doff the cap

Let the games begin...

the writing was on the wall
but we were all to busy to read.
but really, who cares at all,
when the castle's so far East?

the nobles spent and squandered
and abused priviledge and rank, but
when they got caught their minds wandered
all the way to the bank.

the lesser nobles got pissed
and decided to do something about it all
so they got together and swarmed the bastards -
oh how the "mighty" fall!

now the king's lost his crown
and we're supposed feel bad
cuz the man's been put down.

Ad infinitum

Miserere mei, Deus.

The light shines down
cascading relief upon me in
the knowledge that a new
day will dawn despite
efforts to the contrary.

Lux sit de profundis.

My faith has been beaten,
my shield is cracked and worn,
so I fall back to camp
to fix the warped and torn.

Laude aute dominum.

My armour renewed and
my weapons sharp and oiled
I head into the valley
where the battle toils.

Vi et armis.

The cycle renews,
we rush forth into the breach,
making slow headway with
the blood slick under our feet.

Viam inveniam aut faciam.

We are the few,
the brave,
some say the damned,
but there's a war to be waged,
and no idle time to be had.

Morituri te salutamus.

Cloaked

"You try to hide it
like Oreo-stained teeth,
pearly-whites flecked
with black spots that
couldn't be washed away
by a quick swish of milk.
So it sticks to your soul
and rots it away
like plaque on enamel.
Thing is,
your soul's a lot more
fragile than your teeth are.
I mean, how many times
have you seen a tooth
broken by mere words?
And yet those same words
have the power to shatter
someone's soul and drive it
into a pit of despair from
which only a desperate
act on the parts of angels
can save it from the demons
you set upon it.
And since you live in black,
but reside in grey,
it's easy to believe you
when the denial begins."

In my time of need...

Today feels like forever.
Awake in the dark
I lie here dreaming,
spinning around
I feel like screaming
at unvoiced emotions
welling up in me,
filling my soul and
bursting its seams.
A thread comes loose,
unaware to me
a demon grabs hold
and pulls it free
releasing the fire
that's burning inside
scorching the container
in which it tried
to hide.
As I pull back
and shake my head,
I wonder what else
could lie ahead
in this,
my time of need.

Random scribblings from the bus stop

Through the stillness comes
the sound of someone in a
mad rush, pushing his 4
cylinders to the height
of revolution in his
attempt to get "there"
[wherever that is]
that fraction of a second
sooner so someone doesn't
have to wait like they used to.

Doctor, my patients are leaving,
and I don't want to wait to
get them back. Can I just IM their
prescriptions to them?
Oh yeah, I lost my contacts list
when I last rebooted... Can
I just google them?