Word of the Day: Founder

I am the founder of new beginnings. The founder of settlements and bloodlines. The founder of armies and crews and simple groups of friends. The founder of a new world. One in which I am okay. Finally. It is a new day. Never back, always forward, unto the dawn. The light shines on my face as I walk into the sea, ready for a new adventure.


Dream Guy

I am a dream guy

Just look at me

Listen to me

Read me

I am a dream guy

Hold me

Feel me

Handle me with care

I am a dream guy

See me in the stars

Watch me down the stairs

Breathe me like the air

I am a dream guy

Sail me like the high seas

Live me like an adventure

Venture through me, searching for El Dorado

I am a dream guy

And sometimes I forget

War Were Declared

Morning. I really don’t have anything to say today. With the news of the largest breakout of war in Europe for 80 years, I find myself at a loss for words. Here’s a poem that doesn’t make any sense. Maybe it’ll bring joy to your little sphere of influence too. Amusez-vouz bien, mes amis.


Alice Cooper, Music Guy

alice cooper’s an anthropologist

he knows all about milwaukee

and the surrounding areas

alice cooper’s the steve carell of musicians

look at his face

just… the way it goes

alice cooper’s eternally sixty

a deal with the devil it would seem

except he accidentally wrote a “+30”

alice cooper’s got the makeup

nothing he could ever do would shakeup

just how fucking cool that guy is

I don’t actually know very much about Alice Cooper 

outside of Wayne’s World 

so if he’s different

that is not on me

Monsters Under My Eyelids

Good morning. Every day is an opportunity. Gotta keep telling myself that. A child, faced with a monster, closes their eyes. What do they do when they’re still there in the dark behind their eyelids? What do you do when you close your eyes but you can still see those things you find most terrifying? Grab your little toy hammer and grasp it tight. Face them down. First and foremost, you are your own protector. Become a hero to yourself and you will find peace.


Die Helden von Einst

that’s where i want to be

not waiting to see

not fleeing, but flying, steadfastly alighting

my course, ever self righting

all’s well that ends well

building a boat

rise above the ocean swell

never to glean, never to gloat

a good man

realizing how i ran

never again

to find in others, that sacred glen

i find my peace

whence from me, you’ve taken a piece

amidst ancient stones, druidic hymn

not for him, just for him

Going east

searching for the beast

in the forest, hearing birdsong

i know the journey ahead will be long

Enduring quest

runic test

training and straining

the beast’s strength never waning

and with my spear and shield i trudge on

ever further, unto the dawn

drawing strength from heroes past

knowing my line will not be the last

von Helden komme ich

und Held werde ich sein

Black Bangs

Good evening, friends. Busy day today, preferable for me. Posting from my phone on that account. Truly a blast. I have for you today a poem that I spent the last 30 minutes writing. I think you’ll enjoy this. Without further ado:


The Last Musketeer

How am I supposed to function

This pain in my chest

Beating heart, myocardial infarction

From which I have no rest

Rippling, rifting, sifting sanity

Robbing, sobbing

In the mirror, the vanity

For apples, we’re bobbing

Tubers and shoots

Zipping through my chutes

Down through my legs

And out through my boots

All my fingers

And all my toes

Slender digits, saintly timbre

Singing souls, lovely ghosts

All is cinder

Burning timber

Start from tinder

Detach the limber

12-Ilber horse artillery

Sound the cannon

Turn that pillory

Into a canyon

“All for one, and one for all,” said the first, said d’Artagnan.

The Wonderful Wizard of OH

Good morning! No matter what the circumstances of today may seem, it’s a good day. It is a wonderful little spectacular day. No matter how many hard days you have, no matter how many hard days there are, no matter what, today is a good day and so too will be tomorrow. Hard as it may be, never let yourself fall into the trap of not thinking it will be better. Thanks again for all the support all of you have shown me. It means so much to have my work shared with so many people. Keep reading, learning, and whatever else you do. Without further ado:


No Stairway! Denied!

Dancing ducklings and darting dalliances

No things of any particular saliences

And peace becomes our chief of ralliances

Serenity, serendipity, authenticity

if be you must then must you be secure in your hospitality

be the one who decries paucity!

be not the one who ceases matrimony

be not the one who pays alimony

be not the one whose persuasion is acrimony!

Find your pleasures in homophony!

and in pepperoni!

And in your grandmother’s zabaglione!

Through all this needless ceremony,

there is but one principal communiqué

Please, for me, just be happy,

and be okay