so the riptide begins with sweeping zealots

the old man hides amongst the dogs

so the riptide begins with sweeping zealots 
secretly smirking through toothy grins and pretending to fly
  because their traffic has no realistic reason to question
    why the shoreline of sanity has begun to fade from view
and their gold temples of conformity will sing, rejoice, plead and wail
      burning and rewriting all that was known
and the blessed will scream nonsensical negative orgasms
  until the almighty plunge backwards into obedience and darkness and decay begins
recycling itself into heavenly submission

             once more

all the while the heretical thinkers will be censored
  and driven like pagan snakes back into hidden holes of survival
    begging for meager mental morsels of scientific truth
  to filter through clandestine subterranean pores

...thurlo.

lazy houses and puppets

lazy houses slump into formation
wires criss cross and obscure a faithful sky
fumes loiter on the corner
and the ground tries to hold onto the warmth of the sun

  long after our day has died

don't be a puppet

....thurlo.

black fog

the fortitude that feeds the ignorant walk is inherit
we all take those blissful steps
   towards paying off our only true debt
as if it didn't exist
we all are but living memories ignoring the inevitable event
compiling a list of regrets that go unnoticed
   until the light illuminates them all
compiling notes that will never be translated
holding onto a breath that feels like fog

... .thurlo.

late late night

friends don't let friends

drink and draw

... .thurlo.

5ive daze in march

heady topper

yin & yang

pliny the elder

hopslam

nugget nectar