Preying on the truth

politics sets the trap

Isolating fact from fiction

always on attack

 

Their circles non-concentric

each area zero-sum

To tempt your fate with poison bait

—never to become

 

(The New Room: July, 2022)

Parasites never worry

about the host

Sucking out the lifeblood

—spitting on the corpse

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

 

Thoughts once spoken

the bottle open

Genie tenured

—reentry closed

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

Do you believe consciousness

a free state

Choice empowering the moment

strong

Neurons firing at your

discretion

Time unencumbered

—reality won

 

(The New Room: August, 2022)

 

Laughter hides more dread than tears

joy conceals a lasting fear

Fate to haunt each moment wished

—love beguiled with every tryst

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

Some rocks you don’t turn over

some tales you never tell

 

Some lights you never throw the switch

—some broth you never chill

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

You’ll get where you’re going

—if you don’t go too fast

 

(Kit Carson: May, 1850)

After midnight

the pendulum stalls

Chimes to deaden

as darkness calls

A clanking chain

the haunt begins

Till daylight threatens

—the shadows dim

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

 

He was vulnerable

 only in the present

The past and future self-deposed

their fantasies atoned

Moments claim unto themselves

a singular refluence

Strength unnumbered past the count

—battle lines rezoned

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

She’s familiar…

ain’t that the blues

 

(The Main Point: March, 1972)