Partnered With the Universe

I played the fool to your Romeo,
Maid Marion to your King of Nottingham,
a princess to your Jekyll & Hyde,
Fairy Godmother to a toothless child,
and a joker in tune to the beating of drums,
taking helpless strides in the wrong direction


Back-to-Back Episodes

Simple ways of simple men
cannot connect with my universe
I’ll allow no further descent
full of lethal intent

Experience has taught me well
their kind exude a certain stench
like burnt toast stacked high with rancid butter
wrought by the fires of Hell

Leaping to Conclusions

Talk comes cheap delving deep
beyond eternity
Idioms of language
encapsulate meaning
for those who’d comprehend
their simplicity

Here’s one for the annals
for although complex
we all have debts
electricity & the like
similar in content
to words of the wise
we all revere as truth

Men who contend for a prize
no more than approving ayes
advancements for the betterment of Man
to heal wounds of dissatisfaction
& love is the prime moving factor
on which we can rely
with enhancement of life & matter
the ever elusive goal

Sweet Scents of Experience

Insulted face-to-face set the pace
disappearing in a puff of scented smoke

Risky business has its allure
the call of the wild has its limits
Never been the flirtatious kind
rather using my head instead

I see no reason to act out of turn
I bequeath my soul to the sciences
where mystery still abounds
thriving on the middle-ground of life

Here I stand doting on experience
of past & present tense
My best defense is limitless
turning the tables in my favor