Your mind Is playing a trick on you And you are the trick But since all healing Is a form of getting over yourself
Like Ikea fur– niture, I am difficult to put together
Gaslight, gas bright First-class I seek tonight I wish I may I wish I might Have the wishful thought
There is a place Where children are to be seen And not heard Where all the children are raised To keep up appearances
Wittgenstein let the fly out of the bottle but western philosophy was soon back on the bottle
In this, the year of efficiency AI chatbots exposed a deficiency Because there’s nothing worse In the known metaverse Than a lingering sense of self-suf…
My dissertation defense fell apart even as I read my title– The Bronze Age: A Golden Age of…
When God says Do what you want He knows You’re going to anyway His risk is betting you want
Faced with a forced choice The agnostic feigns ignorance For if you ask a woman to marry yo… And she says I don’t know
Asked for his thoughts on God the materialist replied Nothing doing The mystic said Exactly
To elide is to join together by omitting The world elides Jews abide
In banishing fear of the unknown By knowing it all Our risk is only greater Because now It’s the devil you know
When I was standing in the shallow end I really believed I was all in only later coming to realize
It never snows anymore in Baltimore but it did before you left open the refrigerator doo…
If you don’t believe I’m the Led Zeppelin of poetry just wait ‘til you see my poems go over like a lead balloon
