MADDT

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

as I sit upon my Throne and look across my vast Land a tear comes too me eye for now I cry the cry of a happy man.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

We are vessels, all of us. well that would imply we are more for what is a vessel but an object that holds other objects.

confusion, curtain, deep thought on part of audience

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

What is this notion that I keep hearing about? As I guess in regargs to ones Sexual Orientation and some how having equal footing or equal rights for Gays Somehow diminishes Equal rights for Religious Types.

I do not know?

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

For all who see me sitting in the alley, slumped agaisn’t the crumbled brick wall.

the smell of piss, shit. Not mine but all the same.

what has happened to all these people were did they go a faint aroma of good bad maybe memories.

even though I get a faint recollection of what once here a busy market. A buisness center, shady dealing outside of town.

and though the structure of this city is intact, there is longer anybody here that inhabits this city.

I walk alone, an exile among the ruins. no ruins is putting it wrong the buildings are intact the lights still on, in some places like the diner I have been fixing my food, the coffee was still warm and fresh the first time I went in.

I still do not know if this is a dream?

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

To Travel to nigh away from thine eye, magnitude faculty forward facing fraternity, To thing but whispered yet unseen

Its only dreams but in my deepest darkest fantasies, yet spoken in broken languages. in body language suggestive seductive whimpers.

My Forward mind can not even contemplate the meaning of the secret script, yet within I crave and languish and long for were my inner soul dost wish to Go.

An even if my tongue could speak the name,  I dare not why,  I do not know.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Under The Big Top, awaiting the show. The Stir off the crowd, the smell of pocorn mixed with the smell of exotic animals. Elephants tigers Bears, oh my.

The smell of whiskey and stale beer, the sound of excitement and anticfapation of exotic collage of humar and danger and weirdness my young eight year old eyes has never seen.

My Eyes refocus back to the present, back to their unfocused fuzzy of  thirty four years later. nothing seems new or magical anymore. It feels like I have seen it all.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

I am Funnier than a wet dish towel. Yep I know this to be true because people don’t laugh at towels especially wet ones

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

By the time i process anything from my sensory inputs the moment has already passed. So any type of  what I think as a real connection with the outside world. seems to me in question because its over before it begins.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

How do I get myself motivated to write and be consistant?

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Batty Barlow of Ave L sat in a stump of colicky co lading  quenirive quips wondering who will listen to his lip when the dawn of dip takes hold of the ship

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Gypsy, Gypsy, Gypsy queen look at you all hot and clean maybe a little obscene.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

I don’t want to be fake

I seem to start thing I can’t finish

gosh its like a lump in my throat, or a knot in my stomach

it can be such a pain in the ass to be creative, I hate this wall

how the fuck do I punch through

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

My life seems to be on the other side of the plateau. What once came easy in my claim to discover who I am.

Every challenge with conquered with the passion and vigor of a young man who understood only at a purely intellectual level that this ride to glory would eventually come to an end.

And now I am what seems to be on a decent with my body failing and my mind fading, what was once seemed easy now is quiet a choir.

But to give up means I give in to gravity and eventually tumble into the abyss, even though for me the fool who does not give in to the notion that it is a young mans game.

Still feel maybe I have a few rounds left in me. So bring it on.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

With rose colored glasses I pretend to look out at what I think is a bleak world

it sounds bleak, muffled, stuffy, obstinant not wanting to change.

but I really do not know,  for I am blind.

I pretend to see even put on a good front

and people come to hear me describe what I supposedly see through my eyes

like they are devote followers of some great see’er  of the universe’s  truth

but in truth I am just a blind beggar

Holding my cup to some poor mark

I am a broken man.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

cranal cavity singing soliloquies of solemn solitude

alone, alone, nigh the reproach of winter doth blanket my heart.

I seek all that will hear my plea.

For I am the dream weaver, the matchmaker, the bringer of Doom.

and in my loom I do weave my tapestry.

A many flecked fantasy, oh god, I think I left my sanity.

on the side of the road.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

A Bird In the hand

Fingers in Sand

A Hard Days demand

Tuna in Can

A star and her fans

I have no more Dam

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

because I am part Jewish and love working with wood. well in the morning. you can call me a morning carpenter.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

The Sand Beneath our Feet are what was once Fortress in the sun places of Strength and solitude now but the clay sand and dirt to be reused for another peoples dreams and hope to rise up out of the ashes of the pasts mistakes and eclipse our forefathers.

But when we reach warp factor 1, who from the federation will be there to greet us.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

They say that the consumption of Drugs and Alcohol in excess can stunt ones Emotional Growth.

For Myself I have been living as an emotional 13 year old for about 25 years. And finnaly decided to sober up and allow for my emotional maturing rite when my midlife crisis -slash depreesion was sceduled to begin.

May I suggest that you kiddies should not try this at home. Though it might make for a good reality show. It really sucks living through it personally.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Jerold just couldn’t do it anymore. He loved being carrying out the most important Job he thought at Mayberry State Correctional Reform Institution. Which was pulling the switch on the Electric chair.

He had been doing it for shit 35 years.  A seasoned veteran 1237 times he dutifully pulled that switch. Many times he felt the switch and his arm were one.

But of late his arthritis had been getting the best of him being 74 he just didn’t have the strength to do it anymore

“if only they made a blue pill for pulling that switch” he said to himself . He could dance with his mistress one last time.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Jack was not exiled from the secret place, but just as bad if not worse it seems the rest of the misfits that composed the Gang he has been running with the last two hundred years did not give him no mind.

He Knew this is what  he deserved, shit his transgressions deserved him far worse even death. But sometimes life was worse.

And for Jack, for his Sins. The weight of them felt to great at times. This was one of those times. He looked out into the ocean and the setting sun as a single tear crept down his face. he took the 45 automatic out of his belt cocked the trigger and put the barrel in his mouth. He knew blowing his brains out would not give him the peace he needed. For he would wake up tomorrow back on this cursed paradise. Only the brood could take what they gave him, and with his brothers shunning him it turned his immortality into a curse a sour note on his ragged breath.

He knew he would wake tomorrow in the fetal position alive again, but at least he would have a time wear nothing mattered no pain would creep in, He pulled the trigger  darkness

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

I see what seems to be the dominant species of this planet do what seems to be some type of busy work. What I am not sure.

These creature spends there days either talking in a petroluem based phalic object with a cord attached to a base with buttons, shuffling around a bunch of pulp rolled out plant product with symbols on There body. Or using two digits from two of its upper extremities to peck on a petroleum based mufti button interface with what seems like a very rudimentary computer.

Seeing how far along or I should say how much the species still needs to progress. it  boggles my mind on how this species survives day to day.

I do not see them forging for food and daily necessities or doing anything that seems productive in a real sense . Yet they they are cohabiting and commingling working toward some unknown abstract goal that I truly do not understand.

I have to keep observing.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Like a warm and cozy Blanket, Denial can comfort you and keep you nice and Warm when  the cold harshness of the real  world does sometimes nothing but bring a long and lasting chill that creeps into ones bones and sometimes feels like it can shrink even your soul.

We being fragile creatures need Denial with out being able to hide in it once in a while well we would be a nation of people on anti depressants.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

It seems to me that when I think about the past that all I have are memories. And the future is only speculation.

For I truly really Live in this moment,  by the time you read this my moment has passed. and now this is your moment.  these words have bridged the crevasse of time and united both of us by some unseen bond.

OK i’m being a little melodramatic but it sounded good.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Its Easy to take for granted how precious life is and how each day is truly a gift

goodnight everyone…shit who am I fooling

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Yes I said it I’m Jaded

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

even though its almost a sick co-dependant relationship between the comedian and his/her audience its the laugh we need,  we crave,  we are addicted too

And once a true  comic  gets a taste, their hooked and have to come back for more.  Like a Junkie to a needle.

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

If You choose to peel it, Ill make you cry

MY ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDERED THOUGHTS

By Terance Greene….

Ian stood on the brink of the ether biting his tongue and tasting the blood.

This he knew was the only empirical way in which he could feel alive instead of his normal dead inside.

He knew his heart beat and his lungs drew breath, he knew all the common place arguments, “I think there fore I am”, “My Sum is Greater Than My Parts.”  but yet he yearned to be more he yearned to be apart of the great flow. He yearned to stand in the gardens of mount Olympus and not just pay homage to the Gods with but his mortal clay and dust and saltwater so painfully weaved together to form his mortality.

But to stand before the Gods as one of them..That was all …was that so much to ask?