2021 February 14

After the National Guardsperson scanned my QR code, my drivers license, and asked me my birthday then read the legal liability disclaimer and I was next in line for a shot Earthgirl said for the fourth time today, seventh time two day total, I am utterly fascinated by this, and I agreed, planning, coordination, an efficiently tight operation after nine months of zoom meetings with bosses who were idiots before the plague, it…
National Guardspersons herding people through an amusement park’s giant parking lot of a cornfield maze of orange cones in freezing rain, the abandoned rides in the distance this weekend’s second finest metaphor abounding, the finest that neither me or Earthgirl could get a decent photo
When I go self-swab two times a week at Illhoptay signage warning me not to take photos everywhere, on Saturday at Six Flags I didn’t think to take photos and I looked Sunday for posted no photo signs and saw none, looked at the paperwork handed me, not a word about photos, I know Illhoptay a private business but I am telling you three times: Last Weekend in My Trained Complicity
Alternative theory not in opposition: we hike, we shop, we go to work in car or house, this felt like a freaking vacation, the first fucking unique, as in haven’t done *that* before day since how many months, years, before the plague?
Kettling and retraining reminds me of my kettling and retraining

2021 January 27

Fellow knobbotons…
I caught it, here, I’d say, here’s
the key the treeknob

shrine grab your beads now
and I stop to fix typo
gone Goons count on this

Seven of the thirteen
shrines installed since Giftmas’
(does that seven count?)

still breathing I want
snow the fuck is wrong with me
knobbuddies, it’s gone

2021 January 17

I will clean a pen
so when I don’t use it it
theoretically

would ink the tablet    
I don't have in my backpack 
along not with my   

malfunctioning pen  
I deeply strained my hamstring  
tripping on step stool  

saved my life, forehead 
melonwise split on endcap   
I am grateful to limp   

pleased I can still dodge   
but alerted: I never    
almost died tripping    

and twanged an ouchy    
like an old man with dry pens   
and inkless tablet  

2021 January 5

Faith cannot be bought
though fake belief can be smoked
but not if it’s not
cured in honest rot
slow-roasted in extra-hoaxed
faith of the tree knot
Zealots can be bought,
taught to hear each word spoken
as instruction not
faith, grifts’ full jackpot….
I’ve faith in trees, and my broken
faith is overwrought
but not for sale. Caught
paying for belief I joked
slap’s most when it’s not
My faith leaves a blot
in every hole ever poked
Faith cannot be bought
Find a free tree knot

2020 December 1

Obamapostasy
Obamagony
Obamallogory
Obamabasement
Obamabhorence
Obamapocalype
Obamacorn
Obamasshole
Obamalcoholic
Obamavalance
Obamasthma
Obamaccordian
Obamassassin
Obamapathy
Obamalarm
Obamabsolution
Obamappendix
Obamactuary
Obamassimiliation
Obamasphalt
Obamapple
Obamarchive
Obamarsenal
Obamarsenic
Obamadjudication
Obamarrest
Obamapoliticalization
Obamadvocate
Obamagnostic
Obamapologest
Obamattack
Obamanchorites
Obamarmageddon
Obamargonaut
Obamaerosol
Obamabsolutes
Obamarrogance
Obamarriviste
Obamawooga
Obamagain

2020 November 27

Awooga to Me
Daily: boxes still, not snakes
like I promised me

Like I promised me
daily, still not caught again
awooga to me

ignored, unpunished
my awooga, what do cops
call their sonic farts

Jeff. If I don’t read
me the day after writing
abandoning all

but awooga, read &
revise sub-awooga be
my buried awoog

a point jeff: Jeff need
don’t publish any awoo
ga before I don’t

publish old or new
awooga, don’t other do
ga-awoo & ga

wooa I’m Agoo
Pubblish this awuugu
obsoawoolete

2020 September 17

It’s gone this version
Dead live, human talent
limited infinite combination

See what I’m doing
two-thirds a finished haiku
but live the third line of the stanza as sloppily as my life

I always think more
what who reads me thinks than think
about what I wrote

Reprogammed three times
every voice I hear I don’t
see a mouth move I’m

one two three four five
reliable narrator
look at me counting

2020 September 8

Bet honest unhinged
beats unhinged surveyed programmed
disingenuous

Disinformation
here’s me disinforming me
seven syllables

unhinged from rhythm
but I can count good. Kayfabe
(you knew I’d say that)

say the truth out loud
though it goes against our faith
(I’m talking to me)

code-tapping on pipes
insider wink, sacrifice
negotiated

unhinged from promise
but – this is key – in on it.
I’m talking to me