Manic Beatnik Riffing

criteria anyone?


  The mistake he made was that he had a conscience. Others overstated his importance. Today, there are no such things as secrets …stress device diaries… Hiding, Not Revealing Your Position. INTELLIGENCE (turns me on) …the cameras… Who’s Counting? the MACHINES. We’re all in the Show. Defector- another Destroyer of Worlds. His Mistake was Having a Conscience, being a Pawn like the Rest of Us, Routine.


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.

Gray, Ashen.

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 []