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I Weary of These Infernal Patterns

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Distorted America Poem

President’s American liberty
(Overconsumption, avarice, gluttony)
Dresses in the “drag of security”
(This way there is no long term certainty!)

Xenophobia separates people
Making us fearful & much more tractable
Freedom, when wealthier, was our steeple
(Nouveau-wealth tell us lies un-factual!)

It is clear: to live in utopia
You must strive to see the other man’s side
It’s not as far as Casiopia
(Attempt to understand his crazy lies!)

Behind beheadings & predator drones
The wanton ideological killings
Are simple desires everyone owns
(Someone’s getting rich off of these ratings!)

To lubricate the larder for the rich
We fear other types of society
Buy military hardware like a bitch
(To maintain some bourgeois propriety!)

Suicide Masculinity Sonnet

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Man killed himself because he hated himself,
(His humanity & all its threads).
Blew himself to bits, on his fetish shelf
With the pretty things that peopled his head 

He couldn’t imagine himself getting
What he wanted, in this life of limits
(Culture & religions this abetting)
So he exploded -BOOM- (fucking dimwit) 

Auto-Immune Masculinity bane:
As Toxic as Ebola-Explosive
Drove this wanna-be “macho man” insane
His un-used sperm count was too corrosive

Toxic masculinity’s evil’s edge:
S’Created by tradition’s privilege

All Women Are Mothers

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To all the women who helped to raise me
My crazy mother: her sainted patience
The ones whom I dated with vanity
& Linda who tamed me with diligence

The mothers of my friends who understood
That I had to circle the selfish drain
Before becoming the man that I would
I had to inflict & suffer some pain

“Little girls,” pretty young women taught me
(Perhaps my daughters most surprisingly)
How to treat women with less calumny
Which men macho taught me misleadingly

All men are made completely of women
& their suppression is an ill omen

Morning Sonnet 8-10-15

  
The morning arrives, an un welcomed guest

Demanding attention, telling stories

Into their conflicts & feuds you are thrust

Each dawn brings you it’s own set of worries
The world never needs to know my feelings

My opinions of people’s shortcomings 

Do not need to infect all my dealings

& interfere with my life’s smooth runnings
Tolerating existence’s problems

And leaning from difficulties’ drama

Builds immunity, a special nostrum

That makes me just like the Dali Lama
I accept all the dawn’s difficulties

The tolerance that they build makes me free

The Future’s Unwritten Sonnet in 7



The future’s unwritten
We wander forward freely 
We’re rewarded or smitten
We must move ahead steely

Disasters or triumphs come 
Because that is how life is
What happens, comes & is done
Enjoy it for this is bliss

Blesséd texture of living
Comes in rough and smooth patches
No One pure luck is giving
Nor battens heaven’s hatches

We’re here today existing

The myth of G_d’s persisting*


*Can’t decide on final couplet, choose your favorite & tell me in comments: *While G_d’s myth’s persisting

Hard Day 5

My savage Ego
Imprisons my Id
This imbroglio
Is pride untamed, kid

So let the show go
And live with your faults
Live with what you know
Life can be a waltz

You’re fine as you are
No matter what’s said
You are going far
Try to keep your head

Someone bothers you
Ignore them my friend
Just bid them adeiu
Enjoy life instead

The world is littered
With meaningless folks
Don’t get embittered
Just laugh at the jokes

The irony is
That you’re a joke too
So laugh at this biz
Accept that you’re screwed

I’m having a blast
In this dizzy world
An iconoclast
into this life swirled

I’ll never forget
That life isn’t great
Others I must let
Their own planet make

It’s not about me
Or anyONE else
It’s pride that we flee
That prison of self