Wow It’s Been A Week Since The Last Post

And I’m Not Talking About World War One

That Was More Than A Century Ago

I Didn’t Attend That Soiree

But I Hear It Was A Real Blast

But Enough About War & All It’s Gore

Let’s Talk About Happy Things

I’m Sorry I Must Be Slipping

Happy things Aren’t Interesting

Unless Of Course, It’s “Twisted Happy Things”

Like An Alcoholic Who Has No Cash

& is Going Crazy & Has No Beer

And Has Had None For 3 Days

And Then He Moves The Couch Over A Little

And Finds A Solitary Beer Underneath It

He Notices the Glint Of The Beer Can

& A Twisted Happiness Rolls Across

His Shabby Mug

That’s The Kind Of Happiness I Like To Write About

I’ll Leave The Rich Upper- Middleclass

Who Do Not Know Struggle Or Poverty

to Write About The Dull Meaningless Kinds Of Fake Happiness

That they Are So Addicted To Crapping Out

They Write Stuff Like This

“Oh Steven! I Can’t Believe How Lucky You Were

To Win That Free BMW At The Club Yesterday – Oh Joy”

The Reason That Pap gets Published Is The Boring

And the Rich Are Too Well Networked

To The “Gatekeepers” – Their Friends Who Also

Do Not Know Struggle Or Poverty Either

& Thus Want To Publish That Pap

Give Me “Bukowski” Like Writing Any Day!

Yes He Was A jerk So I Hear

But He Wrote Of Toil & Desperation

The Stuff About 90% Of us See Every Day

But It Is Almost Never Celebrated Or Described.

The Pap Peddlers Of The Mainstream Press

Make It Their Job To Post Their Rich Friends Pap

“Wendy, I Thought You Remembered We Were Going

Out Dancing Tonight – How Could You Forget My Birthday”

Dear Oh Dear Oh Dear Oh Dear

I Have A Good Term For This Kind Of Writing, & Mass Publishing

I Call It “PapWars”

Stay Right Away From It.

Papwars Will End Up Killing Us All.