Here at half way point of winter
I keep hammer by furnace blower motor
shouldn't leave home more than an hour
front column mouse gave birth day before last
this litter raises ante 87.5%
deep cold reveals remaining places to seal
doing my part warming world through gable vents
humid clouds freed like puff magic inflation dragon scent
deer troll orchard for high bush and virginia creeper berries
bilberry tea helps vision cold hands feet stay merry
reading into fallen watchers lusting after human women
souls of giant offspring become demons when slayed by men
tonight's plan to venture out for longest night
last time performed there sang with ex-wife
music much more moving melodies motored by muse
poems brushed off dandruff shoulder slapping societal taboos.
Day Gun
this existence free will offering
so many lifetimes repeat repenting
earth enticing corruptive setting
wrong direction mapped aplenty
Truth is present are you ready
not convenient choice for many
what's to lose but self abuse
automation programed ruse
authenticity autonomy starved
just can't go there fear too strong
responsibility shunned discarded
evil presents dependence bargain
success attained through buying lies
conformity congregation built on bribed
materialistic promise never ends well
world focus rings all hell's bells.
Day Gun
Capping every year off right
most goats don't fear depth or height
good luck keeping us caged
we'll head butt your ass in hay
horny you might say... we are
place lips on Pan's flute not too hard
word devils whispered round barn
common jealousy for will powered starved
don't get sad with next Saturn transit
see stern whipping as gift from ringed planet
forever teaching time through restriction
countering Jupiter's ever gross expansion
exalted Libra house seven relations
Kronos devoured his children don't blame us
fine other signs choose lazy and weak
conveniently cursing the scapegoat indeed.
Day Gun
Dear new world order-ish oligarchs, hope this letter finds you cuddled and cozy in your secular genderless matching commie pajamas. There is much to be grateful for here at the end of year 22. The awakening you've spurred on with that whole cootie masquerade lockdown lunacy the past couple years has been the greatest blessing. The self empowerment that has resulted from people realizing that taking responsibility for their own health is the only way to prevent and heal from any ailment, is truly a monumental revelation. We can't thank you enough for outing all of the corrupt institutions and unworthy relations in our lives. Not a day goes by where we don't prep for your arrogant and evident downfall. Please know that even though you may currently puppet our governments, the strings are visible and the curtain cull draws near on your tired old fashioned power play. You have filled the role of malevolent villains very adequately and we just want to thank you for your service. Godspeed with the composting of your souls.
With Love,
Day Gun
during dark dreary end of year
emotional overwhelm can draw near
what the hell just happened anyway
maybe your mantra every day
I've mapped this mental mountain well
many times worn out tread mill
no longer do I limp through calendar's death
happy reporting my health is present
so here's a rope take when needed
reach out if slipping feeling
maybe we'll unpack gift real time
as always there's a message hiding
in every single pattern meaning
subconscious projection persistent screaming
blind we are self camouflage
takes friends to show our shadow parts.
Day Gun
step on up this is it
our choice chance make a switch
wolves run scared left in pack
won't be long they'll be back
past two years we've owned black sheep
pointing out what blind can't see
soon time will come when things are clear
for doubled down avoidance dears
how to walk steep narrow path
between duality heart centered laugh
at all the many mapped mistakes
we are humans growth can't fake
nothing lost watch death of lies
tis season for Truth to rise
make your fate participate
co-create better days.
Day Gun
Con-sens-us is less-on
real eyes or suffer time
be-lie-if death wish
know weakness with it
in-sects roll call
group think will cull
in-divid-u-al parting
person-al author-it-y
powered r-esp-on-se ability
no more victim men-tally
behave to be had
when facing evil plans
laid out in plain sight
lazy only serves b-light
seek Truth and thrive
i-dent-if-y live.
Day Gun
Are we there yet
place your bets
is this our home stretch
quite a mess
tho strangely perfect
what's so urgent
oh dear Truth part
test for all hearts
when missed self harming
shared falsity not charming
only thing contagious
conformed minds in cages
with Love I take each step
forgive persistent brashness
please kick my ass the same
if slip up occurs again.
Day Gun
what to do what to do with hideous ho-spit-als
once each one of us become health responsible
witness these pop up rot shops dot the land
as if death wish suc-cess-pool business plan
here's a thought why not
up-cycle outdated doc-tortured suppression prisons
to zoos
not for lovely foreign endangered species
harmed by ever expanding habitat destruction
but for politician, banker, gangster, government
psychopathic pedophile corruption
even with free admission
attendance is likely to be poor
but we'll all sleep better
knowing penalties exist
for those selling out human life as whores.
Day Gun
solo we climb
out from the slime
schooled in con-fusion
pool of foul unions
what is this drive
something so find
expression at play
authentically craved
chance at lone failure
success with no savior
see same old shadow
trying for hallow
lost a long way
found just today
"be-you-to-full"
Divine daring go-All.
Day Gun
"be-you-to-full" quote from Laurel Airica
The poetry teacher
caught us making out under gym bleachers
I said please
don't give me another D
plus forget you witnessed this kissing spree
she said drop out, I think
and get into Voluntaryism
that's what I heard, but
who really listens to poetry nerds
this all made sense
at least it does now
in truth that was a one poet town
so the very next day
I jumped a train
eternity awaits
let's play.
Day Gun
science can't see
books take up nooks
school a dull tool
church blows wafer burps
wine loses time
weed weakens fee-lens
doctors pro-fit trauma
nurses empty purses
gurus grope gullibility
channelers summ-on demons
pets vet owners
preachers play teacher
government grows nuts
psychiatrists get bored
angels die-rect traffic
reverse the word dogma.
Day Gun
Land of love shacks
northerners kick so much ass
as sissies and bums bus south for winter
the hardy bunker down deeper and deeper
some see more snow as curse
others pray for the like in reverse
cold weather brethren salute
wind chilled pissing skin flutes
cords of freedom stacked high from spring storms
quiet healing reflection never bored
if 6 pm bedtime seems crazy
know many work overtime making babies
true sign of manmade global warming
sweat stains on sheets from boning moaning
note to corporate commies corrupting state capitals
won't be long now til secession is palpable.
Day Gun
Love can let go
Love never needs
Love is lite
Love is playful
Love doesn't keep track of Loving deeds
Love lingers on
Love is Truth
Love is Source
Love knows divorce
Love longs to learn
Love can't help but burn
Love is natural
Love is free
Love is quite the sight to see
Love is here what more to say
Love is the way to live every day.
Day Gun
