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Gremlins. Taking my hate out on an unsuspecting stranger. Unaware that this isn’t my circus, I don’t own the monkeys. Otherwise absorbing that Flash of Rage into oneself like an Osmosis Pity Sponge. StoveTop Anger Stuffing. The people from the past no longer exist- they grew up. So what am I holding onto? in a heavy back pack? Cry Bitter Indignation. Life does not discriminate, Everybody gets thrown overboard. Gremlins.
Delirium and an Unattended Headstone. Absolute refusal of facts. Widow left in reminder of a fairytale ended abruptly -Beautiful Children. Stoic Laser Focus. Cry and Proceed. What Else can One Do? Speak Nothing of It, Sears with Too Much Pain, Fresh Wounds, Infinitely Fresh. I swear, “He turned Gray, Ashen.” In that chair, in the back of the parlor, those steel eyes, vacant. Winnings and perfections are rare. Far more Losers than the Victor. No one loves you when you are down […]
Humanity does not learn from it’s history and seems doomed to repeat it. The repetition is a matter of awareness and the limitations of time. In a generation’s lifespan, the members may grow wise, yet before the knowledge can be shared to the young, the old face their demise, death. The younger generation are still learning, growing, developing -Emotionally Mentally Physically Spiritually. Learning from their mistakes until becoming Elderly also.. They too will pass, seemingly tragically too soon.. Clean rinse repeat, clean […]
Power Outage. Playing with Shadows on the Wall, Windowsill like a Crucifix. I remember ’17’. Nostalgia in the Dark. It WAS that BAD and all we had was each other and what we could do. Power Outage, lit by Candlelight. What seems important? Wondering When I Will Be Whacked, Singin’ Vaporized-Carbon-Stain Blues with my Battery Powered Clock, Cold Coffee, and Crackers.
I KNOW MY RIGHTS!!!
an Uncomfortable Note, circa 1994 by ted giffin Let’s settle this like civil neanderthals. Do you drag your women around by the hair? Cro-Magnon, perhaps? Do you wear a hood? Be my executioner. Step up the guillotine, public stoning public lynching, ascending…with my pez dispenser of XANAX. Cliche fiery melancholic artist, clueless, a Rebel without a Clue. I am like a bull. I see RED and I CHARGE! Do you see red? The difference between us? You are a Misanthrope whereas I […]
Chased by Demons, circa 1994 by ted giffin Billy Club, Bloody Nose. Jump the Gun. Gold-digger. LIAR THIEF CHEAT! Hypocrisy. (internal voice) Hemlock, Try Hemlock 🙂 Going overboard, I am a dream. What Happened? What did I say? Police Brutality.unethical.bluffing.running from myself. sleepwalking.fantasy.. DECAF, TRY DECAF! extortion hush money. untrustworthy bastard. All is Fair in Love and War. I don’t care, sweet apathy, sweet revenge, eternal sleep R.I.P I am not your punching bag, your martyr. The Crown of Thorns cuts my […]
Humanity is Barbaric. Our Species Doesn’t Dominate the Rest by Accident, by Being Nice. Our Baseline Is Being Monstrous. To say, ‘Oh, the Humanity’ Assumes Being Compassionate, Which We ARE NOT. Conversely We are Rooted in Slaughter, Mayhem, and Chaos. a Low Bar is Set. Peace is the Exception, Not the Rule.
FEAR + HATE= an Exponential Juggernaut. FAITH – LOVE= NIL.
Artist- Ted Giffin - Musician 