Djinn

My familiar is a cat,
an old black cat
sharpens her claws on the couch-arm

My old black cat,
the Cross-eyed cat
jumps on my chest and rumbles

The Cross-eyed Cat,
a Halloween cat
arches her back and blinks

Both paws up,
claws at the ready
she combs my beard when I hold her

Tokyo

I always wanted to go to Japan
It is the martial artist in me

The wind is blowing towards Tokyo
and it is carrying death with it.

Is it Godzilla?

Dust, dust, all is dust.
floating on the air
picked up in dust-devils
and thrown carelessly into the wind

The wind that is blowing towards Tokyo

Fukushima is the cost of technology
And it will happen again.
And we will let it.

Bastet's spell

Bastet cast the spell, the spell I can never learn
She took her rage and contained it
focused it
and in so doing gave the blame
the hurt
the fear
the worry
the helplessness
to a small magic-marker picture
of a cute little princess
She then ripped it into small squares
and as she did, she became calmer
and began to let it go.

is it on?

Yeah, unfortunately, it is on.

-=lizard looks at Bill, Bill looks at lizard=-

Go with the flow, or slay the dragon?

Screw This.

Red cool-aid or blue Kool-Aid, it's still fucking Kool-Aid. Does it matter if it was Ayn Rand or Karl Marx who stirred it last?