No More

revealed October 28, 2009

The money people have spoken.
They have wanted me to die.
They preserved the one that was broken.
After I looked him in the eye.

I could not forgive what he did.
He killed my friend and shot me.
My divine true love ran away.
My stalker is so pretty.

So I will not buy apparel from Nike.
I will not purchase any more Crocs.
Nothing more from Under Armor.
Not even a pair of socks.

Pick up your cross and follow me.
But please don't get too close.
I really don't trust any of you.
You stole a seminal dose.

The music can set you free.
If you can only act like a child.
The hungry wolf was playing.
When the balance was getting wild.

I saw the throne on the water.
The greatest vision of all time.
But you were capable of nothing.
Except setting me up for more crime.

The Reaper I became
And Reaper is what I still am.
I now love being the Reaper.
So much more than a good Sam.

The sins you commit are yours.
Don't Panic and Don't Blame Me.
I figured this out a long time ago.
The afterlife is where I long to be.

There I will receive what deserve.
Ice Cream in which I will swim.
Ladies who know how to love.
As I fill above the rim.

Does anyone question the outcome.
Of what happens when you fail to plan?
God laughs when you plan anyway.
His adversary takes ahold of what she can.

California Girls

placed in blogosphere on August 6, 2009

California Girls

Oh, how I hate thee
You think you are so terrific
With your revolutionary weight loss schemes
And your movies loosely-based on my life
With albums not-so-loosely based
Your five pounds of make-up
Fake tits
Talking about how spiritual you are
In front of cameras
So you can be more popular

You shake your ass at me
Show me your cleavage
But cannot spare a sandwich
Or you tell me you cannot talk
At any time for over eleven years
Because your boyfriend
Will get jealous
You don't even miss
What you could have had
You want me to go to your party
But you have no time for mine
Convince yourself I was the one with the bad attitude
You can panic now

Maybe if I shoot you
Just to see if God will protect you
The same way He protected me
We will really see
Who is right
And who is wrong
Once and for all

A Dirge for Druanna the Realist

placed online on July 27, 2009

Druanna!

Is it just your head that is in the clouds?
Or are you a complete airhead?
I remember speaking with you last Winter
I recall you saying "I get it"
A hundred times
It was a terrific phone call
And I remember you telling me
"You Rock!"

I also remember how you told me
How much you wanted your son
From your first marriage back in your life.
I told you it would happen
And I told you how to do it.

About five months later
It happened, and even I got a little choked up
And I did my best to congratulate you
And let you know there were some things to still keep in mind
And then you forgot about me
I was sure you would be sensitive enough
And grateful enough to make some time for me
Especially while I was recovering from the Staph
For over two months.

I could not have made it more obvious
What I wanted from you
But in sixty days, you could not make one for me
Unless you consider your reference
To the One in your Tarot deck
An adequate reward
For helping to restore your family

You are extreme density
So perceptive about the worlds all around us
But unable to understand your own physical body
That manifested some serious symptoms
Because you got a lot fatter
Since you put your husband's ring on

After you die
You will spend time in a pain amplifier
That will recreate my pain exponentially
To make it clear to you what it means to be me
And the penalty for being a user
A taker
A new age web mistress
And a phony

ISIS: A poem I wrote for another poet

in forty-five years and half

no one has done what you have

you showed me someone can reciprocate

based on trust earned in one night

everyone else has told me they wanted more

all others wanted to know why

I was not more successful

they never told me they believed in me
that they trusted me

the way you did
is it just because you needed me?
was it just because you were tired?
do you perceive me as the lesser of evils?

did you begin to resent me because
I wanted you to get better?
when everyone else takes more from me than they give

is it any wonder I am stuck in my car?

it is difficult to put into words

the gratitude I feel towards you

whether I see you again on this side

or the other

God knows what you mean to me

all my other friends seem like

a wheel barrow of talk now

Get To Know Me - Version 2.0

Same name, different poem for July 24, 2009

I am Jewish
Which makes me negative
I am Jesus
Which makes me positively your King twice over
I am Islamic
Which makes me neutral
Because I know that even I am nothing without God
I am not a robber
I have been robbed
I am not a killer
The Reaper is far beyond that
I understand Death
Without having died
I see myself screaming from every rooftop
My face looks back at me
Every way I turn
My fans are in Heaven
And floating along the curb
You all want a piece of me
And I want peace from you
I inspire those in the halls of power
The ivory tower
And even the bedroom
I am the Lion King
And brother cigarette dispenser
The look of paralyzing venom
The taste of lemonade
The voice of pain
The sound of the concrete jungle
The touch of the divine
The broken heart
I know you
I understand you
But I do not understand your hesitance
To find me
Right next to you
For so many years

Ramsau 3058

written a few years before the posting on July 21, 2009

Commander Radick rose from his endo-chair
He spoke transfixed in a thousand meter stare
"Volunteer for today's action, if you dare
Today we engage the enemy: Ghost Bear
This bloody war has lost the meaning of fair
I seek to surprise them, catch them unaware
Siege the command post and extinguish them there
Kerensky's promise fulfilled this day, I swear
Summon technicians and tell them prepare
Heavy 'mech binaries with laser hardware
If you embody honor in this affair
The the fruits of victory we all will share
Now fight to the finish and never despair
Ramsau will be ours when we all take the square
Destroy everything in sight. Strip this rock bare
Leave nothing for salvage and none to repair
We pilot expertly.  Our aim does not err
Our warriors are best; no one can compare
Soon the Wolf Clan's might and skill all will beware
When word of our conquest fills the morning air."

I Have No Friends

written and posted July 17, 2009.  Dedicated to Victoria

I HATE YOU ALL
NOW GO TO HELL
YOU RESPECT ONLY MONEY
I HAVE NOTHING TO SELL
YOUR PRAYERS ARE MEANINGLESS
TO THE BOTTOMLESS PIT
SO MANY CHANCES
I MIGHT AS WELL QUIT
A HEAP OF ADVICE
IS MEANINGLESS TO ME
NOT A SINGLE ONE OF YOU
UNDERSTOOD THE TREE
ARE YOU ALL THE WHORE
ON THE DOWNWARD SLANT?
WHO WHEN TOLD WHAT WAS REAL
REPLIED I WANNA HELP
BUT I CAN'T
HELP ME MOVE WOULD HAVE MADE SENSE
BUT YOU SIT IN MY CHAIR
OR SIT ON A FENCE
THE LONGER YOU TOOK
THE WORSE IT GOT
POINT THE FINGER IN THE MIRROR
AND FIND THE SPOT
WHERE YOU ARE EMPTY
AND SO AM I
I REFUSE TO SUBMIT
TO ANYONE WHO FAILED ME
WE'RE ONLY HUMAN
BUT WHAT ABOUT ME?