Jibber Jabber from a Jim Jam Jabberwocky

Non-sequential nonsense from a man with nothing left to lose, except his job.

Dirty Flunkies Are Apologetic

send yourself dirty love letters,
no matter how many homicides are on the news.

it is your day to shine through
last years apologetic shit ride.

treat yourself to some ice cream
and a willing partner.

life is full of flunkies.

in a world full of lovers nothing is free.
consciousness springs from hopeful chest.
under the water your sins burn bed sheets.
neuroses, a cloud of smoke, choking the ether.
I breath in, breath in burning eyes, past pained.
paying presently with future shattered desires.

Girl, don’t you know that all these rich old white men got monkey glands and Billy goat balls. These old bastards don’t never get enough. They want to have the whole world.

—Ralph Ellison- The Invisible Man

amused quackery disposes senses/ bloody streets bare trees  

I don’t want to dance at the white mans disco, I just want to freak out in the peoples garden.

that lecherous last hour before a three day weekend.

No Refunds.

I need to call my mom soon
but the television is no crystal ball.

the toaster is on
but no one has any bread.

run the blooper reel
my life is in the subtitles.

I can hear applause
in the walls of my
inner turmoil.

I need to sleep
but my coffin still ain’t hip.

this city promises so much
but it takes so much to carry on.

my mouth is open
but which trend do I speak?

I can hear applause
in the walls of my
inner turmoil.

I think I bought the wrong mask again.

No refunds
no refunds
no refunds.

Think You Got Something On Your Leg

sperm in a rocking chair
pipe smoking the sky
back and forth
drinking old day moonshine

photos scatter book
memories drift in haze
seems like yesterday
ejaculated into earth

nothing else to do
rock back and forth
waiting for dusk
waiting for dawn

just another sperm
who avoided the sock.

Another Bout Of Bad Writing By a Man Who Eats Vag Tables.

Bowel is tinkering with movement.
on facebook Gollum look-a-like children are all the rage.
the news is nothing more than the past in print.
but out dead weight carries us further out.
if someone tweets with no followers, does a recession lose balance?
rush hour traffic doesn’t know.
everyone is busy, no one is safe.
at long last a hero.
just kidding you’re reading a comic book.
look god, pig anus.
Revolution in cargo shorts!