Inebriated Icons

I

Drunk as a skunk in his Sunday
best; greeting friends with
spray and flipping off the
rest.

II

No more words, at least not today; I
fear all my thoughts have flown away.
Where they'll land, I do not know, but
they better be back inside my head
before it snows.

Emptiness, surrounded by doubt,
alienated itself en route. Don't
quite know what to do. Insanity, over
the years, has accrued. What do the
psychiatrists call it? Oh, yes:
SCREWED!

Things really aren't too clear these
days. It's hard to find the answers
when your future is a haze, and you
feel like a lab rat cast into an
eternal maze, and you keep babbling
over and over again, that same
nonsensical phrase, and ... and ...

and ... Oh, shut up! Hey! I was on a
roll! Yeah, Ham and cheese!

III

Don't forget to wipe the blood off the
knife; if mommy sees it, she will get
mad. Do you think sixty times is
enough? Of course, any more would be
BAD! That will teach him to take my
lunch money!   

Let's go play Barbie!

IV

In the mirror are eyes, and
little besides, the gleam that
was Life, has dimmed.

Not all at once, but slowly
each day, I'd sneak a quick 
glimpse...and witness with horror
...that another part of me had 
faded away!

So fast and far we've come, to
see nothing more than we
already knew!

A quick breath, and we're
there! 

Say good-bye to the Human Zoo!

V

If I were to tell you the Truth about
what you want to know, would you run
away to hide in the warm womb of lies,
crying yourself to Death; feeding off
the umbilical cord of disease,
corruption and insanity? 

Yes, you would!

It's so much more comfortable being
led through existence with an electric
cattle prodder with the Herd than to
mosey through the barren canyon walls
obscured by isolation...friendless,
misplaced, non-conformist Commie
Bastard!

But seriously folks, have you ever had
the courage/stupidity to find out who
you really are; to finally come face
to face with the Soul imprisoned
behind your frightened eyes? 

Well, folks, it's not recommended by 
noted authorities, including myself!

Once you break on through to the other
side, there's no way back - EVER!!!

Of course, be tween you and me, the
trip is DEFINITELY worth it!

VI

I lost everything waiting for something 
to come around. 

Looking out my window toward the 
horizon, it just quietly passed by, 
behind my searching eyes, without even 
greeting or teasing me with it's offerings.

I've dreamed about that moment since
I can remember, yet never worked
toward its realization. 

Yet, I was told that all dreams come true 
if you give them time. Thus said an old 
man on the streets still waiting for his
dog, Lester, to return after leaving
30 years ago, "dreams keep you alive",
he said, gumming the words.

Not this time, I'm afraid. I
stretched forth my neck to look ahead,
yet behind me stood an executioner
with a heavy blade, waiting to snip my
naked neck and claim my head for his
folly.

It all slipped quietly away as I
dreamed of unobtainable horizons and
sweet, sensual interludes with my nose
buried in books and head swimming
through the clouds.

Can't see a thing from here.
Everything is swirling in madness.
Let's just go home.
Don't know where "home" is.
Good-bye, then!
Sure thing.
Later Daze!

VII

O, to be young again, but then,
would it be any different now that I
know, or would confusion still be my
friend?

Nothing, I suppose - only fragments of
my past/future life now. Don't want
to start over, just continue on
rather than die stagnant, stinking
Here!

Salvation, if thou be more than a
word, show thyself and do thy work

NOW!

VIII

Who am I?
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?

Where am I going when I
leave this place?

WAIT!

Don't tell me!
I want to find out
MYSELF!

Fine.

Answer away!

IX

There's something very wrong here, yet
I must continue...push forward to show
I am running full speed with the
current program.

No slack here, I'll do whatever you
say; just tell me what to do and I'll
"Yes Sir - No Sir", to everything you
request.

Ass kissing? Hell, yes! We deliver,
man - right on the cheek, or is that
left? I'm not sure which. So bend
over, Sir!

Just kidding - got a crowbar that
needs lubing - yessssirreeee!
OOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPHiffiHH!! 

X

When you say, "I love you", do you
ever really mean it? So few words
have more meaning than these, yet we
say them to each other like it was our
duty rather than a true expression of
our feelings.

Don't hurt your lover so. Tell them
the Truth! If you really love them,
tell them and mean it; if not, leave
and stir up no more unrest. 

Move on and go where your heart leads 
Die no more in shackles of doubt.

What is it? Are you not sure of your
destiny? 

Do you really know what you want or are 
you but a deserter of the true faith, 
waiting to arrive at your destiny guided 
by angels of mercy?

Or what, then?

XI

Twilight, before the haze and blur,
that's where all the answers lie! To
arrive there is a crime...pure
thought leads to Death; yet in a ring
of Truth you shall Die!

XII

Begin the dream; slip beneath
Reality's cold scream! A stifled
breath becomes humbled as a
belligerent cry echoes defeat!

Hope, where are you now as we drown in
our own helplessness, forgotten by our
own blood?! 

Follow your desire until you can once 
again feel true and passionate Love!

Only one promise left to keep; to
yourself and Death before you Sleep!

What then is left to chance but war
and romance...when all you want is a
quick way out...to consecrate the
passing of the Truth which weeps
everlasting from Above!

XIII

Life? I knew her well; she left me
stranded in the Valley of Hope with a
quick smile and promise of eternal
happiness.

No, she never did come back to check
on me, but she did leave a tootsie
roll pop to forever remind me of a
what a Sucker I was!