For Sadie

The words 'selfless', 'courageous', and 'generous'

Would never be used to describe you.

If there were were a career path

For making sure bowls were filled with food and water

And that laps were suitable for sitting on.

And yes couches, chairs, and floors as well

Then dear Sadie, you could easily get into upper management.

Your intelligence and insight in such matters is unsurpassed.

You have a genius for making your master work for free.

There is no one more gentle yet insistent.

You are a good little supervisor.

You are an unsung hero of catdom.
You fulfill your role with purr-fection.

Some might say you're anti-social.
Rather, you keep your own counsel.
When my guests arrive, you promptly leave the room.
Perhaps you don't want to pry, or there is some bird you espy.
You don't like to play with your fellows.
The word 'share' is not in your vocabulary.

You are such a great nuzzler.
For me it's a puzzler
Why you only save your warmth for me.
You make me smile my child.
Your gentle face and your feline grace.
The way you sigh when you want my attention.
That sound, I cannot do justice but I have to mention.

If there were a companion I would take to the very gates of hell,

You would accompany me every step of the way,

Till we got to the entrance,

Where you would stop, and with wise countenance,

Gently tell me, 'it's ok, you got this.'

To all the new hipsters

To all the new hipsters.
I was into comics before they were cool.
I was into  comics before you were born.
I was into horror when there was still great stuff.
I was into horror. I'm calling your bluff.

To all the new hipsters.
I was into vinyl. Why has the word become final?
Why when I paid eight bucks, you pay thirty, you know so much?
I guess I should have followed my vision,
Instead of filling you with derision.,

To all the new hipsters.
You don't know squat.
To all the new hipsters.
Youtube is cool. Facebook is not.
Yeah I'm ranting and raving.
But what I am saying is worth saving.

First impressions are always right

First impressions are always right, except sometimes no!
I am the exception to the rule.  But I am not a fool.
I just do not have the right observation it seems.
I make hasty judgments then regret them.
I do not why I lack the perspicacity.

I know I am sometimes misunderstood.
Knock on wood. But my intentions are good.
I do not know why it is so but I go with the flow.
First impressions are always right.
But not really though.
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Emotions are just another drug

Emotions are just another drug.
Maybe I just need a hug.
Or maybe I am right.
We can manufacture emotions.
We have our devices. We have our motives.
We always know how to get what we want.
On some level.

But maybe emotions are just another false expression of truth.
Maybe emotions are just another illusion.
Emotions come from the brain not from the heart.
And the mind plays tricks. The mind deceives.
Better to not feel at all.
Better to let nothing get in.
Better to be detached.

They say love is the highest emotion.
Maybe that's up for debate too?
Love is like heroin. Love is uncontrollable.
Maybe it's best not to love.
Since emotions are just a construct of the brain.
And have no empirical value.
Yep love is an illusion too.

Dark Horse

I am a dark horse.
A matted, seasoned thoroughbred
With pedigree but no victories
I've run a lot of races but never won the prize.
I've chased the goal like my life depended on it.
But always fell short of the mark.

But it's alright to come in second.
It's alright to not be number one.
The reward is in the testing of my mettle.
The reward is in knowing
At the end of the day I had nothing left to give.

What is a loser? What is a winner?
Is it black and white?
Are there some qualities we don't give a name to
That are no less valid than winning and losing.

I am a dark horse.
I am often underestimated.
I know that fools will judge me
With words like 'loser' and 'failure.'
But I know that my true worth is not known.
I know that I am a dark horse and I still have a lot of races to run.

Water: For Love of Michigan

Goddamn we need the stuff!
There is not enough in every place.
But Michigan's got it in spades.
Yet there are these parasites
Who SELL us our own water.
We who live in the state of Michigan.
And pay taxes here and belong.

There are these motherfuckers
Who don't belong here.
They make Ice Mountain.
They don't actually make it.
They just steal it and put a label on the bottle.
And act like it's their domain.

This disgusting corporation that exploits us.
This disgusting corporation that raids us.
These carpetbagging scum
Who steal from us and we pay them
For the privilege of paying them.

Don't buy Ice Mountain if you have a conscience.
Especially if you live in this great state.
Don't buy Ice Mountain!
I'm starting a grass roots movement for the digital age. 
This is how to protest in the modern world.

And yes our governor is in bed with them.
That sell-out emasculated prick
With pedigree but no virtue.
That self-serving demagogue asshole
With no morals or ethics.
Who has squeezed out the middle class
Likes old toothpaste in a tube.
And bled the state's resources and crippled our government.


Please God let this prick be plucked.
Please take Rick Snider and put him in a pen.
Please put him where vultures will eat him.
Please let him die naked and alone.\
Let him be shamed, disgraced, and ridiculed.
May his name be spit upon and may he pay for all his crimes.

God let democracy back in to Michigan.
Please let Michigan be proud of its resources.
Please let Michigan be proud of its people.
For love of Michigan and all its blessings.
Amen

'The C word: for D.'

I have mixed feelings about her.
She once said about me that
'Everything I did was for a reason.'
And that was maybe the highest
Compliment anyone ever
Bestowed on me.


But she knew how to manipulate me.
Oh yes she did!
And when she used me to be more than friends
With my friend, and then later said
I was selfish. And said I could not
be with my friends if I would not
Give them gas money, I was hurt and alone.

Then, years later, we became friends again..
And she used me to hook up with my then roommate:
An unusual (yeah that's a good thing)
Fellow. But she was still with the other guy
I hooked her up with previously.
What did I call her again?