Straitjacket Breakout

Straitjacket Breakout

Thoughts rushing thru’, colliding mind meteors

Shattering into sparks, falling cold iron drops

Shivering emotions from the metallic rain

My mind of insane that frequently reigns

I’m the berserk cat that runs around towards nowhere

In abstraction my reality is surreal

The danger of cracked personality

Terrified I’m becoming a shattered mentality

I’m looking at beauty to bring me focus

Or the toxic fumes of crazy will confuse that visibility

My normality of tense attrition

Trying to erode my spirit thru’ nihilistic perdition

Blinking eyes that strive for balance

Reflect my mind in a dance with chaotic randomness

So light is dawning because that’s the story of life

Unpredictable survival and adaptation aligning with the vectors of logic and so avoiding strife

Kissed by Minerva

Kissed by Minerva

In the creative realm sitting under Minerva’s elm

Infusing the imagination poison

Wracking emotions and four seasons is her toll

Drink it in and feel the extreme

Once found you’ll always be bound

Happiness and heartbreak then sadness

Pushing towards overwhelming

The fight to remain onside when there’s nothing welcoming

I swim in the realm of emptiness

The curse of the goddess temptress

For she sees only the purity of expression

Artistic obsession rejecting hedonist ambition

Dark curtain of melancholy imagination

Synapses firing in an extreme reach for exhaustion

Sadistic pleasure is her test and measure

Sleep and calm is for the weak declares Minerva as she makes me her treasure

A Halloween Song

A Halloween Song

The fright on Halloween mayn’t be what’s seen

Pretty faces that smile and stay awhile

Relaxed and comfortable you’ll take that treat

The hand of horror reaching behind to attack and defeat

Their eyes are sirens screeching loud

But you don’t see them in the crowd

Happily partying they’re looking for prey

Cracked minds with devouring faces that seek to slay

Come the real predators with sweet tongues

You’ll be flattered and vulnerable hearing happy songs

Look closely and see a reflection of you

In calculating eyes that want to draw out your life’s brew

And how close they are inside your lager

Sister, brother, mother or father

Friends that are foes all with seething destructive minds

Don’t drink or eat the sweet melting candy or heady wines

Hug’s Witness

Hug’s Witness

When you witness love, the angels have come to visit

When mama accepts your choice unconditionally, that’s Liberty

See it in her eyes she wishes it were different

But she knows her daughter’s life is the individual right

The sublime moment is magic come to life

It’s the light that destroys a world filled with darkness’s blight

There’s no time in the world of justice and good

It’s the realm of heaven in a divinity’s sight

Such a moment I’m fortunate to witness

Feeling their emotions which makes us human spirits

For love transcends rules and commands

For the logic of hating the good is an evil stand

Yet that’s what’s widely spread

See ‘twas two girls and ones’ mother

Introduction and at the end such a tight hug

Her mama showed and, they cemented love’s bond that’ll live forever

An Unpainted Fence

An Unpainted Fence

Remember when rap declared “America we love you!”

When from the depths of oppression MLK always declared “We”?

And no president ever apologized for who we are

When sport was where politics became something afar

There was fighting in Vietnam and it wasn’t a dream

We’d won the race to the moon and proved it wasn’t a balloon

The war was cold and getting damn old

The body bags were mounting and protests were counting

Inflation was the rage and that was no elation

Nixon went from tricky-Dickie to disgraced in a jiffy

We sang hallelujah in Alabama and I kissed Tallulah

Wallace was shot and that gave us no solace

I look back remembering that Southern blue sky in July

All those Fourth of Julys when regardless everyone wouldn’t by shy

The Star Spangled Banner would ring out and the flags would fly

There wasn’t a dry eye anywhere my sweet apple pie

Rise Above

Rise Above

Absolutism resides only in reason

The sole epistemology for every season

All else requires trust or faith

The bases that propagate the authoritarian state

Separation of politics from the irrational

Given birth by the Framers of our Constitutional

To recognize that it’s the individual not the identity

Combined with a rationally taught mind that’ll hold sacred Liberty

In the depths of oppression this message was taught

Martin Luther King jr to Washington his message brought

To destroy hatreds and see how humanity can live in joy

He understood well both sides’ emotions that could destroy

United, wrapped in one flag that frees

Singing our anthem that raises us above the trees

Look upon the graves at Arlington

They too fought for Liberty, not destruction

Within Narrow Straits

Within Narrow Straits

The fight because they claim to be right

The way you are aesthetically declares

You’ll receive admirers, critics and stares

Outside of the conventional walking stairs

Take two or three steps at a time and you’re out of line

This analogy of identity marks you outside of mentality

You’ll discover rigidity away from New York City

Self-righteous criticism is a liberty

Individualism isn’t a mesmerizing cataclysm

It abides by the natural laws of reason

It’s difference that causes the eruption of fear

Illustrating the insecurities of those who jeer

Endeavor to discover the coverings’ mind

In rational minds the sublime’s always trying to find

With the underpinning of reason as your guard

You’ll be able to distinguish the chaff from the chard

Reversal

Reversal

History teaches philosophy thru’ the lesson of reality

The metaphysics of logic that recognize the inanimate

Vulnerable to the living possessing the will of destruction

Hatred of history is an irrational emotion

Bad education is the validation of feelings

Requiring the world to revolve around your recitations

Purity the dimension of Utopian fiction

Minds rearranged to act dystopian

So destroy what offends and allow nothing to bend

Morality becomes relative and always justified is the end

Into the whirlpool of self-pity sews the vacuum

Raises the demagogue and self-centered whim

The treading backward from civilization into the arms of brutality

You’re no longer the individual but an apparatchik of tribalism

Feels good that sense of belonging infusing altruism

Then it’s too late, you’re the scapegoat in the collective for nihilism

Salvation?

Salvation?

Oh my aching soul that lies crying on coals

I’ve frozen out the fire and the tears on the ashes are cold

Happiness stands with her back of solid stone

I’m abandoned and alone from destiny’s ice thrown

Belief brings comfort but to me that’s merely seeking shrift

The admitting to unearned guilt about which there’s nothing gilt

Absolution sought for nothing bought

A mindset cess created leaves a mess

We end up all together as lifeless matter

Back into eternity from where we started our journey

Does life begin at conception after sin?

That’s the declaration of religion on life’s origin

But truly we’re told we were known before we were born

Optimistically were never dead

You’re going to live forever with aunt Fred

Ain’t that a thought to dread

Justice for Reason

Justice for Reason

Partisan may be sweet as marzipan

But the universe demands justice rules the clan

Disobedient Man has arrogant belief he can

Sway the laws that govern a turning fan

It’s taught that whim and wish is morality

But the law of reality destroys that superficiality

So love’s an emotion of want not need

Rational desire ensures that creed

Yet despite the annals of history

Man’s determined that peace remains a mystery

Hanging on to the beliefs of ascendants

Tradition condemns to repeating precedents

Clear the slate and disrespect those late

You’re the living and must determine your fate

Justice has no power for it’s the irrational that uses force

Reason exists and disobeying sets you on a tearful course

Anon

Anon

Feel the jagged edges of between the molecules

Nothing certain but happiness and sadness at the same time

Suddenly you’re in that dimension and feel allegation

The finger of life in your direction that you’re an alien

Unwittingly fighting in the psychological subterranean

Trying to remember the step that slipped up

Ironical that the only up is a decline

Face the facts separates your mind into chemical lines

There’s nothing physical for tit’s the will chronicle

Testament to failure or difference regardless, it’s a dead end

How to find the molecules that bind

That’ll raise me up and I’ll walk without a shroud

Is this punishment for what’s been done in a past life?

Punishment and reward are such nefarious types

And belief is surrender to fear

Maybe one day an answer will appear

Barbie’s Tears

Barbie’s Tears

Smiling child under the light, in the gloom

None can see the future that’ll be her doom

Dolls her desire but they want to teach her how to make fire

Her teacher grins with the lust of a liar

Train her brain to hate and disdain

Life’s always filled with cold rain

Sacrifice is the creed and to be for you is to worship greed

Death is eternity but awaits you blessed certainty

Family praises for innocence and diligence

She’ll never feel love’s kiss but that’s a human weakness

Prisoner of religion or an ideology where humanness is a sin

No respect for life, for altruism’s rife

She keeps her feelings hidden; she’s seen them thrown from the rooftops

She knows she’s going to die because they cast her die

It’s been years now but still that human light makes her cry

Evil has made the reality of her world a monster lie

Clock Always Strikes

Clock Always Strikes

Time waves goodbye yet we view it as sublime

See a broken heart and it’ll take time we chime

Uncle Albert disclosed it’s a relative line

I like nine, it’s always a reason to wine and dine

Optimism bridges the schism between reality and a happiness chasm

Allows you to step into a mindset of romantic sunset

Get carried away like when you’re just married

That now is eternity and kookaburra calls for you only

Don’t you notice that warning in her voice?

That makes you happily laugh until you feel the darkness slap

The light’s always burn at the other Albert’s home

Lysergic acid’s never quiet or acrid

It’s a wry rum thing that’ll rattle and make you hum

Your call to get lifted from reality and the humdrum

Psychedelic colors and you believe you’re psychic

You’ll forget time’s no sidekick while your mind plays tricks

Gyration

Gyration

Don’t descend into the black pit

Those creatures found will terrify to the end of your wits

That slippery slope we know so well

The sight of the black hole of cold hell

Never close your eyes or you’ll drift into the limbo mist

Covering you as you can’t turn or twist

Ugly faces of the deadly evil creatures reaching to shred your soul

Their outstretched hands confusingly pretty, alluring and whole

Riding desperation and your mind’s no longer your friend

Emotions that collide between surrender and prayer

To fight thru’ time neither day or night

You can’t see the end in sight and there seems no point

This nihilism that strikes from within feeling like a shattering dream

It’s real and you can’t awake, but must get thru’ this horrible scene

Physical escape is to cut and bleed

Transfer to reality where the sun shines and stitches are your need

Empires of Illusion

Empires of Illusion

The serpents are out slithering about

The fall from Eden in blazing spot lights

How often the con in iconic delight

Reality always refracted and our eyes see the desirable sight

So accuse human nature for that’s your right

But moral courage’s a choice and sublime’s also our trait

From iconic to ironic the inevitable turn of the world

Those that have accused are the ones that have abused

Politics’ in every facet of life

Subliminal or explicit, our minds must be guarded from strife

Watch the popular icons fall and witness their stands were phony

When they beg forgiveness give them a look cold and stony

Debase the culture of role model

Destroy the pretense of celebrity doll

Hear the cries and see the suicides

Even unscathed won’t leave you without scars

Imagine Be Damned

Imagine Be Damned

The fear’s throughout, permeated without any doubt

Panic is the constant so shut out any argument

Revise the story that Holden found out

Promote the faerie tale that the rye grows tall and stout

No consequences is reality and you’ll always find safety

The catcher hidden, resides waiting with arms open

Always jump and you’ll fly, landing safely in the rye

This obedience to nonsense is the danger of imagining no consequence

Cocooned from cradle to first saddle leaves really no riddle

One mind is the trained deaf kind

Cognitive dissonance the rock, without which there can be no stock

The solution is sameness and nobody permitted difference

Politics of destruction requires aesthetic collusion

Arise this modern Khmer Rouge with violence their solution

A primitive answer to ideological challenge

The circle always rounds and death will abound

Liberation in Confidence

Liberation in Confidence

How do I get the screaming out my mind?

Time means nothing when you can see everything unwind

Seize confidence and let it flow

Hate the tension that corrupts and you’ll know

Regret is the demon from doubt

Hatred for fear the kiss of release

So raise confidence until you’re despised

True freedom will carry you high

Fight against emotion directed by your jailer, inhibition

Embrace extreme emotion that coincides with reason

Regardless, the soft bed of virtue will love you

The passion will be humanness that ends in happiness

I’m the naïve lover of sublime human nature

I recognize the evil that the irrational nurtures

Liberation is within mind

Moves from screaming to a song for all mankind

Between The Octaves

Between The Octaves

The pitch moves and the ivories sing

Each time I hear, I remember your ring

Nurtured from birth to listen and sing

I realize I never appreciated your ring

Time and memories pull the strings

Youth and ignorance deny appreciating things

It’s always tears that express yearning

That now I know and want to show but its long been evening

You saw my soul because you gave me life

I can’t change that I delivered also strife

You’ll never know that I’m like you after all

You left too soon and I was on my own

But I see you in my hands

I hear your music in my bands

The poetry and music would make you smile

Perhaps more than when you performed at night after miles

Emotion’s Curse

Emotion’s Curse

When anger turns in, the hatred comes out

Loading the loathing for frailty and weakness seen

Reflections of self-disgust and that’s nothing august

How far is the seething until you attack or cut until bleeding

Witness stupidity, the lack of common sense

Enough to anger until insanity and definitely incense

But guard that temper for it’s not your friend

Those seconds of destructive emotional release is a fiend

The world that exists is not an unrelated mist

Self-centered causes that sacrifice others will raise fists

Walking the trip wire of emotionalist decision or reaction

Never will a kiss be found, but regret, the curse

So vice taps our shoulder and seduces

Welcome mind altering substances or lecherous abuses

Headed towards self-destruction and seeing only mortality

“What’s the use”, is the final banality

Also Me

Also Me

Am I a foreigner or wanderer come home?

I’m embraced and slapped in a country I’ve long known

Israel’s not easy for an Anglo like me

But so many Israelis melt the harshness in me

A country that really is like it’s purported to be

Toughness with a kindness they dislike being told I see

I’m different I know in every category

But that’s been my soul everywhere from the time I was three

Sometimes I wonder where my home is

For I’ve never stayed long enough perhaps

My heart still floats like a searching bumble bee

But my life was saved here and now I’ve no place else to be

I don’t ask questions about existence

For that leaves you with endless curiousness

I accept we’re all part of Nature

And it’s love with passion that’s the best future

An American Tree

An American Tree

Don’t weep for the indomitable spirit that stands

Despite being hit, determinedly standing strong in the land

Bleeding but feeling the stars and stripes all over

In the face of evil the furnace of patriotism burns white hot

Love for one’s country must be rational and is nurtured slowly

It arrives one day and we’re defined

Realizing that we have Liberty

Realizing we’re in the Land of the brave and the free

The journey to getting where we have to be

An Example to others that reach out for individuality

“It’s the Individual stupid” that ought to be every election’s key

Unlocking the shackles that hold back happiness’ glee

This the mission of any rational philosophy

To defeat the tyrant and those that seek to make anyone property

But beware and don’t mess up

The demons of collectivism and the yoke of mysticism are never in despair

Radicalized

Radicalized

Bright boy with sun shining and future strong

Mother shuns him and in confusion he views the world as wrong

Mother loves him and he sees the world as his song

To sing as he pleases, to fleece and use, satisfyingly the day’s long

No matter the chatter that clutters the gutters

He notices those others and mentally marks their shutters

To seek to find and be wanted by a similar kind

His world isn’t multi-colored but a certain hue to which those others are blind

Difference turns to dislike and he’s always done as he likes

The ticking count down is the sound he hears now and, is that boy at the dyke

Higher and higher he climbs, in his mind he’s reaching to God

Hatred becomes the emotion he loves and he wants to kill as done by heaven above

Hell is incidental for he sees evil is the People

Perfection and cleanliness are his devotional

It’s time to eradicate the world of the vermin

Murder to suicide enacts his sermon

Humanity’s Still

Humanity’s Still

Where conventional is worn like a natural cloak

Then there’re the others where the fit is a yoke

Mindsets that don’t see what is apparently

A sight, a sub-culture that misses those damn trees

How ironic that in humanity, eccentricity's viewed as an oddity

Yet, mechanically an engine without, is an impossibility

See how erroneous is normative humanity?

Once more Nature demonstrating a lack of perspicacity

Surely reason can one day rule rather than emotion

A declaration that’d even surprise its recognizer’s devotion

For Aristotle knew well human nature

As did the United States Founding Fathers in their nomenclature

Deductively; eccentric, unconventional or odd, call it what you will

The cement in the wall that binds humanity still

And then the emotions that create humanity’s still

Contemplate our present and, imagine a future by really thinking when sitting still