Done in the Dark

It was a face on an easel
Covered in oil,
Staring at the people,
A picture of evil.
It had a greasy smirk
And was the bane
Of the owner’s
Vain existence
Staying ever persistent
In it’s effort
To return the resistance.
Alas,
The pressure, perhaps,
Grew to massive;
The carotid collapsed,
The facade paled,
And Unveiled
What the true brush strokes
Had Painted.

 

Kurtis Lunz

If You Can Dodge A Wrench…

Patches O’houlihan
Was caught today
With Criminal amounts
Of clean urine.
He did not dispute.
He politely obeyed;
Yet, sternly conveyed
“It’s sterile,
And I like the taste.”

Kurtis Lunz

Lying in Wait

A fifth of Bacardi,
16 bags of tea,
My nerves are remixing their rhythm.

I feel that my heart
Has been skipping a beat,
But I’ve pawned my conventional wisdom.

10 boxes of Trix,
Every other one free;
The vitamins, minerals, total 13.

‘Got a similar deal
On the cans of sardines
‘Cause I still gotta get some protein.

Waves of the future
Forming behind me;
Broken past washing up on beachhead.

Will it get better,
Or will it get worse,
Debt gentrification still building to cred.

 

Kurtis Lunz

Define Poetry – #1

Dilemma (n):

A moral
dipole antenna
Catching signals
From two different
Angles.
Each one being cogent,
The mind becomes tangled,
Listening back and forth,
Hoping and praying
The truth will soon
Louder resound.

 

Kurtis Lunz

Inflamed Disdain

I pretend
To represent
The Zen,
The phlegm,
Secured at brainstem,
The center
Of the Venn
Diagram.

The balanced.

When Actually,
I am,
More like the REM,
Eyes Shifting
Back and forth
To dream up
Some chem
To medicate,
Remedy,
Repair and mend,
The two halves
Of my brain
That are torn
At the hem.

Kurtis Lunz

HealthyWage Challenge Day 110

Weight: 155 lbs.   Today’s Exercise: QTY 1 ea. sets of the Anderson Ab workout. You can check out the post from Day 2 if you aren’t familiar with it. 4  mile jog Breakfast: A bowl of cocoa cheerios cereal with strawberries and whole milk A glass of whole milk A cup of unsweetened green tea Water Lunch: A bowl of oats and more cereal with strawberries and milk A glass of whole milk Dinner: Chicken Tenders Cracked Pepper Brussels Sprouts A glass of whole milk Sweet Tea Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share...

Fettering Feathers Falling

Together
Flock the feathers
Of a Bird.
Falling feathers
parachute to the ground.
Birds of a feather
flock together.
A stone shoots
A pair to the ground.
Horses of a feather
Spread around
Spreading horsefeathers
All around.

 

Kurtis Lunz

House of Cards

Living in a house of cards
The walls aren't thick enough
To block the ill regards.
Nor, do they block the sound
Of my sharpening sword.
Still, I hear them questioning
How sharp mine is,
Or if it's even sharp at all.
Every note I play
Further from dull,
They wonder why,
So persistently,
I grind and polish.
Well, like a samurai
That's made up his mind,
No longer blind,
Knowing any time,
Is just as good 
Of a time to die,
I can love
With no more time resigned;
What's to fear
About a fragile house falling
When your blade is fit
to carry through
The other side?



-Kurtis Lunz

HealthyWage Challenge Day 108

Weight: 151.4 lbs. Today was pretty similar to yesterday, but I got home late and didn’t feel like making dinner; so, I ate another bowl of cereal. Another positive, is that I went another day without any sweets. That is a good accomplishment for me. Today’s Exercise: QTY 1 ea. sets of the Anderson Ab workout. You can check out the post from Day 2 if you aren’t familiar with it. QTY 40 ea. push-ups 4  mile jog Breakfast: A bowl of cocoa cheerios cereal with raspberries and milk A glass of milk A cup of unsweetened green tea Water Lunch: Half of a kielbasa...

Vision Correction

I fought the long slog
For the fruit of freedom,
But the fruit was one of those
Where you couldn’t eat ’em.

What do I do with this?
It looks pretty I guess,
But it’s not what I’d hoped for,
I’m not that impressed.

And now, it’s back to the nitty-gritty
With a shattered hope like,
“Oh, what a pity.”
I pray that I learn
To love the stress;
Otherwise, what hope
Have I left?

 

Kurtis Lunz