Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends

the noble lie

you make me consider plato
and his noble lie

“a contrivance for one of those falsehoods that come into being in case of need, of which we were just now talking, some noble one. . . .”

and i once thought
withholding my opinion
my true thoughts about you
an act of merciful omission

because my cause was to protect
the needy case that is you

but let me tell you, jack

you’re as full of shit as they come

that cross you bear
ain’t nothing new under this sun
neither is that organ grinder monkey
resting on your unbroken back

your shuck and jive is tired
taking credit for museum pieces
as you sell them for another day on the corner

you’re a well enabled drunk
an aged man child
a life long con man
a notorious bastard

cookie cutter motherfucker
you’re the reason
charitable people
throw out their couches

and you’re too fucking old
to be excused

Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends

subway art in the garden of eden

all apologies
for having the ability
to trace your patterns

lightning scars
are the ivy climbing
stone squamous cells
of my skin

i am sorry for seeing you
with the clarity of
two different colored eyes

one the amber scrying mirror of a poet
the other a blue pool of paint

please forgive
that my depth perception
senses in the dark
you are a sink hole
of endless need

pardon me for the ability
to intuit that your basement
knows no floor

your reasoning
has turned rotten in your easter basket

you smell of sulfur and the same old excuses

my ears hear the hiss of your forked tongue

an opportunistic plague seeping from the corpses of the willing

your crucifix horizon
may go infect
a more foolish queen’s court