I have fallen into a post-punk hole.
It's the only thing that soothes my soul.
Wire, Magazine, Gang of Four.
Devo, Pil, and Killing Joke.
Early Ultravox for sure.

The post-punks got it right.
Even back then they saw the blight.
Revolution, fuck our institutions.
The government meant to exploit.
In England and the United States.

Everything that disturbed them then.
Has risen to a level well above ten.
Racism, sexism, homophobia.
Can't we all just get along?
In this global world we all belong.

Pere Ubu were above the curve.
Pere Ubu had the nerve.
Pere Ubu were post-punk
Before there was punk.

Post punks hit me where I live.
Their vision always inspires.
They give me the food I require.
Though they started in the late 70's.
For me they are the remedy.

Controlled chaos


Controlled chaos.
That's what she called me.
She said everything I did was for a reason.
Then she created the worst of treasons.
She knew me through and through.

This girl did a number on me.
She didn't think twice.
Or even three times.
She knew all the angles.
She was no angel.

Math and repetition.
Create precision.
There is always an extra piece to the puzzle.
I was just an extension.

She fucked me over.
Again and again.
She was never my friend.
She knew how to pretend.

Yet I had a soft spot for her.
And she did for me.
There was never betrayal.
She just did not care about allegiance.

For M. Bugard

Your head is so far up your ass.
That you can't see the grass.
That lies at your feet.
Who are you trying to defeat?

You get off on your diatribes.
Like Trump on his tweets.
Full of hatred and self-serving.
We all know about your learning.

But please M. Bugard stop thinking you're better.
You got all society's flaws down to the letter.
But don't you have a few of your own?
Or is that too far out of your comfort zone?

Black lives matter revisited

Black lives matter.
Why did it take so long for us to realize?
I do not blame Donald Trump for racism.
He just loves to foment hate.
So sad we came to this.

Black lives matter.
I had to write a poem.
Black lives matter.
I had to show em.

I hope you don't think I'm a poser.
Black lives surely matter.
I am glad people finally care.
Though there is much rancor.

Black lives matter.
If you do not acknowledge.
You are a hippocrite.
You are a piece of shit.

Am I a symptom or am I the disease?

Our world is so fractured.

Social media communicates and obfuscates.

I am in a hall of mirrors

And everything I see is ugly.

Am I a symptom or am I the disease?

We see a leader with no convictions.

We see brutalization of peaceful protesters.

Some or most of us are appalled.

We see our democracy crumbling.

Am I a symptom or am I the disease?

We have become so divided.

But I guess we always were.
Through George Floyd.

I hope we will be united.
Am I a symptom or am I the disease?

He loves to double down.
Don't know the difference.
Between a smile and a frown.
All news is fake news if you do not agree.

 He's a repulsive false preacher.
A truly vile creature.
His best foot forward
Is to repress his critics.

He is a slimy little worm.
Wish he was never confirmed.
Especially since he cheated.
He was never popular.

Still we go on with this charade.
With the king who was not self-made.
These are the worst of times.
His are the worst of crimes.