Friday 15 August 2014

the reaper

"step into my office"

sit still
and close your eyes

ok, let's not talk right now
just - breathe 
in and out
there you go 

Jesus, you're lookin' good today

t h e   r e a p e r 

it's a concept that's ages old
it seeps out of the cracks
of an ancient cesspool
and into your disturbing dreams at night
often revealed in what whispers
you know - the worm ones

stuck in your throat
pulling them out
throwing them on the floor
and running away from them
because they want to return
and consume you 
and all too often

articulately acceptable
certainly accessible
allowed to fester
even multiply

because they got all the angles down
the loop-hole loopster
the tantalizing trickster
ready to 'serve'

"bend over ... you're going to like this"

"this is a slam-dunk"

yeah, like that - stand there now
just like that


ok no guarantees
(and no refunds)
but ok, we got this - "in the bag"
no worries - relax baby
take a chill pill 

yeah, just keep doing
what you're doing here

"I think we can work something out here"

it's all in the creepy conquest

it's the shady lawyer or immigration consultant
(who always looks good - toned, trim and tanned always)
could be an investment broker or a
parent (in sales) at the PTA meeting
who 'likes' you and wants to lend
a helping hand
is all

moving up from behind
sizing you up - checking out
your amazing ass
imagining the pleasure 

always on the prowl
for that next opportunity
to seize the moment

deluded, desperate
but cucumber cool
on the surface

almost always a 'respectable' member
of the community - with framed testimonials
on his office wall - italian leather 
and a track record of satisfied customers
in plain view, with all the trimmings
the Armani suit, Piloti shoes - new Lexus
the trophy wife and the vacation home
in an all too familiar family

regardless - all good
i mean - ok

it's all in the numbers
trapped in the (twisted) tracking
just look at my (fudged) KPI key performance indicators
they're mint

it's all in the stats
always ahead of the game
and always on your side

"I believe in an America where millions of Americans
believe in an America - that's the America millions
of Americans believe in
That's the America I love"

Mitt Romney (January 2012)

god bless america

it's all in the 'pitch'
those familiar handy hand gestures
formulating the facade
only visible - to those
who have been there
done that
appealing to your most vulnerable 
weakest link

what you see - is what you get

catching you off guard
sinking in the seduction
timing is everything in the art and science
of persuasion 

it's in the robot software 
that parses your words to filter
you into the blow-job of your dreams
once you crack
the code 

and once you're on the grid
detectable by radar - you're IN

it's in the small print at the bottom of the contract
ready to be exercised at a moment's notice
the deceptive disclaimer
in a hidden agenda

that only THEY know about

so trust me
i'm really a good guy - really
i have nothing to hide
i'm on your side

"no worries ... I got you covered"

your family will benefit
your (smoke-show) wife Trixie, little Billy and Suzie
all on the receiving end after you qualify
after you make this important choice to move forward here
let's do this

it's all outlined in the agreement
and it's a no obligation deal
with a free taco bell meal
for 4 - complimentary
all free

just think of the memories
you'll have

we just need that $500 deposit and your signature
debit or credit - and we're a GO!

i mean geez - does it get any better
than this?

angel milk dear sir
fluffy pancakes, like you've never tasted before 
think - fresh fruit and
maple syrup


t h e   r e a p e r  

all you gotta do is comply
do this and you'll be glad you did
what was your name again
stacked cords of wood
that never get

even in winter 

no real warmth

no worries, just relax
i've got something to show you
switching gears

hypnotize me
feed me

Friday 1 August 2014


my mother says - to get things done
you better not mess with major tom

h o m o p h o b i c



i've heard a rumour from ground control

oh no, don't say it's true

like ok - you know i'm not supposed to be out with you
and that if we're seen together - i'm like DEAD
but whatever - sipping on a warm soda

trying to look pretty - toenails
freshly painted pink

in observation
OMG - don't look

but over there - is this guy - in the corner booth sitting alone
he's wearing lipstick - eewww!

growing up in a small conservative town
in the 60's and 70's was so strange
guys were guys - girls were girls
there was absolutely

 no question

it was a time if/when a guy looked the least bit feminine
or a girl looked the least bit masculine

freak-show - outcasts

a haunting decade before playstation
and the internet - before easy access
to porn

ah ya - young minds tend to wander 

so what's it to you anyway?

right - you wanna roll with me - but
you don't want any of your friends
to know


back at the booth across from a girl with nice tits

and is lookin' real hot right now

ya laffs - that's Bobby or Bobbi (what he prefers)

"ya, i do that" - exhaling smoke - alley, club music pounding at a distance

"blow, e, love hash - right" 
laughing nervously - long pause - awkward moment

"ok, like you - are so fucking scared right now 
shitting your pants, and that's freaking me out,
gotta go"

the memory flash evaporates
back to Brianna (sag)

headshake - right - back to

don't worry babe - he's harmless
cremepuff - carnival show - crash and burn
fudge-packer - (leaning over whispering) - fucks guys

omfg she gasps before tightening
(yes we said oh my fucking god, even in 1980)

shunning light - embracing night

dreaming of his destiny in a padded room
no quarter

so yep - bonafide freakshow
back to a week ago - outside the all-ages club
on the outskirts of town - where teens mix

so ya - Bobby Bobby - Bobbi Bobbi Bobbi
come over here, a little closer - where we can chat
so - what the fuck actually just happened back there

little buddy?

grade 12, like me
ok OMG
he does arts and I do shop
feeling agitated - ah ok - let's just relax
don't pay any attention to him (it)
because that's what he wants
to be different and noticed
for who he really fucking
IS - and

wants you to see 
who you really are too

so tell me more

catching my breath

oh yeah - yep, he has friends
freaks just like him - hanging in his basement
parents in absentia - clueless
the whole town knows
what that's all about
except their

always at the casino

they switch houses, but we always
catch up with them


they got a message from the action man

i'm happy -  hope you're happy too

smoking dope and listening to strange music
(bowie and human league mostly)
i'd love to be a fly on the wall
listening to that

not that i'm interested
nope - ME?  not a chance
i'm in total control
of my destiny

just curious is all
what they talk about ... do
truth is - quietly leaning forward
me and the guys?
well - weeze be kewL
(witta Kapital L - ole school)

and all under the radar baby

h o m o p h o b i c

i never done good things
 - i never done bad things

i never did anything out of the blue


calm down - stop crying

ya we kicked Bobbi's face in a few times
nothing heavy really babe - promise, but ya
always returning to that same booth

after having been bulldozed into landfill
in techni-colour trench-coats

more make-up caked on to cover it
almost daring us to do it again
ya, me and the guys - are cool
(slight twitch)


then came 1981
after a decade of gender appropriate
experimental music/art
wondering what was next
never ever expecting
i mean - OK


MTV - cool ya and - Duran Duran, The Police, Tears for Fears
Bowie - Michael Jackson, Queen, Elton John
ah, so John Lennon dies and THIS?
is what we GIT??

remember the Village People?  barf
prog rock disintegrates - and we get hosed?
fakkin' DISCO?

wait a minute - all these superstars
are fucking freaks, and people
are actually into this shit

time and again i tell myself
i'll stay clean tonight
but the little green wheels are following me
oh, no, not again


hours, weeks, daze in a maze
soap on a rope - yes the mind wanders

watching this shit on my TV
getting high over and over
familiar knock - sittin in yer usual spot

rolling a j - looking at me ... "holy shit dude!"

ya,  it's an ear-ring fuknuts!
it's like "cool" now

get over it

h o m o p h o b i c


they say great art is timeless 

allowing the observer an opportunity 
to take in something new
every time you 

allow it in

simple - less is more - interiors vs. exteriors

a higher spirit vs. religion

my mother says - to get things done
you better not mess with major tom

so yes, there was a major shift in 1980

like a big wall coming down

from black and white into greyscale
and then into colour - lo-fi to high definition
finally allowed to think

both ways

without shame, blame, games

and - that wandering into a black sky
with my mom - telling me how it's supposed to be

can still be healing