either way

funny funny funny

screamed at my eyes and maybe it is

or i’m selectively blind

or a sociopath because it’s funny

to them but not me

‘funny funny funny’

i scream then get weird looks

because you can’t say it’s funny unless

you’re a psychopath

or maybe it was my staring

in expecting acceptance

because i’m selectively blind

and I can’t see what’s

funny funny funny



the grammar and all that

what annoys you mr ihategrammatical flaws?
whats that miss theapostrophehaslaws?
‘hes right to hate’ you say?
oh well you can both fuck right off
if you think im gonna lay
with your shitty rules of
omg that lacks clarity!

you understood what was said
so how bout you get off your high horse
and join us in going ahead
with progress – or stop internetting your e-hoarse
meaningless screams and progress a little.

oh and ‘cunt’ is one of the most profound little
words in our vocab. at least you got somewhere.

In This New World (performed poetry)

Welcome to the new world
of the social species
where you can relieve yourself the burden
of shaking hands and hugs on meeting.
create a self and invent yourself
for the world to see
and disregard those physicalities.

I mean, who really likes listening to the
problems of strangers?
But it’s okay if it’s listings of rantings in writing
and liking is liked like a sympathetic ear,
or an ironic jab at our failings.

There are people in this new world
and friends…
Who knew we had so many friends?
And who knew how easy a social life could be
for those of us socially inept
but adept to avoidance of commonalities,
when involved are physical bodies.

Such-and-such is typing
is the body language to aid conversation,
for bodies are redundant
And conversations hold a certain
archived in a second brain,
we can abandon that dated concept of
and progress.

But it makes me sad to think
that we may no longer
set to reminiscing
over a bottle of wine
and think of that time
or that person we’re missing
In this new world.

No longer will we say
after a failed anecdote
‘You really had to be there’
for anyone is anywhere
with print-screen and post.

And no longer will we feel
we had a profound sense of place and being,
for anyone is everywhere
In this new world.

A little or a lot, whatever,
just regress.
Indulge more in those movements
beyond the quick ticking clicking of fingers.
Where after departure, the lips of a lover
still lingers.
Where a hug can dissipate all problems and worries
even temporarily,