Walking Down The Street On All Saints Day






Walking down the street on All Saints Day
Victrolas on display at the corner store
Aflirtatious greeting with the local beauty
She always smiles, but never asks for more
You’ve created another aura within her
Casting her a red-blooded in your pulp fantasy
A polite lady with those vicious high heels
Mental interludes without consent, it seems to me
Take your dreams & exit stage left
You tried to court &failed, life’s not fair
Let a true gentleman whisper elegant words
She’ll open up her passion, exposing her silky pair


Pirate Prep


Pirate Prep

Slow reveal behind the mask

But there’s no dick pics

No matter how politely you ask

I’m gonna keep something for me

Reality to keep up with illusion

You’re drooling over my secrets

Obviously tainted by your delusion

*Yes, I keep using this pic, but only because it is one of my favorites

** No, I’m not usually this vain

Pseudonyms & Plagiarisms


Pseudonyms & plagiarisms
Rebounding from an unsound defeat
Words a quaint & salacious secret
She was never so polite or discrete
Never recovering from such a mark
Unsure of future rings & knockings
Attempts at modeling a smile
Fear from being tied in her stockings


I’ve Had Enough


I’ve had enough
Of the criminals getting media spotlight
Crying that the cops were too harsh
But I can’t let my family go out at night
People would be a lot more polite, I’m sure
If we brought back duels at dawn
I’ll return to being a grumpy old white man
Now, get the fuck off my lawn