Went to see the Oracle 

Spoons don’t bend when you over think  And I’ve over analyzed while being a dilated people I’m treacherous like Treach  Naughty by nature  And nurtured to be grain and wheat While the world becomes gluten intolerant Busted reminder of the mind bender  And a toddler falls from the roller coaster He was tall enough but not mature enough  And we were dumb enough to let … Continue reading Went to see the Oracle 

Serious Inquiries of Random Variables 

Another bitter Friday where I’m still trying to tie the loose ends I’ve tripped on untied shoe laces  And found a new way to tie lace I’m intoxicated on cynar I’m extremely sour You’re extremely sour We’re all just waiting as patient as we can for the drinks to make us feel good  The kool-aid isn’t sweet enough I’m never good enough  I should hit … Continue reading Serious Inquiries of Random Variables 

Last Call, Scott Hall, and The Sweet Menagerie of Alcohol

Bad times don’t last But bad memories do Like a dead father or a murdered friend A rendezvous with hookers And traffic accidents where you manslaughter the onlookers Not trying to rhyme just wasting time until 245 am Then it’s to the Soul I go to scream my dashboard confessionals While those around me are trying to find strange  I’m just being strange A doctor … Continue reading Last Call, Scott Hall, and The Sweet Menagerie of Alcohol

The Waiting Game and Gomme syrup blues

I used to build cocktails Now I send invoices to Cocktail reps And sip the syrup that sweetens  The quinine or the quinquina  depending on the valley of the mountain that has no peak I’m blood drawn and exhausted Like an iron man without a decision It’s the boyhood dream to love  It’s the boyhood dream to reach the peak The pinnacle The apex Now … Continue reading The Waiting Game and Gomme syrup blues

Patiently Waiting on Probability 

Fifty fifty chance of losing my brain  And I’m supposed to smile today Blood test litmus test I’m acidic or just base I crank the bass of Novoselic And balance the harmony of Cobain As I pictures my dad’s brain on the front porch  Right near the spot my puppy died a decade before I’m snapping compliments to whores While eating slim jim’s for dinner … Continue reading Patiently Waiting on Probability