Off to my right somewhere deep within a void of empty space time lapse shifting gears reverse I can hear voices silly chatter from Pretty Girls silly chatter that is reminiscent of days gone by like a sledgehammer coming down on me slamming against my brain opening old wounds the ones hidden deep inside wrapped tightly …
Category: Beat Generation / Wise Ass
Heaven, Hell Or Limbo
I don’t know what God stands before me and can’t recite the prayers that slip through fingers bead to bead saints to sinners Act of Contrition is a fear factor while at the end of the day my indiscretions are my own chipping away at the norms, man made rules and regulations yet my heart …
Chris Matthews Throw Me A Life Line
Heard the words steam roller blow out walking on a branch already broken and the monsters of men want to challenge the path I have already chosen - what's a non gender bender supposed to do? And, and I look to you as a knight in shining armor - and the villain on the tracks …
Red Vinyl
Static New York accents float With abrasive intent throughout the diner – Burnt smoky bacon thick cut it with a knife smell Fills the air bouncing off cracked Half-assed some kind of repair Duct tapped red vinyl booth seats Screaming 1950’s decor reminiscent of happier days Attaching its vibration to anyone that happens to be …
Free Wheeling
I don't know man I'm drifting around kind of blurry eyed and every time I think I've got it right - every time I think there is a turning of the tide some asshole steps up and shines a bright light on all my hiding places And I am not sure if anyone cares and …
Hudson Line Blows
So we go out to this bar Saturday night sure thing Down on the west side Of the infamous Hudson River Blonde bombshell with crew and dark haired mystery woman Tapan Zee to the north GWB to the south Across the river a whistle On the Hudson Line blows smoke While flying by everyone waves …
Hat In Hand
...just hanging around hat in hand daze, wind blows a chill to the bone with a cup of java just waiting to be sipped ever so slowly...warmth seeps through the palms of my hands. Black and white, color Kodachrome sugar coated thoughts pop in and out of the 3rd eye of the mind just roll …
Straight To Hell
This is not the day you say for jumping off the beam tallest building bound to leave us breathless and without a cape or crown nothing special will come of it wrapped neatly in superstition and faith the new testament blows dust while the old told a much better tale kept the mind engaged fire …
I Want
I walk a fine line, a tight rope from polar vortex to polar vortex A non space in the middle troposphere that extends into the stratosphere Earthly fears never hold me back; I don't ever look back ...except when reminiscing over candle light I am a borderline narcissist as most of my friends; - but …
Trilby Yates 