Journal of a Slow, Quiet Trigger - Rantings
Journal of a Slow, Quiet Trigger
AXIS NEEDLE
Sometimes, I feel
the Earth is a
Broken record.


VEGETABLES
How edible would or could you be? You've been sitting there for how long? I've seen people pass you up with question marks on their faces.
Maybe, it's because you're a Misfit in this Meat-market world. But, what about the hippies? Why haven't they acknowledged you? Are you not good enough for the Earth to not deserve the roots that keep you grounded?
Your stem is browning from Rot. You used to be so bright with all of your fibers. You stood tall.
But, now all of you just lie limp in each other's laps.


PERSONS
I like much more than people.
Simply because they each have an opinion.
They each have a personality.
People are too collective & all emBody the same smell
And take-up way too much space.
Which person is your favorite?
Surely, not me (?)


PILLOWS
And her 1st name was Head.
Would you like to guess what's
in the Middle?


THE INDEPENDENT EYE
Searching for the pen to scribe what I wanted to say before I forget the words as they come to me. No, really. I'm fighting the fit.
O.K. ......... Well, I never underStood the collective appreciation or fashionable jargon toward any other artist's sight or vision.
I only know what it feels like when I find that peculiar old house on a certain hill at the right timeof day .......... or hear that train on the quiet of 5 a.m. It's different for us each. Only to the Individual does it truly make perfect sense. And even then, only momentuous.


ALWAYS BE YOURSELF
Why?
Nobody likes me when I do that.
Believe me -
Everytime I let the REAL ME out -
That's what happens:
I'm left [all] alone.
Oh, o.k.
Sounds fun.
Let's do it!


AMBIGUITY
In: "That bank brings me so much joy!"
He may be dreaming of standing by a calm lake in Absolute Solace.
While She is Thrilled to go on a Shopping spree.
Or Vice/Versa.
But, I doubt it.


KITCHEN WALLPAPER
That's what
the Foreign guy was wearing
On his head today on
T.V.


REFLECTIONEXXUN
Utter
Butter.
Find your Mind.
Like Waldo.
Chatter
Matters.
But, only to me - of course.
I know what it means .....
Even if the mirror guy doesn't.
Besides,
Who cares what he thinks?
Stubble
Trouble.
He's dull
As the Razor.


A JOINT & A GLASS OF WINE
I'd like to think that I haven't sold my soul.
That, instead, I only pawned it ......
.... with full intention of getting it back,
before someonelse can snatch it up.
I hope it's not too late.