Knot Your World

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12/27/2024

For all you young folk who haven't spent a lot of time in Hospitals, I'm happy for you. I'm hopeful that, by the time you're my age, you won't spend as much time in them as I have.

I Will Always Come For You

I will always come for you
If I have to sail the stars
I will comb the farthest reaches
I will bring back what is ours
It doesn’t have to be heroic
There’s no errand I’d eschew
I’d sit with you in silence
And I will always come for you

I remember back when we first met
I didn’t always feel that way
It wasn’t that you weren’t deserving
Just that level’s on delay
That kind of bond takes time to build
While we keep our feelings safe
Then through the years we’ve caught each other
Now, what you ask won’t even chafe

I will always come for you
If I have to sail the stars
I will comb the farthest reaches
I will bring back what is ours
It doesn’t have to be heroic
There’s no errand I’d eschew
I’d sit with you in silence
And I will always come for you

One night when I laid down to sleep
I blew away like leaves
I was swept out to the Oort cloud
And I wept within my dreams
I clawed and heaved and struggled back
To be there when you woke
I couldn't let you think I’d leave you
Willingly revoked

(middle 8)
Sitting with you in that tiny room
With all those tubes and wires and beeps
I looked up from the book I was reading
Relieved you were able to fall asleep
Just praying you would make it through this
Though I’m usually not the praying kind
Thinking how I’d just be so grateful
To get back to our boring grind

All these years I’ve been here with you
I’ve loved you all this time
Through dishes, laundry, bills and scares
And what we have still thrives
Sometimes I still get mad at you
I’m human, that’s not new
I’ll still cook your favorite meals
And I’ll always come for you

I will always come for you
If I have to sail the stars
I will comb the farthest reaches
I will bring back what is ours
It doesn’t have to be heroic
There’s no errand I’d eschew
I’d sit with you in silence
And I will always come for you

11/02/2024

Tumescence is My Favorite Word

Have you ever known a crafter
Did you see their mighty hoard
Did they show it with a dragon’s pride
Did you pass a magic ward
Was it floor to ceiling fabric
Was it boards along the wall
I bet that I can beat it
With the doggerel I scrawl

I like crafting poetry
And nothing yet has been a hit
Still I keep collecting words
Tumescence is my favorite
I love how it feels on my tongue
How something in my brain gets lit
When I ponder what it means
Tumescence is my favorite

My true love masters dungeons
All my kids are gamers too
A dice collection has my spouse
In every shape and size and hue
The kids have all controllers,
Consoles, wires and TV screens
If you feel like an adventure
I promise you we have the means

I like crafting poetry
And nothing yet has been a hit
Still I keep collecting words
Tumescence is my favorite
I love how it feels on my tongue
How something in my brain gets lit
When I ponder what it means
Tumescence is my favorite

Haters go on hatin’
Collectors will collect
Instruments and figurines
We are hardly circumspect
Books and yarn and paint
Cats and dogs and isopods
Dismiss the thought we’re hoarders
We are acquisition gods

I like crafting poetry
And nothing yet has been a hit
Still I keep collecting words
Tumescence is my favorite
I love how it feels on my tongue
How something in my brain gets lit
When I ponder what it means
Tumescence is my favorite
You think my head’s in my crotch
I think you can go get bit
Check my spouse out, then you’ll know why
Tumescence is my favorite

11/02/2024

I Just Turned Fey

I am a Redcap, although born a human child
My iron pike and boots were born the day that Kali smiled
Not the oldest or the youngest or the only girl or boy
Just the perfect extra body to be used for a decoy

Life carves us all
Some of us hide
Some of us fall
Some find their guide
Some walk in dark
Some go astray
Some find the light
I just turned Fey

I am a Dragon, but I wasn’t clutched or hatched
My golden hoard and scales are hid where they cannot be snatched
I don’t breathe fire or eat virgins, I don’t even flash the claw
At least I don’t where you can see ‘cause I don’t need your awe

Life carves us all
Some of us hide
Some of us fall
Some find their guide
Some walk in dark
Some go astray
Some find the light
I just turned Fey

I picked myself up since no one else could
Trembled and checked wounds right there where I stood
So many steps between that time and now
Best I can say it’s the why not the how
Become your own hero, however you must
Yourself is the one person you gotta trust
If you can find a mentor and kindred for props
Tell the Miss Anne Thropes (misanthropes) to go and kick rocks

I am a goddess, like my mother was before
My tempest scale and meter freed to even out the score
I don’t threaten or cajole, I don’t see the point or gain
This was always going to happen, I become the hurricane

Life carves us all
Some of us hide
Some of us fall
Some find their guide
Some walk in dark
Some go astray
Some find the light
I just turned Fey

10/30/2024

Detonate

Not a candle in the wind
The candle was aflame before the breeze
Candles can be lit again
And outside the gale has identity

But a raindrop in the storm
Has no known past or a future to see
No use outside the tempest
No strength against the storm, the raindrop was me

I grew up and became dynamite
Helpless turned to rage and hate
By turns self or just destructive
Press the plunger. . .
Detonate

Not a book with pages turned
No wisdom was inscribed before release
No ledger blank awaiting
Not so much as a page to crease

But a flagstone in the field
Has maybe use once moved aside
Behind the farmer’s curses
Before the hearth, with purpose, I had pride

I grew more and became dynamite
Explosion first and then create
Clear the rubble, then move on
Press the plunger. . .
Detonate

Time doesn’t actually heal all wounds
Not all who are foolish grow wise
Sometimes age brings just decay
And regrets of a life gone by
Righting wrongs is an act of faith
Step off the cliff, admit you’re wrong
Spread your wings, apologize
Fall or fly, escape the throng

Not inert, a thing unfeeling
Not deathless or dead or creature unsouled
No timeless tower standing
No host of stories left untold

But a thing of meat and psyche
I’ve danced and rested, crouched and sprang
I’ve tasted hope and desperation
Through all my changes, my voices rang

I grow still and I’m still dynamite
I guess that’s my defining trait
These days I’m more snark than spark,
Press the plunger. . .
Detonate

10/29/2024

I was sitting with my chosen sister and her family when her father was dying. Listening to the stories her brothers told about what a great guy he was and how he had the awesome talent of teaching life lessons with humor instead of fear. It felt like listening to someone describe my husband. Bob passed away within hours of that moment. Bob, this is for you and Greg. If you've heard me read it to someone else and knew I meant you as well, I hope you liked it.

Beauty in the Beast

They melted the chains of childhood trauma
And forged them into boots of iron
To stomp those flat who sought to hurt them
To show their will could not be suborned
They brought up their fists to shield themselves
True knowledge of strength had not yet been reached
But they were still young and the truth just a glimmer
Of what would turn into the Beauty in the Beast

Their standards, like banners, sang high in the winds
Which lifted and dashed them with wild abandon
They saw only their hand in failures or coups
But gave no attention to faulting the random
Still they learned strength was more than just stone
They kept room in their hearts for love, at least
Even after those blooms had blossomed and withered
Building their virtue, the Beauty in the Beast

When time had betrayed them, dented their armor
Sapped physical strength, scoured their psyche
Found new ways to be heroes, training the young
Love, humor and reason is what makes us mighty
Brawn will still have it’s place in the world
That requirement of life has not yet been eased
But learning how and when to give yourself passes
Is part of the building of the Beauty in the Beast

I’ll say goodnight now and kiss your forehead
This chapter’s over time to close your eyes
I hear there’s still so much that you want to do
Sadly we’re not always allowed to decide
Dream the adventures and goals that you have
I’ll sit here beside you, ‘til your last breath’s released
And count myself lucky through my ocean of tears
To have shared my life with the Beauty in the Beast

10/26/2024

I am the Morrigu

My butt's too big but I don't hurt folks on purpose
My eyes show age but I don't make pain a circus
My soul's been helped down the stairs with a hard shove
I’ll still take a chance on a win long as I’m conscious
I am the Morrigu

I have scars but you can't see them
No, they aren't beneath my clothes
They lurk behind my eyes, my friend
And twitch me when I doze
I know that loss is painful
And not to toot my horn
But something gotta die
To make room for something born
I am the Morrigu

As the crow flies is bu****it, we don’t all fly straight
Sometimes my path diverts, it depends on the bait
I have feasted on my trials as I’ve dined on my wins
I have rested when weak and I have tested my limits
I am the Morrigu

I have scars but you can't see them
No, they aren't beneath my clothes
They lurk behind my eyes, my friend
And twitch me when I doze
I know that loss is painful
And not to toot my horn
But something gotta die
To make room for something born
I am the Morrigu

I wasn’t born this way I was shaped as we all are
Tested to destruction and then won that fat cigar
Sometimes I’m cool, sometimes a maniac
One thing I am always is looking good in black
I am the Morrigu

I have scars but you can't see them
No, they aren't beneath my clothes
They lurk behind my eyes, my friend
And twitch me when I doze
I know that loss is painful
And not to toot my horn
But something gotta die
To make room for something born
I am the Morrigu

10/23/2024

Pale Sage

Have you heard the old term “sage advice”
As in someone with the wisdom to think twice
Experience is what the old folks say
Will buy success and keep the wolf at bay
Well I was taught to think it through
Better than blindly following rules
I know I’m young, don’t have your span
But I’m still wise and I have a plan

May your labors be hard but rewardingly rich
May the worst of your trials be trounced by hope
May your strife be enough to take pride in besting
May your rewards astound you in their scope
May you hear of your gifts more than your fails
May you never get a bill that you can’t cover
May your friends all be your kind of weird
And always know pale sage is more than a color

Have you ever met an instant friend
Who promised you forever, not just a trend
It was you and them again’t the whole damned ‘verse
And 2 months later that bubble burst
I’m gonna tell you wisdom will save dat ass
You forge your future from lessons past
That’s one thing old folks did get right
Practice makes perfect but not in one night.

May your labors be hard but rewardingly rich
May the worst of your trials be trounced by hope
May your strife be enough to take pride in besting
May your rewards astound you in their scope
May you hear of your gifts more than your fails
May you never get a bill that you can’t cover
May your friends all be your kind of weird
And always know pale sage is more than a color

Have you had a case of bed rot, babe?
Depression is the master with you it’s slave
When independence is what drives your thirst
But every path forward looks like it’s cursed
I can’t tell you how to find your flex
You find it yourself but I’ll help with what’s next
Take a deep breath, I’m here nearby
That thunder’s my applause, baby, not the sky’s

May your labors be hard but rewardingly rich
May the worst of your trials be trounced by hope
May your strife be enough to take pride in besting
May your rewards astound you in their scope
May you hear of your gifts more than your fails
May you never get a bill that you can’t cover
May your friends all be your kind of weird
And always know pale sage is more than a color

10/19/2024

Roar Shack
What happened on your walk today?
You look a tad enraged
You say you met an officer
And the two of you engaged
It wasn’t anything you wished
He chose to cross your path
Because you fit the profile
And deserve that aftermath

(Chorus)
Come on in my Roar Shack, how do you like my walls?
What do you see in the water stains, is it where the music stalls? Where do you see your money go, why does it make you bleed?
No charge at the door
Just a place to roar
I know that’s what you need

What happened in the parking lot
Someone didn’t like your beard?
Said it was incongruent
With your breasts, and kinda weird.
They asked about what’s in your pants
In a disrespectful way
Made a trip to the psyche ward
Seem a small price to pay

Come on in my Roar Shack, how do you like my ink?
What do you see in the water stains, what does it make you think?
Where do you see your money go, why does it make you bleed?
No charge at the door
Just a place to roar
I know that’s what you need

(Middle 8)
I get it, I had a time I’d have rewritten me complete
Changed everything about me from my notes down to my beat
Changed my format, changed my timing, changed the melody and lines
Changed my inside and my out so that I was no longer mine
To change the shaking of my hands and the pleading of my eyes
Into confidence and self love and a place where I could rise
To a place where my potential could become reality
Where others could see value without looking right past ME!

How was your day at school, dear?
They bullied you again?
No, they’re bullying still
And you don’t know for what sin
The sin’s not yours, the ink’s been spilled
The image has been poured
Hold on tight, I know it’s hard
But we will be your horde

Come on in my Roar Shack, how do you like my walls?
What do you see in the water stains, is it where the music stalls?
Where do you see your money go, why does it make you bleed?
No charge at the door
Just a place to roar
I know that’s what you need

10/05/2024

Been thinking about my kids a lot lately. I was blessed with 4 of my own blood, by others who called me mom later and a beautiful host of nieces and nephews. I have watched a lot of transitions, in many forms, over the years. I was discussing that lately with two whose transitions were from one gender to another about loving who they are now but feeling a sense of loss for who they used to be. One gently pointed out that, although they knew I didn't mean it that way, it could be taken like telling an assault victim I loved how strong they are now but also miss how they were immediately post assault. That's definitely not how I felt and wanted to avoid that impression. I hope I managed that. The other, logically, reminded me the person I think I miss is still part of the magic potion that is the whole person. What follows is my aim for clearly a joyful reflection of watching cherished children find their true selves through the maze of their parents aspirations for them. I hope you all feel as proud of who you are as I am of the honor of being part of your lives and privy to your incredible insight.

This is something of a duet, parts are marked.

Love Your Now, Miss Your Then
(From me)
You weren’t my first love, you were something truer still
A magic in the moonlight that became an iron will
Even as a small one, you had so much on your plate
You had a future as a woman, for which you couldn’t wait.
Now you’ve met that future, with still yet more ahead
Passings, changes, phases and another watershed

You were my second born, you were my only boy
A bouncing, cheerful ball of fluff that nothing could destroy
An enthusiastic grinner who took joy in pets and books
Became a sober man a bit less whimsical in looks
I watched you meet that future, watched the man that you became
Knowing that you’re still yet not the man that you will be someday

I love your now, miss your then
I wouldn’t turn you back again
I see the wonder you became
Out of the wee thing that you were
Humbled by the part I played
My eyes begin to blur

I’ve heard third time’s the charm and yours was extra lucky
You came early, skinny, scary small, bald as an egg and plucky
I’ve seen you shine, I’ve seen you dim, and then shine brighter still
I see you’re still making battle plans and charging up the hill
I cried when you got married but not for options missed
You still sought transformation, your life by change still kissed

You were my fourth and final babe, at least that’s what I thought
You were the last I bore, it’s true, but not the last I caught
You were the youngest longest in the sunset of that time
I didn’t see enough of it, I know the fault is mine
Your eyes are an adult’s now holding still the glow of youth
As well as wisdom, pain and hope, a flower yet to bloom

I love your now, miss your then
I wouldn’t turn you back again
I see the wonder you became
Out of the wee thing that you were
Humbled by the part I played
My eyes begin to blur

You were my first surprise child, I’m glad you weren’t my last
In truth you were almost a man, your childhood almost past
I cried when you first reached for me, to hug before departing
It seemed to take so many years, all worth it and so heartening
Your changes have been subtle, but I could see them still
I feel I know you better now, glad we’ve more years to fill

Not only were you not the last, you brought in still more
You seemed so shy and delicate, as if you had no core
You were also not a child, but not yet quite mature
And I had no idea of the history you endured
I know our start was rocky, I hadn’t seen where you came from
But I see where you’re going and I’m proud to be your mom

I love your now, miss your then
I wouldn’t turn you back again
I see the wonder you became
Out of the wee thing that you were
Humbled by the part I played
My eyes begin to blur

I’ve since been blessed with children of incalculable worth
Daughters, sons and offspring to whom I did not give birth
I did not hold them in my belly but held them in my heart
Their vic’tries made my soul sing, their pains a poisoned dart
Some chose me while still young others came when they were grown
I’m glad I’ll see what changes come to all who are my own.

I love your now, miss your then
I wouldn’t turn you back again
I see the wonder you became
Out of the wee thing that you were
Humbled by the part I played
My eyes begin to blur

(From the child/ren)
Hey, Mom, I want to answer to what I’ve heard you say here
I know you loved us deeply, never doubted you were sincere
I recall you were creative and how hard I watched you try
And how your failures hurt us all when your life went awry
I loved when I was little as I had no other voice
I still watch you try your hardest and now love you as a choice.

I love your now, past is passed
It only serves as a contrast
I see the sage that you became
From the broken youth before
It’s ok to let her go now
You are that girl no more

(Together)
I love your now, pictures fade
Memory’s a masquerade
Take that best that is our now
To make the best that will be soon
The sands of time will blow
Into an endless sea of dunes.

10/03/2024

So, I realized there is a natural result of Fu***ng Monsters. . .

All my Fu***ng Monster Spawn

I have Spawn that look completely normal
All the days and most the nights
I have Spawn that can appear in order
They are disguised to stave off frights
I have Spawn I have not met in person
Delivery by modern tech
Friends to those with my chromosomes
Chosen family in effect

I should leave you with some advice
Pay attention, lad, don’t yawn
A side effect of fu***ng monsters
Is all that Fu***ng Monster Spawn
I have pictures, if you would like
Some by camera, some were drawn
Some I birthed, some I hatched in some way
All my Fu***ng Monster Spawn

All my Spawn have taught me something, truly
Some lessons gentle, some were sore
Each as harsh as needed for me
To learn and not a damn bit more
All my Spawn are seeking purpose
To live their best lives, in their truth
I am so proud, and not just jealous
I didn’t do that in my youth

I should leave you with some advice
Pay attention, mix, don’t yawn
A side effect of fu***ng monsters
Is all that Fu***ng Monster Spawn
I have pictures, if you would like
Some by camera, some were drawn
Some I birthed, some I hatched in some way
All my Fu***ng Monster Spawn

Something one of my Spawn once said was
Two hearts, one love, no regrets
Ashamed I thought her naive back then
Now I feel how wise that hits
I’m not saying i’ve got it all down pat
But my mind is open for the task
Nor do I roll over for each new bid
but “think on it" isn’t too big an ask

I should leave you with some advice
Pay attention, now, don’t yawn
A side effect of fu***ng monsters
Is all that Fu***ng Monster Spawn
I have pictures, if you would like
Some by camera, some were drawn
Some I birthed, some I hatched in some way
All my Fu***ng Monster Spawn

09/25/2024

Another song for my awesome husband!

Monster Fu**er
Miss me with those bad boys
I’m a grown-ass woman, I want a man
Churlish isn’t bold or brave
It takes more than ink to uphold the brand
I don’t want that lone wolf
I want the one who can lead the pack
Show me wisdom, skill and strength
Prove you can do more than show your crack

He’s dangerous, but I’m safe
He can make your as***le pucker
He’s gentle, with me, babe
That’s why I’m a monster fu**er
He’s kind and he’s decent
But don’t mistake him for a sucker
He gives his best beyond spent
That’s why I’m a monster fu**er

If you feel me sister
Even if your man is a CPA
You got that righteous mister
More a lion’s roar than a donkey’s bray

What he does for money
Or what he makes ain’t the litmus test
It’s how he brings that honey
That helps decide if I’ll be impressed

He’s dangerous, but I’m safe
He can make your as***le pucker
He’s gentle, with me, babe
That’s why I’m a monster fu**er
He’s kind and he’s decent
But don’t mistake him for a sucker
He gives his best beyond spent
That’s why I’m a monster fu**er

He’ll torch me, he’ll quench me
Like a plow through the earth he can even trench me
He’ll use his wood to bench me
His breath my air, his steel can wrench me

So if you need that bear hug
But you haven’t found your grizzly yet
Don’t settle, trust me, hold out
For the one who’ll bring his own damn net

He’s dangerous, but I’m safe
He can make your as***le pucker
He’s gentle, with me, babe
That’s why I’m a monster fu**er
He’s kind and he’s decent
But don’t mistake him for a sucker
He gives his best beyond spent
That’s why I’m a monster fu**er

09/20/2024

I just got back from West Virginia helping a friend with her mom's estate. Feature this, 2 middle aged women with ADHD. To be clear, all my best friends have ADHD

Squirrel

Squirrel!
Did I just see something shiny?
Squirrel!
Make you think I'd bite your Heini.
Squirrel!
No my brain isn't that Tiny!
I'll prove it!
Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel

The conversation is flowing
Knowledge and brilliance are showing
My confidence is sure growing
And then Squirrel!

Squirrel!
Did I just see something shiny?
Squirrel!
Make you think I'd bite your Heini.
Squirrel!
No my brain isn't that Tiny!
I'll prove it!
Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel!

I am creative and skillful
Full of ideas and willful
But getting started I'm fearful
That's why squirrel!

Squirrel!
Did I just see something shiny?
Squirrel!
Make you think I'd bite your Heini.
Squirrel!
No my brain isn't that Tiny!
I'll prove it!
Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel!

Strong and brave and a smartass
I'm a hot mom and mine are brass
All my best friends are so crass
And we're Squirrel!

Squirrel!
Did I just see something shiny?
Squirrel!
Make you think I'd bite your Heini.
Squirrel!
No my brain isn't that Tiny!
I'll prove it!
Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel!

I'm a whiz in the kitchen
And a goddess of stitchin'
Like 60's Cali I'm bitchin'
Also Squirrel!

Squirrel!
Did I just see something shiny?
Squirrel!
Make you think I'd bite your Heini.
Squirrel!
No my brain isn't that Tiny!
I'll prove it!
Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel! Squirrel!

08/17/2024

I have found the great love of my life. Thursday was our 19th anniversary. I still remember what it was like in the time leading up to meeting him. I wasn't in peril, I didn't ache for someone as though anyone would do. I just remember this Greg shaped hole that I would wave to sometimes.😁

Are You Aware
I’ve looked for you all my life, wasn’t from need
I want to follow someone who’ll let me lead
I’ve worked to be my best and merit the same
A true equal partner, a future to claim

(Chorus)
I know you’re out there somewhere
Do you feel me like I feel you, are you aware
I’ll no longer settle for almost my match
So you should be getting ready ‘cause I’ll be a catch

I go through my days, pursuing my goals
Don’t need you to save me, I’m already whole
Still miss your sweet kisses and touches at night
Your presence and smile to set my heart alight

(Chorus)
I know you’re out there somewhere
Do you feel me like I feel you, are you aware
I’ll no longer settle for almost my match
So you should be getting ready ‘cause I’ll be a catch

(Middle eight)
It’s not that I crave to distraction that which hasn’t arrived
I’m happy with just me, I’m fully alive
I can fight my own battles and make myself smile
I have joys and dreams and a great sense of style
I know who I am and I know what I want
I have what I need, this isn’t a taunt
I’m ready to meet you, my partner in crime
I think that we should get together sometime

Sometimes when I daydream, I can’t see your face
I can’t smell your scent, or how you fill the space
Just know you’ll make laughter come out as a shout
And welcome acceptance from me without doubt

(Chorus)
I know you’re out there somewhere
Do you feel me like I feel you, are you aware
I’ll no longer settle for almost my match
So you should be getting ready ‘cause I’ll be a catch

08/10/2024

OK, Don (In the same voice as you hear OK, Boomer)

Ok, Don, Let's check out all the Fah-hacts
Confused if she’s Indian or if she’s “Buh-lack”
Attacking her family? Is that your spin?
The only race that matters is the one she’ll win.
Your 30,000 lies? Whoo makes me holla
But YOU still call HER Laffin’ Kamala

This Boss babe has roots in activism
Back on Track to cull recidivism
First Sis DA to serve San Fran
This is a person with a plan
You say she’s corrupt after your collar
I guess that’s why she’s Laffin’ Kamala

A pragmatist with a sense of duty
Diligent, poised and a world-class beauty
You focus on fear while hers on is on grace
I agree with “Say it to my face”
You sling the mud in which you wallah
She’s got to much class, Laffin’ Kamala

An American Queen with more props than Malala
That’s why I’m voting for Laffin’ Kamala

08/06/2024

The first verse is a quick recall of a conversation I had with my youngest and they said I should write it, so I did!

Bidet for my Soul

You know those times you think you’re over it, later, you’re “And another thing!”
It’s like a chase with toilet paper around your unmentionable ring
I thought I put that s**t behind me, but it’s still taking it’s toll
That’s why I insist
I stand convinced
I need a Bidet for my Soul!

A bidet for my Soul, friends!
A bidet for my Soul!
I don’t give a s**t
But I’m covered in it
I Need a Bidet for my soul!
Maybe something from childhood
Mighta been from just last week
It ain’t Heaven Scent
It’s excrement
And it’s a cleansing that I seek!

Could be as big as paying bills or as small as a parking space
Dumb bitch jumped in front of me, I coulda punched ‘em in the face
But I don’t want to go to jail or be put on the dole
That’s why I insist
I stand convinced
I need a Bidet for my Soul!

A bidet for my Soul, friends!
A bidet for my Soul!
I tell ya, son
I’m fu***ng done
I Need a Bidet for my soul!
Maybe something from childhood
Mighta been from just last week
I’m telling you
I need the loo
And it’s a cleansing that I seek!

I went to see a therapist hoping they’d help me settle down
Their answer was to count and breathe whilst enveloped by clowns
I guess that’s just the best we’ve got to try to keep us whole
That’s why I insist
I stand convinced
I need a Bidet for my Soul!

A bidet for my Soul, friends!
A bidet for my Soul!
Looks like a trap
And it smells like crap
I Need a Bidet for my soul!
Maybe something from childhood
Mighta been from just last week
Hand me a towel
For Soul and Bowel
As it’s a cleansing that I seek!

08/04/2024

Instruments of Mass Instruction
I don't try to name it
The brain burn starts and I follow it's light
No background to frame it
No way to explain that doesn't sound trite

I don't try to judge it
Though I feel it probing, auditing me
Can't even begrudge it
No way to return what it can wring free

Humor, painting, singing, dancing
Fiction, civics, all entrancing
Complex made plain, Sweet Reduction
Instruments of Mass Instruction
Movies, photos, bracing prose
Breaching minds that once were closed
Not just the mech for my heart's function
Instruments of Mass Instruction

Sometimes I hear it
A delicate tickle in the back of my brain
Helps to stand near it
Helps even more when it screams like a train

Just an idea
Then the words start coming until they stop
Right panacea
Write what I’ve got until the next part drops

Humor, painting, singing, dancing
Fiction, civics, all entrancing
Complex made plain, Sweet Reduction
Instruments of Mass Instruction
Movies, photos, bracing prose
Breaching minds that once were closed
Not just the mech for my heart's function
Instruments of Mass Instruction

Not looking for it
The form just springs out of the wall
And I can’t ignore it
It follows me around like a haunted doll

Have to accept it
I’m just the conduit it passes through
Cannot reject it
Just know I don’t own it, I’m just on the crew

Humor, painting, singing, dancing
Fiction, civics, all entrancing
Complex made plain, Sweet Reduction
Instruments of Mass Instruction
Movies, photos, bracing prose
Breaching minds that once were closed
Not just the mech for my heart's function
Instruments of Mass Instruction

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