Thursday, May 18, 2017


We evolved for small tribes, which seemed good
Until overshoot changed our hood;
Since then we’ve resorted
To make-dos contorted,
And managed the best that we could.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Reefer Madness

We’re totally fucked, as you see,  
And there’s no way that we can break free;
I’m not someone who plugs     
That the answer is drugs, 
But they seem to be working for me.

Sunday, May 14, 2017


Laugh when folks claim doom’s a hoax,
Seek distraction from favorite strokes,
Try to pretend
That this isn’t the end—
At some point, you run out of jokes.

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

On Increasing Awareness That WASF

I’m more and more certain of late
That we haven’t much longer to wait:
I believe more and more
We can’t change what’s in store,
And ever more strongly in fate.