The Poet Laureate of the common man. His current publications, scheduled readings, daily dalliances, links to his books and whatever seemingly clever thought Bee wants to share
From the upcoming book, “Delusive Moments.”
“You alright buddy? You look like your nut sac was just deflated,” Gus sounds off his heartfelt concern.
going to the pharmacy and over hearing the person in front of me asking for some Plan B also known as marriage material
I’ll help her erase me from her memory,
That’s what being a jackass and the douche bag tendency has been about,
It hasn’t been about me and my selfishness, it’s a roundabout route to altruism.
I’m just really caring or at least forethoughless to the fullest on purpose, for a greater good.
The awful drunkenness, thievery and petty assaults I’ll make her witness are simply insurance,
It’s best not to leave anything to chance when it comes to self defeatism.
(and then it continues for a few more stanzas.)
A few of us stubbornly flick off the asterisks of troubling hangovers and cower in the shadows of reality.
What the hell do prescription medicines expect from me when they advise me to, “Limit alcohol use while taking” them? That’s like a comedian asking me to limit my laughter while in the audience or a stripper asking me to maintain eye contact with them while they “Dance.” Let’s be real and practical for shit’s sake.
Try having these thoughts…
The people that believe getting rid of guns would end violence
Must be the same people that advocate castration as a means to end sexual assaults.
There’d probably just be a bunch of frustrated eunuchs stabbing people—mainly women.
I tire of your pansexual parade.
Labiaology (few lines from new poem)
Vaginas are the only thing to survive a nuclear blast.
Imagine millions of disembodied vaginas
strewn about the landscape after the mushroom cloud.
Enough
Even in Seattle,
There’s not enough
Rain
To wash away the
Pain.
Even in the Puget Sound
You can’t get wet
Enough
to wash away the
Regret.
Even in the northwest,
There’s not enough
intelligence
To figure out what’s
Best.
Even in Washington
There’s not enough
weed,
To give you the high that you
Need.
