Saturday, January 25, 2025

Waow

there's a square around our people

box it in with cardboard bottoms

throw a stone into a beehive

put your fist right through the wall

the Reich fist is wielding 

in its enclosed palm

apartheid money and child miners dead for emeralds


there's a square around our people

they built it with buzzwords and scapegoats

the woke tore down america

but trump will save us all

hes sending all the best at beating wives and beating cases

hes helping you i swear

calling them aliens isn’t racist

you always want to be the victim

but the walls are closing in now

have you read the executive orders?

he’s rerigging the system

the great white man is under attack

mass deportations might just save him

hitler’s playbook in the stack

on his bedside table

he just likes history you fag

we aren’t nazis we don’t like labels

we aren’t nazis we just want it all back

so give it here don’t be unfaithful


theres a square around our people

but the UCP is here to help

lets build the oligarchy and damn all the queers to hell

lets drill baby drill

the east face of the rockies won't resist

oh, we're poisoning the water?

banning books might be the fix

there's a square around our people 

built of comfort and convenience

have your morning coffee and pretend that you don't see it

get all hot and bothered about the crazies on public transit

tell the immigrants to go back home 

Poilievre aint that bad kid

Tell me all about how hard life is

And how you just tune it out

Live your life as normal pretend that everything is fine

In your bed, high and mighty while people freeze outside

“I would fight against facism but I just don’t have the time!”





Friday, January 3, 2025

 the ocean is something i haven't seen in a while

but everything still comes in waves

ebbing and flowing

tidal and rogue 

battered shores and fine sand

not finite

like your eyes inches from mine and our breath in each others mouths

everything comes in waves

pound the seawall and spill over

i am a coastal city 

anticipation is all i know

the ocean is something i haven't seen in a while

but the slow

methodic erosion

feels like my walls stripping away

grout washing out

is a lot like letting you in

waves dictated by ebbs and flows

pushes and pulls

torrential rain and frigid currents

feels like hot breath and home brew lube

overcast skies are your callsign

let me pour myself into you

 my ricky is every dollar spent  and every missing hour the oceans motions and pure devotion my ricky is unyielding longing and the sweat on...