Freedom as Farce

The power we promised / But can’t deliver

Thank you, Numbers. Thank you.

So, have a good life. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Circular Wars

It’s easy to rise on the called-for occasion…

beware of dog

signs don’t help.

Still. Way. Too. Many. Limits.

White. European. Straight. Cisgendered. Wealthy. Males. For them – the sky’s the limit.

can’t we all just get along?

There once was a day they stormed Congress.

bottoms up

we might’s well drink the brew.

tempore vanitatis

measure the passing of our existence

worthless gods

If only Coleridge had given Okeonos to that Mariner of olden days…

it happens to everyone…

He worked hard to look strong

De-Bait

policy lures some

Social Media Diplomacy

We yell from both sides of the room
~ and only hear what echoes back
~ a world that’s only white or black

Correlation?

graphs mean nothing now.

Jagged Bones

I need you to see some flesh on the jagged bones of the life themes I’ve expressed in my poetry.

nightmare

Frogs, fingers,
“we only want you”
this poem becomes a witch’s brew

VIRUS

Reality is a harsh mistress.
She seems straight-up at first
but then she throws a curve
and a sharp angle. Downward.

Puppet Government

With eyes of ping pong balls
puppets are blind to the distress of the defenseless

T+ 5 Days: Recalibration

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Decision 2016, What’s a Progressive to Do?

I’ve got three half-written blog drafts in my box, because I keep thinking “I’m going to write something that’s not … More

Caveats

I make no claim of being more correct than another in theology or orthodoxy, and in no way will I intend to belittle or judge anyone else’s theology, orthodoxy, or lack thereof.