Rantings Diversified

there were others there
I watched as they walked through the
life they thought they had
as if they were just passer-bys
I looked at their boots and their pickups and thought
that maybe this is the shit
thank God someone slapped me
back
to reality
she smiled at me
and
I walked there
it was a long walk
down that asile
an asile that brought forth
a question
a question
of life and reality

I know most look away when confronted
kick his ass I say
take it by the ear and throw it
outside
people tend to listen when you have them by the ear

when one is done
get over it

I find things are easier

in a
form that works
in the staggered world of
not well structured sentences

for me
when it’s all over
I move like a dancer
Well
shitpissfuckCAN’Tcocksuckermotherfuckertits
it’s been that kind of…
Let’s dance like it’s
today

better idea….

let’s go for a walk
the trails and woods
of PA have an allure
that died           in me
but
Ha!
they’re still there and I
still find them
a peace and pleasure
a quiet thing full of game

bang bang
full tummy
dead bird…Hey!  One of us has to win
I give thanks every
time
By the way, I don’t drink their blood
but I have

the revolution that will overturn
the urban skank
shall not be televised
The revolution shall not be televised
He says this with a
Tomahawk in hand
in his hand is a symbol
of the history of the land
one wonders if as he uses this tool
he knows
it’s use
a bloody neck hanging from it’s spine
by a thread
was the
original thought
but he chops wood
hard wood

a passing thought
has to do with whether or not
he uses the Katana
in defense
in defense of what?
she’s there
and he is here
and all this crap can be replaced

Now you know what happens on a Saturday Night
Special

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