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01 Jun 2013
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when the lion awakens from within


so much dark emotion lives
deep within us
locked away from centuries past
idling by and unafraid
able to unleash itself
most unexpectedly

almost anything can spark
its wickedness
awakening from dormancy
and revealing bloody secrets
only unknown ancestors
ever knew subsisted

like a lion suddenly enraged
instinctively
you rush from out of the bushes
rip apart the innocent lamb
quietly devouring
any remnant of yourself




june two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Animals, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , ,
26 May 2013
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west coast swing


there’s nothing wrong with my eyes
you son-of-a bitch sitting
in the fourth row behind the dugout

I just had them checked the other day

I bought a new jesus crucifix and replaced
the chain with gold leather lace
took it over to the nearest church
and had the padre bless the damn thing

“I watched you on television the other night” he said
“you’re uppercutting everything”

no shit sherlock I said to myself
and thanked him and got the hell out of there

that night I went oh for four and struck out three times

we lost again on getaway day and I spent
the afternoon warming the bench
cheering on the guys and happy knowing
my average wasn’t going to drop again

“you know” said the boss “you should consider
shaving off that seven-day beard

“and as soon as we get home buy your sweetie
some roses and ask her nicely if she’d kiss
the tips of your bats”



may two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Baseball, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , ,
24 May 2013
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the remorseful escort


you did not hear her last cries
trapped inside the carrier case
the confusion in her eyes
penetrating my mind
and weakening my spirit
as I attempted to justify
why the end must be near

as we drove away I wondered
if she really had reached
her ninth and final life
or would the ultimate solution
transport her someplace special
where there is no pain
and love is everlasting

missy kitty
Missy Kitty – Born 1999

twenty-four may two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Animals, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , ,
20 May 2013

the mind reader


I lost my way along the way
and wound up in a tavern
I never knew existed

I ordered a dark beer
and sat alone
wondering how it was
I had found this place

there were so many things
I meant to get done that day
but nothing seemed to be working
so I wandered out of the city
looking at nothing in particular
and daydreaming
about all the things I had done

once finishing off the pint of beer
the bartender
poured me another without
either of us saying one word



may two thousand thirteen
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19 May 2013
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I do not wear a watch for I am not afraid


I am not afraid of the tick tick ticking
in the dark of the night
not afraid to challenge the allusion
that everything is linear

all of the crooked roads
lead to broken clocks
stacked high within a framework
not even a jeweler would dare touch

the wise old owl understands
why man is obsessed with counting
but refuses to reveal the truth
and so the journey goes round and round

I shall never retire my fight against
the concept of a single dimension
will never accept the gift of a watch
whose mechanisms will one day fail


may two thousand thirteen
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17 May 2013

exterior designer


I love the way she speaks to me
when the light is just right
the color of her eyes
transitioning from blue to bright

she wraps her arms around mine
like a skintight sleeve
vibrant and indelible
sinfully striking yet naive

no pain is greater than her mark
engraved upon my hide
forever reminding me
artistry shan’t ever be denied



may two thousand thirteen
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10 May 2013
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word quickly spread when the outlaw came to town


born and bred to never
trust a stranger
he rode into town
in the dark of the night
and spent the evening
with spirits of his choosing

his debts forever
remained unpaid
well into the next life
and those who attempted
to collect his bounty
would never ride again

from out of the fire
he brandished pistols
as fluid as quicksilver
anxious at exacting
vengeance upon those
who did him wrong

towards the end
there was no settling in
and the road to redemption
became an allusion
the posse presented
as a possible way out





may two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Poetry and tagged , , ,
04 May 2013
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two messengers

from the book of revelation

the pair sat in lawn chairs
underneath two olive trees
fire spewing from their mouths
consuming any wickedness
strolling up the lane

earlier they had labored
in their pristine garage
sawing and hammering and
finishing two lampstands
to support reflective light

they exacted their prophesy
for forty-two months
flooding an interconnected world
with plagues and bloodware
meant to tame the beast

despite their divine intentions
the beast prevailed in war
emerging from the underworld
and leaving them lifeless
on a street in salem

the people drank and cheered
and burned lawn chairs
in the bottomless pit
dancing around the witnesses
for three and a half days

the earth began to tremble
and a cool wind filled their
bodies with new life
sweeping them off their feet
rising above a city crumbling


may two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Dogma, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , ,
30 Apr 2013
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adjournment


you moved your knight
outside your comfort zone
tempting my lady
to meet you halfway

your little entourage
failed to retool
as your ambitious attempts
proved to be futile

withdrawn into darkness
I tightened the noose
offering your freedom
with a false ransom


april two thousand thirteen
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28 Apr 2013
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the healer


put a band-aid on it
she said

and walk it off
it’ll be all right

those words stayed
with me
for countless years

whenever I happen upon
someone injured
whether they be a child
or a woman
or an old man
I see her transitioning
from a healer who couldn’t save herself
to a guardian angel on steroids


april two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Dogma, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , ,
27 Apr 2013
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the other side


imagine marine-like monsters
inhabiting the darkest of waters
their bodies shaped simply
their fins rudimentary yet powerful
propelling themselves instantly
jetting at reckless speeds
and abruptly halting to a standstill
they are neither here nor there
and represent a constant terror
to those who slip into their world

their world is an antithesis
to the dreams we fabricate
and even in the wildest of our
fascination we realize their depths
are unreachable
their darkness too deep to see
even a flicker of light
leaving us unable to conjure hope
or understand the underworld
unless we sell our soul
and give in to the other side


april two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Dogma, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , ,
27 Apr 2013
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a brush with death


you hide your beauty behind
your deepest thoughts
deceived into believing
there is nothing left to share

generations of ingenuity
push your instincts
and test your resolve
to fashion the unthinkable

end result is earth shattering
and unbreakable
as you reveal one final time
your undying creativity



april two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Poetry and tagged , , , ,
14 Apr 2013
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when nothing else matters


it’s brown and cheap and comes
from mexico via chicago usually
around fifty percent pure

some like to smoke it but I prefer
to shoot it between my fingers
where you can’t detect the marks

the last high was beyond euphoric
as my body warmed like a toaster
my mind sailing away on a starship

as I zoomed out of this world past
the northern lights there was no chance
in hell anybody could ever catch me



april two thousand thirteen
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11 Apr 2013
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how to put into words


blank card unfolds
with pencil in hand
as I sit in silence
waiting for the words

instead I draw
a little lost boy
in pursuit of his soul
in the cherished woods

a network of leaves forbids
the sun from shining
upon the moss-covered floor
as the sounds of the silent march
carry on

the young man calls
into the branches
certain someone above
understands his prayer


april two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , ,
09 Apr 2013
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death in the family


it doesn’t take much
to flip on the switch
and drop down deep
into a chasm
of a distant memory

self-prescribed doses
of self-hypnosis
transports the mind
toward understanding
ancestral realities

old candles aflame
from wishful thinking
exposes wormholes
of new dimensions
leading to affinity


april two thousand thirteen
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07 Apr 2013

will you die for him


they shot the protester
because he did protest
yet at his publicized memorial
they celebrated his life
as a court jester

the queen became enraged
at the death of the jester
and she dispatched the royal
police to hunt down
the transparent killers

the transparent killers dissolved
into the adjoining kingdom
blending with the locals
by begging for change
on street corners

recharged with fresh dollars
more protesters perish
by organized zealots
rudimentarily disguised
as the new court jester



april two thousand thirteen
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