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The Arc of the Speeding Calico Cat ~ Thursday, June 4, 2026

At the vet, the day before the blue moon to say our goodbyes to the Growltiger though the Wiccan was all around, magic honestly could not save my cat, high noon eclipsed her death, her tongue stuck out, bug eyes virtually half-dead, I would wager everyone knows sedation is no trick take away the spirit, the corpse remains the vet with purple hair wore no disguise however, the arc of the Calico embraced years of effort to love a cat damned to the street, a runt, not long ago answered the sorrow of my past, now that yes, she becomes past as well, no one gains before I knew it, my cat was long gone exactly where, I do not know, they say felines go to Kitty Heaven, children of a lesser god believe the big con religion sets us up for fairy tales each to their own, give the dog a bone, pay the bill before the service ends, say when honestly, I am sick of industry enter the world, exit when all else fails blue moon, second full moon, an afterthought leave me alone, h...
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Please keep telling me that I am enough ~ Thursday, June 4, 2026

Please keep telling me that I am enough Perhaps you know something that I do not let humanity burn, shot down in flames even if I could not care less, I must ask me why cocaine drips out your nose, snot slides down your throat, welcome to addiction each day, I go to work and see your games kindness only as I offer, lick rust each day, I walk away from your nonsense each day, you offer only more friction please, tell me why I should listen to noise tell me why we are a blip on the screen enter the blue marble as girls and boys left childhood behind, unspeakably lean left love and happiness, made no difference if life came with instructions to do well nothing of the sort, I failed, I am through given everyone acts like they know best maybe they do, full of shit, go to hell even their secrets are just politics that rhetoric and platitudes sniff glue how they survived the past, give it a rest ask me why we all make mistakes, process takes decades to unfold, watch lat...
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In a dysfunctional relationship ~ Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Hi, I am Erica, an adult child in a dysfunctional relationship I have no idea why this is my life as if I were born to accept the wild maybe I could have another purpose Erica is my name, give me no lip really, and we will get along, the strife in this world that I encounter is bunk call it what you will, struggle, win or lose avarice, aversion and delusion actively, guide people to enjoy pain nothing is as it appears, illusion as greed, hatred, and ignorance soon gain depth as roots sink into the earth, a monk under a bridge, waits for the rain to pass little does it matter if he gets wet to speak the truth, he watches the raindrops chip away at the limestone base, en masse hip to his spiritual trip, I sought instruction in the dark arts, so we met little by little, enlightenment stops drop by drop from the faucet to fall down instruction takes years, decades, so I bought nothingness from the monk for a pittance as emptiness found me, I cried for days dysfunct...
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The Enigma Complex ~ Tuesday, June 2, 2026

Language is a tool to create meaning Literally, I feel second day burn as if, I had a tough indoor workout nothing could prepare me for this level given, whatever comes, I cannot learn understanding has left me, an anchor answering the context without a doubt given such witchcraft as under a spell each symbol, I decipher as a code ignorance leaves me ignorant, a door slightly ajar, helps to explain this mess as a cacophony sounds like chaos take away one item, as if to bless old eyes with sight, I do not give a toss old eyes see the world before they erode left to make sense of sorrow, of my loss turn the page, this life of light and shadows only the blind make sense of the darkness create meaning out of chaos, a need religion is helpful for old widows each to their own, searching for a small bite as black as death within pure emptiness teach experience as parables bleed each person dry of money, this nonsense meaning creates out of logic, despite each person in need of a solid base as...
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Praise him. ~ Monday, June 1, 2026

Glory be to God for dappled things Pied Beauty ~ Gerard Manley Hopkins Glory be to innocence, lost and found lost over the years, a little brown bear only nobody cares, once childhood past remember memories persist, unbound yet, they will do their best to show they care brilliant, I eat my feet and go running except, neither far can I run, nor fast toenails, black and blue, a fashion statement only if I could return to hunting Goe, and catche a falling starre, Get with child only if I could return to childhood decisively, never again, too mild forget all the books I have read, dead wood only if I could return to pigment remember my legs run around the track distance is the one goal, the old people ask why I run so far, a big runner perhaps, I'm only five-foot one, low stack perhaps, I got a pain in my neck, pop led to believe St. Ignatius steeple emits a tone only mites hear, dumber diatribes have been written for the news think about when my first novel wil...
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Christianity on the Brown Line ~ Sunday, May 31, 2026

Jesus, Colleen, for real? What do you mean? everyone acts as if they understand son of a bitch, what am I doing here understanding nothing, nothing not seen suck it up, you met her, once is enough Colleen, you came by my work, grains of sand overflow the glass like suds in my beer leave me be, Jesus, what now do you want learned scholar, hidden in plain sight, rough edges appear natural, broken glass emerges from the ground like hot lava not unlike fire coals, do I dare pass for fuck's sake, what do you expect, Java only God knows, the holy spirits haunt reality for me, Fathers and Sons read another book of literature eat breakfast, never, get on with my day angry, nothing makes sense, the hot cross buns leftover from Good Friday, cold and hard What makes this religion, for all, a cure help me understand, Colleen, what you say ask me, will this matter in twenty years talk about walking the line, a glass shard difficult to remove, embedded, flesh of my flesh,...
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Ode on the Death of a Favorite Cat ~ Sunday, May 31, 2026

The emptiness lies beside me in bed how what was there before is now no more energy, where does it go, after death enter the irreversible, misled maybe by past beliefs, the afterlife perhaps by reincarnation, a store time recycles lost souls, the final breath inspires non-attachment to sorrow non-attachment to suffering, the knife enters the body, a stick of butter simply gutted, the absence reigns supreme supremacy does not make things better love makes us human, fragile as a dream if I wake up and find nothing, Sparrow enlightenment is a meaningless game sudden-gradual illumination blooms out of right effort, do the right thing expect nothing in return, shame and blame set up each of us who expect results in my bed, a noise factory station disappeared never to return, birds sing enticing the other, a trap, we fall maybe we want love and death, without faults enter resurrection, I turn a leaf if not to believe in leaves in the books nothing but lightness, anot...
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