My Litany for Garth House

https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/charlespoet/episodes/2020-03-16T00_16_17-07_00

Common Grounds

Nervous flawless poet

We rode a ride at the Ohio State Fair together

He wrote a letter to me that still to this day gives me goosebumps

Someone with his measure of talent noticed me and it made me smile and even lighter on my feet

We went to Baltimore and afterwards he stole his mother’s car and drove to NYC, they found him naked, ranting about being the anti-Christ

Joan Jett’s “Jezebel” just started playing and I’m not really sure what more I can say about Garth

We watched Bob Dylan’s Renaldo and Clara together, the entire four hours

Garth’s words are fierce tigers, taking on the intelligentsia and winning in the name of all that’s still sacred in our cracked cracker barrel world of incestuous tyrants and their alliances with Satan

Charles Cicirella

3/14/2020

Stormy Weather

https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/charlespoet/episodes/2020-03-11T13_50_35-07_00

Another neo-liberal candidate being shoved down our throats

We’re long over-due for some good old civil disobedience with a big honking side of whoop ass

Imagine how Bernie feels giving it his all only to be replaced with an empty husk of a man

Our hearts again broken as we have our asses handed to us by the power elite who believes only in the god of self-preservation

Elizabeth Warren proves again she’s only a progressive when it serves her self-interest and party unity be damned if the nominee is Bernie Sanders!

Hillary Clinton, the sorest loser of them all still shirking responsibility for the awful candidate she always was. I never understood why she didn’t work harder at connecting with people then I realized if you have to work at it you’ve already conceded defeat.

We had another opportunity for a real bite at the apple and we blew it because we’re scared and when push comes to shove we’d rather look the other way than actually help our fellow human

Trump only shined a light on what has always existed just beneath the surface and is now permeating our very DNA as a pandemic of stupidity reigns down on us in monochrome rainbows of spite

Another Tuesday, another democracy hijacked because it’s easier to coalesce around a candidate who checks all of the boxes instead of facing the problem head-on and choosing the candidate with the most enthusiasm and passion behind them.

Charles Cicirella

3/11/2020

Dawn Swan

https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/charlespoet/episodes/2020-03-05T02_22_36-08_00

We watched Mean Streets and Sunset Boulevard

It was a football Saturday and I may have read her tarot

Whenever we hang out I feel like I’m in the presence of greatness

She’s so self-deprecating

I wish she believed more in herself

Never forget when we sorted mail and how she made that menial task her bitch

I’d tell you more, but honestly it’s none of your business

Dawn is always in my heart as I believe I am in hers

We watched the sun rise and set in each other’s noir fantasies. Dawn Swan paid attention to me when no one else was tuning in to my station

Charles Cicirella

3/5/2020

The Fire Inside

https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/charlespoet/episodes/2020-03-03T01_47_56-08_00

Bob Seger is playing

I light the pipe

Carcinogens will be the death of us all

Let’s start over?

Why? What would that solve?

We learned nothing after the Great Flood other than to buy a life jacket at the next fire sale

My dreams are informing on me

I always suspected my subconscious might be a double secret agent

There’s a war crashing through our door and it has everything to do with evil triumphing over good

Austerity like bipartisanship is complete and utter bullshit

I’m tired and I’m sick of living in a society that fears its culture more than it questions sleeping with the enemy

They’ll tell you the war is over while buying more bullets for their invisible guns

I saw Bob Seger interviewed by Bob Costas

During the interview Bob had a small cassette player at his feet playing Van Morrison's "Hymns to the Silence"

If I’m not creating, then I’m not breathing, and I don’t exist

Charles Cicirella

3/2/2020