Monday mornings are bleak poems Words of despair Rhymes regarding the tragedy of responsibility Soul crushing prose packs a black belt’s kick Each stanza a death march into the concrete jungle Cluttered basement office in an Art Deco skyscraper Gleaming steel and gargoyles made of stone Bored by my misery like an apathetic Feudal lord... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Owner-X, Cosmic Criminal
Drunken revelers soiled the city streets polluted bloodstreams got them acting like scattering ants avoiding a child Celebrating three decades ago when cable news extinguished God to appease politicians who prayed for our worship I stuff my backpack with contraband Bukowski, Bradbury and The Bible A rusty revolver and damaged ammo Forbidden by a faceless... Continue Reading →
ANGER AT THE END OF THE WORLD 