Security Breeds My Lazy Sobriety



Physically forgotten,

are the footfalls deluded by haste.


with the sunshine,

pass due date.

Illegal rummage sales among watercolors from an artist on the take.

Loosing chase with overcast informer.

Longing for the finish-line.

Unsanctioned rhyme…

About doing the poor woman’s time.

In the back of my mind…I have been tone down before.

Shade shackled at my crow’s-feet.

A burden of defeat?

Anxiety cupped in a blurred retreat.

Why not?

Acid washed and hung-out to dry.

The running has to stop.


On glory days,

a pledge of allegiance to the boozy haze.

Visions of illusions,

I wished were never severed.

Misadventures cut loose,



Lost direction has made its comeback.

And, it is animation that I lack.

From what the elders have told…

‘there is no cure for sobriety growing old.’

Just parchment pieces of parched reprieve…hand rolled.


Fear No Art

I don’t do drugs. I am drugs. – Salvador Dali



the only difference between me and a madman is I’m not mad
the only difference between me and Jesus?  I keep fuckin’ up!
There are some days when I think I’m going to die from an overdose of satisfaction. – Salvador Dali
the one thing the world will never have enough of is the outrageous. – Salvador Dali
Have no fear of perfection – you’ll never reach it. – Salvador Dali
I seated ugliness on my knee, and almost immediately grew tired of it. – Salvador Dali ‎

Good taste in art is un- art
Art cannot survive without ugliness
Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision. – Salvador Dali