What are we Working Poor?

Many of the “working poor” are caught in the web, cultivating fake lives, rather than creating self; all things are not true! Why choose to barter authenticity for false idol-ic images? In the end, a uniform worn all day does not camouflage emptiness. Wake up! Avatarial immediacy acts as a drug- deterring change, progress, growth, and resolution. So, unplug; save energy by expending some. Ignore the critics and invest in your dreams. Be naked, be human. Know, trust, love the biological machine you are driving.  Your time is worth your life.  The most probable and inevitable escape is death… Get out of the “Stream” and learn to be!

C-Section: Senescent

In the waiting room

an existential dilemma develops


Transcendental morality

Scopes for a HeartBeat

Patience and Nightingales

Occupy the Wading Room

Time wastes

In circles

While Elephants and Skeletons dance

Spinning and Digging

Higher self wants to get high

Faith tests.

Reality scores…

Drowning in filth

Surface to swim


Burn the caven curtains

Tear down the paper walls

Midnight Moon pulls a voice

out of your skin…

Eject to Survive

the buffer between bleeds

internal breathes into external


Lemonade at a Red Neck Truck Stop

Sweep the cancer under the rug before his mom comes to pick him up.   Waiting in the welfare line does not take as long as it used to, since the drug testing for acid-free food stamps.

Wipe the shit out of the corners of his dirty little mouth.  We want MeeMah Granmama to see a tidy face-hole down to his empty stomach.  There is a reason why it is called “free and reduced” lunch.

Stomp the erasers to empty his mind of knowledge; children cannot, must not think for themselves.  No, not while their parents are playing as kites or out tempting AIDs.  Children MUST think for their parents.  Forget about play, until they metamorphosize into their “adult” stage of life.  Then, they will probably get some.

(You have an obligation to) Make the call.  THEY Won’t take their children away from her.  Mother does not know who the father is.  And no one can love them better.  Each day, each parent is doing his or her best, even if it means a family of six is living in a Toyota Corolla.  (Talk about curb appeal!)  Besides, when they are removed, only the children suffer, not their parents or grandparents or legal guardians.

We need to do our best as teachers to instill hope within the broken value system niche.   After all, we are held accountable.