Monthly Archives: January 2012

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I wonder what

they thought

before the doctors

began to diagnose

autism? Were there

just a bunch of

anti-social,

rainman-type,

idiot savants who no

one knew were

really just simply

autistic, blocked

from so-called

“normal” forms of

communication?

How many child

prodigies were over-

looked, genius

unfulfilled?

Then South

Park resumes, and I

let the idiots

entertain my numbed-by-society

brain.

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Today I Saw Chickens Penned-In On The Side Of The Road

 

It’s foggy tonight.

 

sometimes i think

it’s the coming rain,

or sorrow,

or pain,

or simply my brain,

the years of smoking too much

or drowning my fear

in gallons of beer,

tumblers of whisky

on the rocks.

 

other times i think

it’s just my life,

the listless minds surrounding

me, my craving need

for something

anything

more than this

inconsequential existence.

 

or perhaps it’s only

the full moon rising,

the pink-blue sunset,

the bitter wind, as i walk down

the street, away from

you and you and you.

 

And I give the world the proverbial finger.

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