I am raging against the darkness and light
fighting time fighting structure
interuupting intervals
creating excitement between the mundane fortresses of my journey
pushing aside practicality for totality
I have had conflict in my life recently.
Unbelievers, doubtful family members
splintered gene pools
lost ideals
recessive role models
and yet better people have come to bat
Wendy, Andrew, Julie and Teresa
people who generate life and not destroy it
while...my brother sits at a pre paid campsite
and codes that as his destiny
never wondering what else he could be
and he sucks at conciliator
he's no Barack Obama
he's a pre emptive Bush mute
unable to verbalize his inner warfare
his battle plan
or even define his enemy.
He is too simple to even examine.
Take another swing and you may get one out of the park
as they say in Spanish
lerdo
Friday, June 19, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
The end will come forcefully due to lack of forgiveness
My ability not to tolerate fueled all highs. She is there and not there. She is the wedge between my sister and my soul. She has a smudgy mirror to bear her own reflection. One time she sued a Texas University becuz her co-radio host mentioned the circumference of her ass on live radio. Another more distinguished public network fired her for retalitaiton. She is and she is not. She exists like a praying mantis set on ruining relationships, infiltrating lives, sabotaging people. She won't join the high school group on facebook but yet she will brag that she has loyalties to the home town she thinks she reinvented. She will spake Darla, Kim, Dennis in the spit of an eye and never praise anyone including her dissective Bff Betsey. She has betrayed all yet expects loyalty. Now she will have a class action representation of all people she hurt. And she will face her flaws and fears. She will fight for her lack of dignity which she has cojoled upon herself and she will end without her own version of self acceptance.
Death watch on Iraqi soldier
She returned from Iraq but I am weary to connect to her. Our relationship is jaded, misunderstood. That once peppy girl has turned into a Republican lump headed single minded entitity, only serving loyalty to the conservative cause and her husband. She acts giddy but know better. She haunts my days and dream. I am the generational aftereffect of her rejecting my mom and religion. She is no one I can no longer know. She is in between tours but outside of my range of understanding. She has gone military and been erased from the family circle. She is the unintended enemy raging over my life and consciousness. If she died tomorrow in Afghanistan, we would not have made our peace. What gates she would enter is unsure.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Boycott "town life" of Carey Underworld
Mistakes were made. Following the same train of thought I could go in two directions. Start a witch hunt or decade long feud. Or forgive her and move on. She is undeserving of anything but a full blowout but my Baptist roots having me lead to a mtntop to review the situation. I wonder if she has any redeeming qualities besides gettin into ppl's business and dissin them. She told my twin and I if she ever ended up in White Bear Lake it would be to boring and to sh***t her. But she has gone so downhill, I don't even have the drive to advance the fate of my new nemesis. I want to wash her from my brain and avoid any thought of her. I chastised her twice in the last month and she immediately called my sister to report it. I think she's working for the Hedda Gazette....I am so important she has to circulate the news instantly. With her there is no escape. She can't even walk to her car, let alone the park. She is chained in her own self destruction obliberating her past and those she knew in her past. Maybe her next stop should be the confessional booth to shed those tears and pounds.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Kenyan Kansas Kamelot
You heard it from me first. This is the official Obama era named presidency: Kenyan Kansas Kamelot.
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