The Writing on the Wall [Free Verse]

I see the writing on the wall,
and find it untrustworthy
because of all the stories
of valiant warriors
framed for treason
with forged poems
scrawled on tavern walls.

And of the virtuous men
who did write rancorous poems,
but did so while blackout drunk.

And I wonder whether the words
I am seeing are forged or written
under the influence
of intoxicants,
or -- possibly -- they are the truth.

But I cannot read them,
so I find them irrelevant,
though they may convey
crucial information,
such as:
- the existence of a vampire infestation, or
- the presence of cholera in the town well.

So, I can see the writing on the wall,
but I find it neither trustworthy
nor relevant --
(though my life may depend
on its contents.)

Let It Fly! [Free Verse]

Stand on a hill and howl.

Don't wait for the perfect moon.

Gather your thoughts, 
  & wash the:
      cliches,
      doublespeak, 
      technocratic jargon, and
      weasel words
 out of mind & mouth.

(Those shitty words, phrases,
     and qualifiers are heavy,
      and will weigh down 
       your message & 
        keep it from sailing.) 

Then, belt it out.

Let your words fly.

Express your authentic self.

Huff & Puff, 
    and let the bricks fall 
     where they may.