
Metal escutcheon
Around perception keyhole
Is scratched and pitted
From inanities truncheon
Efforts to unlock function

Metal escutcheon
Around perception keyhole
Is scratched and pitted
From inanities truncheon
Efforts to unlock function

I thought what was what
What I didn't know was what
What had turned into

our decrepitude
ruthless rancid and randy
offends all senses
waddling around the world
worst of us on full display

some podcasts make you
take the gish gallop challenge
turn nonsense to sense

the natty flea flies
out without it's overcoat
in a flea-brained flight

Our whimsical lust
Falls like a cigarette ash
Off the glowing coal
On the butt of this smoke break
To the ashtray of our days

bare trees speak to me
without the clutter of leaves
message from their roots

No signal. Phooey!
Bring back good ol broadcast snow
Watch ghosts come on through

bite your media
chew before swallowing cause
your brain has no teeth

Interim construct
Timed thaw and ripen cycle
Live task wheel process

seems all the stories
I tell myself about me
are anecdotal

Only takes a peek
No vigil necessary
To see the abyss
Looming up before us all
Executive malfeasance

some barely conscious
of IRL surroundings
subsumed all day while
partaking of violent games
ingesting haughty delights

Many a disease
I've given myself watching
YouTube videos

the Same Subterfuge
just a Different Century
and the band played on

lacking rationale
cattywampus ciphering
mystical conjure
things that were true now denied
lies take corporeal form

the day completed
even before it started
with penning of poem

A haiku a day
A morning word play foray
Had my yearly say

Circus is ending
Time to deliver the bread
Send the clowns away

going from drastic
plastic to tragic tantric
tantrum terror plots
by bilious faux billionaires
serving sorrow by the sack

those that are tasked to
shuffle society's deck
palm a card or two

Observe from afar
Stupefied into silence
The daily discourse

Christmas mourning time
Joy for all the girls and boys
Debt for you and me