to day
  without complaint in silent pain
  through time it's always the same.

  We visit in bars at end of day.
  My time machine is Chardonnay.
  We remember and laugh too loud!
  See you in tomorrow's drunk cloud.

I'll die like we all should. No drama.
I'll leave things unsaid and apologies
never mentioned and sorrow and joy
flotsam and jetsam left forgotten.

If I knew how to live a life
my daughter would talk to me.
She left me dead like a ghost.
Neither of us can actually be
the best of ourselves the most
forgiving. Please set us free.

I desperately need a manual for it!
I've failed miserably at Love.
I tried harder at it than anything.
It's more complex than Biology and
Chemistry and high school Latin.
I would copy Aphrodite's test.
Is there Cliff Notes for How to Love?
Don't confuse it with Lust which I often do.
Lust is so easy. There are no vows for Lust.
None are required. We all Lust endlessly
day to day everywhere we go; grocery, PTA,
church, confession, the loo, AA meetings.
The rich with mistresses might have it right.
I'm of modest means and want to want my wife.
I think the world of her, I'm in awe of her!
I wish I were blind. I would desire her anew.

I don't know how to save a life.
Yours or mine life of any kind.
Fragile hearts will die by knife
cut wrists until they bleed blind.

Read it like a ****** having ***.
It means something different to
each of us. It can be painful or
funny or full of **** or falling
like Alice down the rabbit hole.
It can mean different things at
different times and circumstance.
It makes us feel in a Chemo Life.

Read it like a ****** having ***.
It means something different to
each of us. It can be painful or
funny or full of **** or falling
like Alice down the rabbit hole.
It can mean different things at
different times and circumstance.
It makes us feel in a Chemo Life.

These ancient bodies so full of knowledge
    dismissed by youth's hubris carry on frail
    ***** and parchment skinned. We were you.
    We traveled hormones. We scorned advice
    from elders like us. Ignore us as you must.
    Soon you'll wonder where your years went.

Life was a huge mistake
turn we should not take
choice we should not make
hearts we always break.

I drink myself as stupid as I can
each night at Happy Hour
but I can't ignore the plan
to harness all the power
into a pinpoint of light
one world order resets
Soros reigns in the night
Humanity sends regrets.

Sands so white
and seas so blue
God left us light
we never knew
wrong from right
Human's stew.

I have dreams.  I have nightmares.
  I hope for the best and fear the worst.
  I'm just one of God's creatures in a zoo
  called my mind. Walls everywhere I can't
  go beyond. Gravity, time, our biology
  keep me inside my tiny world tethered
  to my appetites. Will death set me free
  to live again in nightmares and dreams.

Our crop failed another year.
Naught grows in dust and wind.
I'm weak with thirst and hunger
and have no more tears left.
I can bear doing without.
My hungry child's desperate
eyes bring me to a brink I never
knew existed. I'm perched on it.

2 lost souls met at Rugby's and
  crawled into each others heart.
  We loved 3 days and rose again
  into Southern light's fresh start.

2 coolios met at Rugby's and we
  crawled into each others heart.
  We died for 3 days and rose again
  into Southern light a fresh start.

I draw my face on a bar napkin.
    I look like the night we met.
    Take me back to that night again
    when we hadn't touched just yet
    but yearned for Love and touches.
    I draw our family on a bar napkin.

I popped her cherry
proud boy boasted
sacred ****** Mary
beer cans toasted.

Lust had her way
Love broke again
**** another day
no more ******.

As I ascend to the heaven of her shot
  I think of your taste and smell and
  almost get an *******. Blood flows in
  veins of her creation. I almost love
  you more than ******. I did in rehab but
  it seems so long ago now we are together.

I'm a forgone conclusion
    and an empty promise.
    My words fail to inspire.
    My loves are always lost.
    Trouble always finds me.
    Read between the lines and
    find the real me with you
    in my heart on my sleeve.

I'm a forgone conclusion
    and an empty promise.
    My words fail to inspire.
    My loves are always lost.
    Trouble always finds me.
    Read between the lines and
    find the real me with you
    in my heart on my sleeve.

I still hear your voices
concerned with choices
I made while living
oddly now forgiving
live inside your shell
under the matrix spell
can you hear me running
for my precious living.

People in relationships
are not half of each other.
We are complete in ourselves.
Just complement each other's
strengths and weaknesses,
when you meet the mothers.

I make the laws of nature after all.
What lives among my vast reaches is
looking at clear night skies in awe
wondering at their reason for living
and the cruelty to die never knowing.
They created myths of God and Heaven
and a place to punish unkind acts
owned by Devil and called it Hell.
We are endless infinities' mirrors
rain falling forever with my tears.

I believe in air
and growing hair
patches puberty,
free me liberty.
All lives matter,
same old batter,
never quite right
too dark or light.
We live too long
to love a song
or smoke a ****
or love her ****.
Oh My God, I do
confess it's true.

I'm not equipped to be an easy love.
I don't know why. Women can be the
nectar I need and ease my aching heart.
Desire is always offered with an
enormous cost that I'm unable to pay.
I try to make a silk purse from a pig's ear.
I give her pearls and lipstick.
Party girls don't want to meet the parents.

I'm not equipped to be an easy love.
I don't know why. Women can be the
nectar I need and ease my aching heart.
Desire is always offered with an
enormous cost that I'm unable to pay.
I try to make a silk purse from a pig's ear.
I give her pearls and lipstick.
Party girls don't want to meet the parents.

Beauty and perfume
I'm in love with you.
Drunk and dry spell
what else would I do?
*** all the week long,
eating in then eat out.
Turn it up louder song.
MIA at work ants shout.
What is the fuss about?
Fierce *** is never wrong.

I slit my wrist a million times with pieces
of the broken heart's razor sharp deflections
in my attic room Penthouse desire increases
illusion of an endless tunnel of reflections.
mirrors on walls showed me every angle
my naked drunken midnight freedom dance
with my Irish too small little dangle
always chasing the mirage of desert romance.

I broke my own first
maybe it was worst.
It hurt me from Dad
war's scars were bad.
So much love wasted
Lovers barely tasted.

I broke my own heart.
I always fell so short.
The girls loved my me.
I never let it all be.
Silence in dark forever's
betrayed by worthy lovers.

I don't know me anymore.
Am I a monster galore or
lover's I always bought
without a second thought?

There a cuckoo clock on the wall,
I was a kid curious how it worked.
Gramps told me not to touch it.
I moved the chain and it crashed
and broke the cheap lamp below.
That **** destroyed me entirely.
He went from a hero to zero
his hangover destroyed us.

Who owns my epiphany?
  Is you or is it me?
  I broke the machine
  left my part unclean
  blood or oil dried
  gears and cranks died
  screeched to a halt.
  Blame the Gestalt.

I believe my country has died.
Defeated Lady Liberty on her knees
with a Scimitar for her beheading.
Communists crawling into her guts
for the final feeding as we all hold
impotent guns without bullets.

We parted ways after awhile. We had differences.
   I didn't hate or love you. We went our own ways.
   30 years later and you still haunt my dreams.
   Try as I will I can't forget how yours tastes.

I was earthbound all my life,
  then I met you and we had wings
  to fly above the heavens where
  God exists and the angel sings.
  We flew too close to the sun and
  fell into the gravity's rainbows.
  You see us crawling in blue skies
  loud cawing black ink stain crows.

I was earthbound all my life,
  then I met you and we had wings
  to fly above the heavens where
  a God exists and an angel sings.
  We flew too close to the sun and
  fell into the gravity's rainbows.
  You see us crawling in blue skies
  loud cawing black ink stain crows.

I was earthbound all my life
  then I met you and we had wings
  to fly above the heavens where
  a God exists and an angel sings
  I flew too close to the sun and
  we fell in gravity's rainbow.
  Our love is forever after all.
  We were buried inside my soul.

I splash around the ice
while I drink box wine
write this broken verse
nothing could be worse.

I always saw you on my horizon.
I drank to your health and to ours.
I went to meetings and confessed
weakness and drank bland coffee
and ate stale donuts and smoked
an endless chain of cigarettes.

In my cups we danced in the neon.
On bar stools and raucous laughter
with my dreams hiding in liquor's
ugly fog I gave you life and baptism.
Can I ever know normal? I'll be home
at last call when I reach my rope's end.

I always saw you on my horizon.
I drank to your health and to ours.
I went to meetings and confessed
weakness and drank bland coffee
and ate stale donuts and smoked
an endless chain of cigarettes.
In my cups we danced in the neon.
On bar stools and raucous laughter
with my dreams hiding in liquor's
ugly fog I gave you life and baptism.
Can I ever know normal? I'll be home
at last call when I reach my rope's end.

I always saw you on my horizon.
I drank to your health and to ours.
I went to meetings and confessed
weakness and drank bland coffee
and ate stale donuts and smoked
an endless chain of cigarettes.

In my cups we danced in the neon.
On bar stools and raucous laughter
with my dreams hiding in liquor's
ugly fog I gave you life and baptism.
Can I ever know normal? I'll be home
last call when I reach my rope's end.

I always saw you on my horizon.
I drank to your health and to ours.
I went to meetings and confessed
weakness and drank bland coffee
and ate stale donuts and smoked
an endless chain of cigarettes.

In my cups we danced in the neon.
On bar stools and raucous laughter
with my dreams hiding in liquor's
free fog I gave you life and baptism.
Can I ever know normal? I'll be home
at last call when I reach my rope's end.

You're not there to
   meet me anymore,
   just a shadow left to
   greet me like before.
   I heard the news.
   I know you died.
   I tried to conjure
   tears I couldn't cry.

Mad science was my forte.
I brewed the pandemic
that shook the world
into meek submission.
I have another trick
in my petri dish.

Ides of March
     March 15, 2024

Turning point in our decline
Soros' Obama's Biden's crime
on full display all in place.
Never shame, never disgrace.
Proud comrades fill the gulags
that is after all just prologues.

I was so tanned
ocean salt hair
wind blown sand
prisoner's stare
I bled into a wave
sharks showed teeth
guards dug my grave.
My heart I bequeath.