The Big Get Even
Perhaps it was too much
for the Sindicate to accept
such a substantial loss
Understandably upset
they put out
a 24 hour contract
on poor Leon
their number one suspect
Goons with prison haircuts
packing serious heat
under ponchos and anoraks
were scouring the streets
Toads a’ croaking
The sugarcane high
Fools rushing in
Where angels fear to fly
Doors broken
Blown open
Eucalyptus trees
Thrown asunder
In the white hot thunder
Of a cyclonic breeze
The contradiction
within creation
a perpetual balancing act
with the disharmony
of destruction
That spark of oblivion
as sharp as a knife
From every dimension
in every direction
a never ending question
Salvador Dali whispering
. . . “Everything
that is contradictory
creates life.”
Conformity is death
Imperfection breeding strife
Continue reading “Contra Versia”
For the children
of a grand delusion
forever dreaming
For those hurting
through all the pain
and the loathing
who fell chasing
a dragon’s tail
The glittering gift
of a burnt offering
four sheets to the wind
under the full sail
of a fevered imagination
Junk in school
Junk on the street
Junk is lurking
every place
that people meet
There’s nowhere safe
Can you stand the heat?
Best be cool
and fast on your feet
Junk that cheats
and is hard to beat
D.R.;
After a fatal incision
of self infliction
I attended the autopsy
of humanity high on LSD
It was a questionable decision
. . . but that’s just me
The event was well advertised;
“Come witness the Mystery and
Rebellion at the World Famous
⭐ CARNIVAL of CARNALITY ⭐
~ Where The Flesh Is Weak
And The Clowns Are Hungry!”
I followed the money trail
That sap laden root of evil
Through the land of Mordor
To the heights of Mount Doom
Only to discover
Under a shadow of gloom
The dark arts of Sauron
Veiled behind the illusion
Of a philanthropic institution
Euphemistically referred to as
A reproductive health foundation
For Those Missing In Reaction
In the darkest of jungles
I’ve hunted & collected
black market creatures
spawned from the crooked deals
of the well healed and concealed
criminal classes
riding high with Pablo & Carlos
in an altered cosmos
where the likes of Escobar
is some kind of super star
and heartbroken mothers
are left to clean up the mess
forever counting the cost
M.M.;
——- we who occupy ourselves
——- fear the rainbow
——- in our shadows
who dares measure the contours
of Placebo Town?
the kingdom outside the Placebo Walls
— the lunatic fringe —
I had just checked in
to the Surfer’s Paradise
Hawaiian Motel
and was defrosting slowly
with a block of black ice
and a bottle of Wild Turkey
when the news broke …
the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll
that Brylcreem Adonis
had gone to meet eternity
He could rhythm & blues
the whole jail house block
at the Heartbreak Hotel
in his blue suade shoes
Elvis “the Pelvis” Presley
He could even
gospel his way
to the edge of reality
Heaven’s pearly gates
now blown straight to hell
A pill overdose?
Or perhaps
a Cheeseburger Deluxe
was the guilty party?
Time will surely tell
as the red neon
of a No Vacancy sign
flickers on
at the Surfer’s Paradise
Hawaiian Motel
