Lockdown Blues

The Boogaloo Boys are ready to go, called to arms by their great orange chief. The coming reopening, bloody but brief, will certainly be a shit show. Reopen our states, the prisoners scream. Pandemic’s a … Read more

Kite on the Highway

Been drivin’ all night with a thorn in my side. Been drivin’ all night with a thorn in my side. Looked over at the passenger side and Jesus had died. What would we do now, … Read more

Blues Gone Viral

Trump has a hunch about the virus spread. The sick aren’t really sick and the dead are playing dead. It’s all a Democratic trick to get inside his head. They can’t do that, he says, because … Read more

Star Fangled Scammer

Oh say can you see by the Don’s surly fight Why so proudly we hail all his sly lies and scheming. Whose broad snipes and bright slurs through the impeachment fight, O’er his huge wall … Read more

He’s No Nixon

Misuse of his power we could chronicle an hour. Obstruction is the juice that’s in his veins. In the senate, trial becomes shit shower, with his pal Moscow Mitch at the reins. O how Lindsey will … Read more

But I Never

I got a canker in Sri Lanka. I got a blister on K-2. I thought I might go mad in old Islamabad. But I never got sick of you. You could insult me for an … Read more

Loose Change

Some say that I’m not of these times. I’m lost in recollections. Some hear bells but I hear chimes. I don’t ask for directions. Now some would like to define me as nothing but a … Read more

Little Riddle

Little Riddle said the way you got ’em was a passing glance as if you shot ’em. In the middle of his dirty bottom was a tattooed star. Used to line his eyes but never … Read more

Hollow Victory

It’s a hard shard to swallow. It’s a scarred card to follow. It’s a lumbering craft dragged out to sea. We were just getting started. The sand itself departed. Wave after endless wave and tree … Read more

Multiple Divisions

I heard gongs when there was no palace. I sensed wrongs where there was no malice. I averred that worshipping a chalice is rather odd, although that might be callous. Seems like all reports of … Read more

Monkee Business

Here we come Marching down the street. We’re gonna check the I.D.’s of Everyone we meet. Hey, hey, we’re the fascists And we’re not going to monkey around. You’d better listen to us Or we … Read more

Holy Cows

Embattled cattle graze and wander, chew their cud all day. Rolling eyes, they sit and ponder, searching for the way. Holy cow. Zen is now. Udderly awake. This is bull. When they’re full. they’re turned … Read more