June 8th 2010, parts 1-5 in chronological order

Part 1

Bursts of inspiration like on aerial assault
it hurts to think of all the reasons that I know why I'm at fault
forced attempts at progress like the writing of these words
fail to make a difference this ambivalence is absurd

I hate so much about the things I love
misdirected intellect struck from above
ungrateful for the things I'm thinking of
the turbulence won't phase the bitter dove

3 haikus about
what the fuck is good right now?
Who knows, anyway?

I can't stand to think
about the way yesterday
totally happened

I suppose it is
this, for whatever reason,
all over again.

Part 2

Thanks a lot, you meant so much
I don't know what you meant
Thanks again, your gentle touch
received but never sent
battle bots in parking lots
at sunrise once again
the baron cries but never lies
my brain is on the mend
historical geology right down the road
illiterate theology and poisonous toads
attempted recreation on a broken radio station
one more time on my second to last dime
can't get enough of the rhyme of this unbearable load


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Chicken necks?

Part 3

The smell of something so familiar
bothers to no end
cleanliness strangely unwelcome
morning creeps through the blinds
like a jittery bandit
The taste of something so familiar
fails to satisfy
wakefulness strangely unpleasant
the sounds around surround
like a tumultuous ocean

Part 4

False
Alarm
The truth detector failed. He should have gotten fired some time ago.
Can't
Taste the difference
any more, though.
Undiscovered
evidence
remains

Part 5

Eyes on the prize with no reason why
save for lack of a better guise
frequently tries but always despises
the shapes and the sizes
impending demise is all over the skies
all knowing and wise but unrecognizable
seeps through the skin at a rate that is sizable
so blatant that it should be clear, undeniable
yet for some reason it seems barely tryable
constantly dreams in a way that is cryable
nonsense, it seems, makes it quite liable
ancient machines, no longer drivable