Category: Esoterica

Titles are Overrated

Stories are too, said the author, referring to the title of this one. … That’s mine this week. “…” My story. … Hold on. I’ll touch it up for you: . . . That’s better. Care to know the interesting thing about trying to express yourself through symbolism? Me having to explain it to you … Continue reading “Titles are Overrated”

Esoterica: Entry 20 (Dear Waymon)

Lady Baby Blues (2006)

Well, what are you suppose to do when you learn a few Blues chords?… She said she wants a baby she wants me as the dad because I treat her like a lady doesn’t mean that I’m her man she said she wants a little boy maybe a little girl I’m wishin’ it were a … Continue reading “Lady Baby Blues (2006)”

Esoterica: Entry 15 (Vote-For-Me Jesus)

“Weeeeellll, now…I come to you today–oh, yes I do!–with a record that speaks for itself…” “Uh-huh!” “Loud and clear, it does!” “Oh, yes it does!” “…You heard ’em for yo’self, now, Jesus–they all said it…” “Yes we did!” “Oh Lord, we did!” “I’ll say it again now, too!” “…That’s a whole lotta people, now, Jesus–not … Continue reading “Esoterica: Entry 15 (Vote-For-Me Jesus)”

Esoterica: Entry 14 (Put Me In, Coach!)

Esoterica: Entry 11 (Dark Matters)

Up. I’m looking. For I’m not sure what. Under the impression that’s from where it will come. Because folklore says it comes from the sky. And who am I to argue with that? Did I notice it first? Or offensively later? It seems like everyone caters obnoxious in need. Progressions in synch. Was I missing … Continue reading “Esoterica: Entry 11 (Dark Matters)”

Esoterica: Entry 10 (F-ckin’ Science, Bro)

I’m having drug cravings. In my prison cell. And I can’t find a pamphlet. There’s a call button I could push. But if I did, they would come to my cell and say, “That button’s only for emergencies.” To which I’d say, “I could die from my addiction, you know? Because it’s been some years … Continue reading “Esoterica: Entry 10 (F-ckin’ Science, Bro)”

Esoterica: Entry 9 (The Rush Limbaugh)

Esoterica: No. 6 (a dirty mick remix)

I’ve been a real asshole… …I know I can do better The first step is always to acknowledge the problem… …Only pussies are afraid to move in leaps and bounds It can be hard trying to balance my ego… …I tie mine to my balls and let them anchor it down I think I’m missing … Continue reading “Esoterica: No. 6 (a dirty mick remix)”

Esoterica: No. 5 (RENDiTiONs)

Present Day, Northernmost Territory “Wheeeewwie, that boy can dance!” “I know it. I know it. I didn’t know it when I got’im, but I’ll be damned if I don’t know it now.” “True what you say, he does that all day long?” “That’s right. Figure Waymon could’a mentioned it when he gave me his papers … Continue reading “Esoterica: No. 5 (RENDiTiONs)”