Poems: April 5, 2025 - Video

Poem No. 523 (“First Contact Day”)


In big ways and small ways

I celebrate my geekiness every day

But today is First Contact Day

So forgive me if I revel

A bit more than usual


The idea that the Vulcans, or that any other aliens

Are out there waiting for us to achieve a certain milestone

Is a beautiful idea, and yet another reason

For us to strive


Of course, the milestone need not necessarily be

Technological, like the development of the warp drive engine

It could be spiritual, like the development of compassion

Spread among some critical mass of sentient beings


Today I celebrate Gene Roddenberry

And the visionaries that followed him

In keeping the Star Trek franchise alive


Except for the useless fools

Who came up with Star Trek: Section 31

Which came out earlier this year


There aren’t many things 

I wish I could unwatch

But that is one of them


But despite that horrendous travesty

I am happy to be celebrating

In my hopeless geeky way

Another First Contact Day


4/5/2025


Poem No. 524 (“The Only Force”)


He missed the challenge of making her cum

And the sense of pride in his accomplishment

When she got there, when he got her there


He missed the power of the force within her

That flooded into him as she held his head still 

While she rumbled and shook


Nothing against Star Wars, really

But in those moments

That was the only force

He wanted to know about


4/5/2025


Poem No. 525 (“Visitation”)


That website

Was a nice place to visit

But I wouldn’t want to live there


4/5/2025


Poem No. 526 (“Freddie Funnel Cakes”)


Freddie Funnel Cakes

Had a funnel cake for a head

And he was really pissed off at me

For creating him


"What the fuck am I supposed to do

With a fucking funnel cake for a head?

I don't even understand how I'm fucking talking

Do I even have a fucking mouth?


And birds keep swooping down

And biting off pieces of my funnel cake head

And the powdered sugar is making me want to sneeze

But do I even have a fucking nose?


I am the stupidest character you have come up with

In a long fucking time"

Freddie Funnel Cakes said to me

And I couldn't help but agree


4/5/2025


Poem No. 527 (“Crush”)


Dresses all in black

Shines like a blinding bright star

Is loved from afar


4/5/2025


Poem No. 528 (“Engage”)


An article in the Times 

About how one might more fruitfully

Spend one’s time online

Offers this advice: “Engage with things

That someone put a lot of work into”


I’m afraid that that might leave out

These poems that I post daily


For the most part

They flow out of me effortlessly

I rarely put a lot of work into them


Sometimes they take a while

To flow out of me

But I don’t struggle


Instead, I might pick up the Times

And read an article 

About how one might more fruitfully

Spend one’s time online


I pass along the article’s advice

Even if it might lose me some readers

Because that’s the kind of person I am


4/5/2025


Poem No. 529 (“Hashtagless”)


I could mark this post 

With a First Contact Day hashtag

And draw more people to these poems


But I can only imagine the Trekkies being like

“Nice FCD poem, but what is the rest of this shit?

What’s with this force shit, and funnel cakes shit?”

And so on


So I will keep this post, like most of my posts

Hashtagless, and let whoever finds these poems

Find them on their own

I believe that that is for the best


4/5/2025


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